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    The Tester

    Shane closed her eyes and rested the back of her head against the hard plasterwork. Blindly, her hand reached for the wall and her fingers ran on its surface. The mere gesture made her shiver and tremble and pulse.

    Beyond the wall, Carmen exhaled a long sigh of pleasure. She perceived Shane, she felt her fingers running all over her, leaving a trail of fire on her sensitive skin. Carmen bit her lip and repressed a moan of excitement. She mirrored Shane’s gesture without even knowing it, and her tanned hand scraped the plasterwork gently.

    Beyond the wall, Shane felt it and swallowed. Her breath was becoming uneven and she frowned, slightly. She turned around, on her knees, and rested her forehead against the wall.

    “Carmen…”, she whispered.

    Beyond the wall, Carmen shivered. She couldn’t hear Shane, but she definitely felt her.

    ”…The same old tingle that I feel inside, and then that elevator starts its ride
    And down and down I go, round and round I go, like a leaf that’s caught in the tide.
    I should stay away, but what can I do?”

    “I want to touch you…”, Carmen whispered to the desert room.

    She kept her eyes closed and concentrated on Shane, just a few inches apart.

    “I need to touch you so bad…”, she whispered again, excruciatingly, “…You want to know what I can’t tell you, right? Well, there it is… I think I am falling in love with you, Shane. Every time you touch me, I feel like you’re making love to me… Every time I breathe you, my head spins…”.

    She touched her breast, slightly.

    "I want you to touch me here…", her hand slid on her neck, on her lips, "…here…", and her hand stopped between her legs, on her pulsing warmth, "…And I need to feel you here so much…", she whispered.

    In the next room, Shane’s forehead was still resting against the cold wall.

    “Carmen…”, she murmured, huskily, “…Why don’t you come here, Carmen? I miss you… I’ve never desired anyone like that… What are you doing to me?”.

    She pressed her palms on the wall.

    “…I’d take you right now, right here, like I never did before… You’re all that I crave”.

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