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    Stricken. Chapter 1

    Story written on January 30, 2008 by gottheJACK.
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    Shane, along with the sun, rise to the occasion.

    Her deep brown hair, which was considerably darker but it complimented her skin very well, was tied up in a loose ponytail. She wore a thin charcoal colored hoody, cool, but feminine, tan 3/4 length cargo pants. and red flats. BOLD Shane thought. Shane had only noticed her apparel because it was loosely wrapped around her curvy tight body. Breathe Shane.

    Pretty girl walked quickly toward Shane and her chair. She stopped about 10 inches away from Shane.

     

    Pretty girl(reaching out her hand, palm down):Hi, Shane?

    Shane took her hand graciously

    Shane:Yes, that’s me.

    Pretty girl:I am so sorry about the time, but Chase told me you were happy to do it. I didn’t beleive him, but here I am! I’m Carmen.

    Shane:(Lost in Carmen’s eyes)Shane(Still slowly shaking Carmen’s hand)

    Carmen:(Laughing)…yeah, I know.

    Shane:(Realizing her vacancy)Oh, I’m sorry. (Letting go of the Latina) I’m a little tired.

    Carmen:I’m sorry again.

    Shane: Don’t worry bout it.

     

    Shane turned the seat toward Carmen.

     

    Shane: Like me to hang your sweatshirt up for you?

    Carmen:(putting her hand to her chest. feighning seriousness) Um, I would, but I’m not wearing anything underneath it.

    Shane:(Feeling a shock in the pit of her stomach)Oh, then take a seat. Can I get you a cup of coffee?

    Carmen:No thank you. I had some already.

    Shane: Good, the coffee here sucks.

     

    Carmen laughed and Shane felt her stomach get lighter. Shane turned Carmen to face the mirror. Shane found this part to be her favorite, some women come in knowing what they want, others need some guidance, they most likely are getting a milestone haircut symbolizing a new part in their life. Shane, however, can’t decide which group of women she admired best. She looked at Carmen in the mirror for no longer than a minute and asked…

     

    Shane: What do you want?

    Carmen looked caught of gaurd, but she recovered with a smirk

    Carmen: By that you mean…

    Shane:(Shane mirrored the cheeky smile) What do you want … me to do to your hair?

    Carmen sighed and looked straight into the mirror at Shane, into Shane.

    Carmen: Can you improvise?

    Shane: You trust me?

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