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    Unwitting

    Story written on August 27, 2009 by veba.
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    Chapter 8 — In the Night of Matter, Black Flowers Blossom

    “How come you never met him?”, Shane frowned, imperceptibly.

    Carmen’s smile was only slightly hinted. Sad. 

    “He died in a motorcycle crash before I was born…”, she replied, and looked somewhere around the room. 

    “Oh…”, Shane breathed out. She wanted to say that she was sorry, because she really was. She wanted to say it so bad but it didn’t come. Instead, she leaned her forehead against Carmen’s shoulder and then shifted, kissing the fabric of her t-shirt. Red lips against yellow cotton.

    Immediately, Carmen’s fingers were entangled in her hair, on the back of her neck. She felt Shane’s hand reaching her skin under the t-shirt and closed her eyes, pressing her whole body against Shane’s, clinging to her shoulders, her lips on Shane’s temple. 

    “Stay here tonight”, Shane whispered.

    She felt Carmen’s warm breath on her temple, into her ear. She felt Carmen’s fingers close into her hair. A fist. A sweet fist of desire.

    “Stay here tonight”, Shane repeated and closed her eyes. Her fingertips brushed Carmen’s flat stomach and went down. They fiddled with the band of her sweater pants, unsurely.

    “Do it…”, Carmen breathed out against Shane’s temple, “…Please”. 

    And Shane felt her mind adrift, abruptly. 

    ”…Say, say my name
    I need a little love to ease the pain
    I need a little love to ease the pain
    It’s easy to remember when it came…”

    As she untied the laces — they were soft and pliable under her fingers -, as she smoothly pulled Carmen’s pants down, as she saw Carmen move agilely and step out of them, as she reached out for the switch on the mirror and the bulbs became lifeless, as the dim light embraced them and Carmen’s lips pursed, granting access for a kiss, Shane realized that she had never experienced such a chemistry, such an intense connection, such an insane desire for a woman. 

    It hasn’t been like that with Cherie. Cherie was a vixen. She had been the ultimate vixen — in its worst meaning — in Shane’s life, always looking for her own satisfaction, never able to give something back. And it hasn’t been like that with Molly. Molly and her sweetness, surely, but never, never, such and intense — painful, almost — desire. Lust mixed with love. 

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