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    The Tester

    Story written on March 3, 2009 by veba.
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    Chapter 22

    Carmen bit her bottom lip as her perfect thigh lifted and caressed Shane’s hip, and the crowd applauded. Their embracing arms were always in complete contact, but relaxed, like they were sharing a loving hug. And they were.

    Abrazo and Caminado, Abrazo and Caminado, and Shane freely stepped with her left foot when Carmen stepped with her left foot, too. Their crossed, uneven walk mixed with a parallel, even walk all along the stage.

    Carmen was clinging to Shane, she was letting Shane drag her back, and then back again, and her eyes were still fixed into her greenest, greenest orbs. She could feel Shane’s furious heartbeat through the smooth fabric of her shirt and it was arousing. They didn’t share a single word, though. Their eyes spoke enough.

    The song proceeded in its articulated notes, in its repetitive pulsing and beating, pulsing and beating, two strong beats on four, dos por quarto. Shane moved her right foot, then stepped back, then to a side, then forward, then to a side again, in a perfect Baldoso.

    Carmen’s body looked mild and yet toned, flexible into Shane’s arms, almost liquid. They made Cazas, Carmen’s feet stepping forward and Shane chasing to step beside them. They made a complete 360-degree turn, Shane lifting Carmen, and Carmen raking her fingers through Shane’s hair, her lips only an inch apart from her lover’s.

    When Carmen’s feet touched the ground again, she hooked her leg around Shane’s leg one more time, in a Gancho. Carmen rubbed her thigh and calf down Shane’s body and Shane, silently, swallowed.

    The music ended. Several seconds of an astonished silence from the crowd followed. Then a huge canvas unrolled at the bottom of the stage, and someone turned on the lights, enlightening the advertisement that ApplePie had created for DEW. It showed the same connection and attraction that Shane and Carmen had just brought on stage with their dance.

    Red and black and white streamers rained down on the dance floor and the crowd erupted in whistles and applauses. Shane smiled, all in all almost shyly, and her arm sneaked around Carmen’s waist as they took a bow in front of the audience. They clapped their hands at each other, shared a look. Then Carmen grabbed Shane’s hand and dragged her backstage.

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