“Another.” Shane Mccutcheon called to the bar tender for the third time… or was it the fourth, wait, wait… no the fifth, fourth… well if she couldn’t remember it must be up there.
She nodded to the purveyor of the drinks as a clear, almost overfilled martini was passed her way. She knocked it back, put the glass back down on the table, and took one huge gasp for air before turning away from the bar and heading back to her friends on the dance floor. Tina and Bette where dancing together, limbs intertwined, eyes locked. It seemed as though all misgivings about the events with Candace were forgotten while they danced. Alice and Dana sat at a table on the other side of the floor from Shane. Alice was sitting next to the athletic tenis player, their heads were turned towards each other and their eyes were closed. Alice’s hand was inching its way up Dana’s thigh and under her short skirt. Shane smiled to herself knowing that the couple thougt they were being extremely inconspicuous about their more than kissing actions at the moment. They either didn’t notice or were too drunk to care that Alice was feeling her girlfriend up underneath a clear glass table.
Marina and Jenny were nowhere to be seen so Shane surmised that they were off ***** each other in a corner somewhere. They’d been disgustingly lovie-dovie since they got back together. Though Shane had been making her sarcastic comments about how she would probably be sick if they kept having their “I love you more! No! I love you more!” filled conversations in public.
Ivan was still desperately trying to seduce Kit who, surprisingly enough, was just starting to loosen up to it.
Shane stood there for what felt like forever. About 3 minutes in the world of people who dont live their lives by the rule of “live fast, die young” like some… achem… others in this world. Certain others who slept with someone different every night totalling about 1200 conquests. But there were some people that that “other” person had never slept with that might have some affect on her.
Shane had never met anyone who was better in bed than her. After all, not many people have had as much experience as she has. There was once person, with her sophisticated wit, her extensive book knowledge that intellectually turned Shane on. Shane had never had that kind of education, never had acces to worlds like her. It was something she couldn’t have and she wanted it. There was just something about Marina that made Shane think “God, I bet she’d be hot in bed.” So Shane’s unverbalized lust for the owner of the Planet went on just like that: unverbalized.
“Shane, i need to talk to you for a minute. Will you come here?” Shane heard the husky, deep, accented voice in her ear, felt the breath on the back of her neck and felt her body respond to that by the erotic shiver that rolled down her spine.
A hand was laid on her thin hip for a moment. It was soft but insistent. It slid away and left the skin there surprisingly cold in its absence. Shane thought she head a faint, high pitched giggle behind her but when she turned around she saw Marina walking off down a hall way to the right.
She turned and hurried after her as fast as her slightly – more – than – tipsy body would allow.
“Marina?” She called down the low lit corrador.
No answer. She called again.
“Down here, at the end, Shane.” Marina’s deep voice called back.

Shane ran her finger tips along the wall on her right to balance herself. She got to the end of the hall and turned right.
The second she walked in the door she was greeted with the sight of Marina leaning on the far wall amidst a sea of pillows, blankets, and bean bags. There was only one clear walkway through the piles of fluff and that lead directly to the portion of wall Marina was standing against.
She was wearing a pair of long faded jeans that made her already long legs look like they went on forever. On top she wore a black halter top that cupped each of her modest yet voluptuous *****, gave an extensive view of cleavage, and emphasized the fact that she deffinitally was not wearing a bra under it.
She turned around when she heard the door close behind her. She was almost shocked to see sweet, innocent, little Jenny leading against the back side of the dorr, looking up at her seductively from under lowered lashes. She was wearing one of her standard skimpy little black dresses. This one was strapless and tight making her look much curvier than usual. Her masses of dark brown hair cascaded down her shoulders and her eyes were dark with black liner. All this combined with her knee high black boots made her look nothing like the sweet little girl Shane had thought she was. It all made her look mature, *****, mischivous… naughty.
“You look hot tonight Shane.” Said a deep voice from behind her. While she had been examining Jenny, Marina had aproached her from behind. Marina’s hands were now on Shane’s hips. Shane lifted her own hands to cover Marina’s and hold them to her skin.
“We were talking about you earlier, Jenny and I.” Marina’s voice was even huskier than usual and her breath fanned across the back of Shane’s ear and neck. Shane’s mouth opened as she licked her lips. Her eyes fluttered shut with the intensity in her voice. “We were telling each other who we would sleep with if we could sleep with anyone we knew. We both wanted you, Shane.”
Shane opened her eyes and looked at Jenny who was now about a foot away from her and still smiling her naughty – girl – up – to – her – mischief smile and biting her lower lip. Shane smiled back at her, her back pressed against the younger girl’s european lover whose arms where now wraped around her: one around her waist, the other slowly, almost undetectably, inching toward her belt line.
“Really?” Shane asked, amused by the thought that Jenny would pick her, the wild one, over say, Alice the cute one or Bette the artsy one.
“Un huh.” Jenny nodded. “I always wanted to know just…” she put her hand on Shane’s chest between her *****, “what…” she brought her face close to Shanes. Shane let go of one of Marina’s hands and reached out to hold Jenny by the waist, “you…” Jenny touched her lips lightly to Shane’s “taste like.” She backed up a few inches smiling still, leaving her hand on Shanes chest and letting Shane’s hand keep its spot on her waist.
Without warning, the hand of Marina’s close to waist of her jeans moved the rest of the way down and slid under both the top of the pants and the thong she was wearing underneath. Shane gasped, taken by surprise in this onslaught. When Marina started stroking her ***** that gasp turned into a throaty moan that was muffled by Jenny’s mouth meeting hers.Marina rubbed the hot spot until Shane was starting to shake with forewarning waves of *****. When Shane’s shaking frame let out a particularly loud moan Marina’s hand retracted from underneath her clothing.
Shane wanted to protest, she wanted Marina and Jenny to just finish her off but she knew that this wasn’t what they had planned. It was just rather upsetting to be pushed to the brink of ***** then to be pulled back down again. Shane smiled weakly at jenny as the girl stepped so close that their ***** were touching, then pushed Shane backwards!
She fell onto masses of pillows and from there Jenny climbed on top of her.
Jenny started kissing her fiercly on the mouth. Their tounges started to battle for control, surprisingly Jenny’s won out in the end and gained full acces to Shane’s mouth, plunging down to the very back. They both moaned in response to the kiss: Shane from the sheer force of the on slaught, Jenny from being the conquerer of the tongue war, and of course, because she *was* kissing Shane after all.
As Jenny straddled Shane’s hips and explored every corner of her mouth, her hand slid under Shane’s wife – beater and up, passing her navel and moving straight to her *****. As she ran her hand over one of them she found that the nipple was rock hard. She detached her mouth from shane’s for a moment to pull shane’s top over her head. Before going back to work on her mouth, first jenny sucked gently on one finger and reached out and started playing with the small hard nub on Shane’s chest. Shane moaned and arched off the bed as jenny teased first one nipple then the other. As she did this she started kissing Shane’s neck. She worked her way down from ear lobe to collar bone and back.
All the while Marina stood and watched her young lover torture the only slightly older heart throb. Shane’s face, contorted with pleasure with hair sticking to her forehead, was soaked in sweat. Jenny was sitting high on Shane’s hips and left her pants’ zipper and buttons free. Marina strandeled shane behind Jenny and undid her fly and buttons and slid her hand down between her thighs. Shane was wet beyond belief. Marina smiled and said “Are you ready?” to shane but before she could get an answer she slid two fingers easily into Shane’s eroticly charged body.
Shane’s mind was doing back flips. With jenny playing with her unbelievably hard nipples and Marina finger ***** her she would have to have been dead to not react.
Marina knew exaclty what she needed: in deep and quick thrusts against the front wall. Her super hot g- spot was under constant pressure and the nerves in her ***** were on fire from Jenny’d teasting. She was reaching her peak faster than she wanted to so she calmed herself down with a few deep breaths and a quick “hold up a sec” to the two on top of her.
When she was had a little more control over her senses she reached out and under jenny’s short black dress. She found that Jenny to was urprisingly wet. She stroked Jenny’s ***** with her thumb while her pointer and ring fingers thrust rapidly in and out of her. Jenny started moaning even louder when Marina started kissing her neck. Jenny took a page from Shane’s book and called for a short hold up.
They all got ito more comfortable placed. Marina pulled shane’s pants down off her legs and shane spread her now exposed lower half to allow better access for Marina.
They all got ito more comfortable placed. Marina pulled shane’s pants down off her legs and shane spread her now exposed lower half to allow better access for Marina. Shane propped herself up so she could ***** Jenny more thoroughly. Jenny was now stradling Shane’s chest and facing the opposite direction. Marina was straddling over shane’s hips. She leaned forward, reached down, and stuck two fingers back into Shane, causing a moan to erupt from her throat. Shane stuck two fingers back into jenny who in turn gasped and then reached forward and unzipped Marina’s jeans. Marina leaned back onto Jenny’s fingers, still ***** shane with her right hand, balancing herself with her left.
The three of them rocked back and forth, moaning and gasping. Jenny was the first to come, with Shane’s experienced and nimble fingers pulling her quickly over the edge. Marina was next, hearing her young lover cry out behind her was enough to push her over. Shane came last. Her body shook with the waves and waves of her ***** that ripped through her.
They sat there, trying to breathe again, trying to figure out which way was up, trying to get their muscles working again. Finally they all got up, Shane put her clothes on and they all walked out of the room in silence.
They all said goodbye to their friends. When asked why they were all so tired looking they said theyd tell them later, that they had to go.
When they got outside, the cool California air washed over their faces. Marina walked over to her car, leaned against it and turned to the other two.
“Wanna go back to my place for the rest of the night?” She said smiling slyly.
The other two smiled back and rushed into the car.

~~~~ To be Continued ~~~~