At the same time, Shane has to deal with Jenny Schecter, one of the last women she had tested before meeting Carmen. Jenny tells Shane she is in love with her and, when Shane refuses to start a relationship with her, overreacts. She seems unbalanced and broken.
The new advertising campaign for DEW is ready and the club is going to have a grand opening.

What’s going to happen next?

***

“We can’t do this… we… we just can’t do this right now…”, Carmen panted softly, but her voice sounded less and less convinced as the seconds went by.

Sitting on the silent washer, in the bathroom, every light switched off, the small room enlightened only by the streetlamps outside, she noticed absent-mindedly that the afternoon was slowly turning into a warm night.

Carmen was completely naked and still damp from the shower she had taken, her soaking wet hair was darker than ever and fell like black tendrils on her shoulders, waved freely on her back, framed her beautiful face that was caught into an expression of excruciating bliss.

She was gorgeous in every moment of the day, but even more when she was making love.

She closed her eyes and, blindly, rested her hand on Shane’s head. She swallowed hard and shivered, knowing well that she would come immediately if only she had opened her eyes. Her fingers closed on Shane’s hair, grabbing it spasmodically and Carmen bit her bottom lip, frowning.

"…What are you doing?", she asked under her breath, even if she knew well what Shane was doing.

Shane was kneeling in front of her, the upper part of her body firmly placed between Carmen’s open legs. She kissed Carmen’s thighs, leaving a burning hot trail with her lips, she nibbled her wet skin and, when she opened her eyes briefly and looked up, there was an insuppressible lust into her green irises.

She was still half naked, half ready for DEW’s opening, but – at the moment – completely aroused and nothing else mattered to her. Her black pants were on, but her belt was unbuckled and her feet were naked. Her white tuxedo shirt was unbuttoned and seemed a little bit crumpled, her hair was wild.