Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By No One

“Sha-na! Sha-na! Sha-na!” The crowd chanted her name, still demanding more after two encores. Shana closed her eyes for a moment, drinking in the sound. There was nothing quite like the rush you got from the adulation of thousands of fans.

The imaginatively-named Fargodome in Fargo, North Dakota was far from the biggest venue she’d ever played, but the place was packed, and the audience had been wired from the first note of the opening song. No doubt about it, this gig had been a complete success.

“So, I guess you want one more?” she asked the crowd, to a roar of approval. “Okay, okay. This is the last song for tonight.” She paused for the expected chorus of good-natured booing. “I know, I know. But I’ll be back, I promise.” Easy to please, the crowd was quickly back to cheering.

“Okay, I think you know this one. It’s called… ‘Shooting Star’,” she announced, getting an even bigger ovation. It was one of her most popular songs, but she had chosen it specifically as the closer because it was Zoe’s favorite.

Scanning the front row, Shana spotted the girl, cheering wildly, and gave her young lover a wink. Next to Zoe, another girl was speaking into her ear with obvious excitement. Stacy, most likely. Shana couldn’t get a very good look from the stage, but from what she could tell, Zoe’s friend was a real cutie.

This was no time to think about that, though. Shana launched into the song, giving it her all for a memorable finale. Her energy was beginning to flag by the end of this two-hour concert, but the sheer joy of performing always seemed to give Shana the adrenaline she needed for a rousing finish.

At the chorus, she pointed her mic towards the crowd and let them sing for a while. Having thousands of people belting out her own words was always an intoxicating experience, no matter how many shows she played.

The song concluded with a quiet, emotional part, and now the audience went silent, caught up in the mood of the music, hanging on to her every word. Then a half-second after the last note, they erupted into thunderous applause, everyone jumping to their feet and cheering, shouting, whistling and clapping for several minutes.

Shana basked in this sea of adoration, repeatedly bowing, waving and thanking the fans,  finally exiting the stage. Making her way to her dressing room, she took a quick shower to wash away the sweat, then changed into a fresh tank top and skirt, identical to what she’d been wearing on stage.

Emerging from the dressing room, she was immediately surrounded by a small crowd of devotees, all clamoring for autographs. Spotting Zoe standing to one side at the back, she felt an intense urge to ignore everyone else and run straight to the girl. With her busy tour schedule for the past month, she’d barely been able to see Zoe, even online. But still, she had a duty to her fans that couldn’t be overlooked.

As patiently as she could, Shana greeted each one in turn, thanking them for coming and signing whatever they had brought with them. Thankfully, the number of VIP passes that allowed backstage access was pretty limited.

Eventually the group finally thinned out, and Zoe ran up to her, obviously just as eager to reunite. Shana crouched down and caught the girl in a tight hug. “Missed you so much,” she whispered in Zoe’s ear. Their embrace lasted a while, neither of them wanting to let go, and Shana didn’t care one bit at that moment if it was seen as inappropriately long.

When they finally parted, Zoe seemed to suddenly remember that they weren’t alone. Turning to the nervous-looking girl standing next to her, she said, “This is my friend Stacy.”

Up close, Stacy was even prettier than Shana had guessed. A slender Asian girl, her dark hair framed a cute and delicate face. And as Zoe had mentioned, there was a hint of just-developing breasts under her tight t-shirt. All in all, a very attractive little girl. Innocent-looking, but thanks to Zoe, Shana knew better. She felt a familiar warmth between her legs at the thought of what these two little minxes had already been up to.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Stacy,” Shana said, extending a hand. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Stacy took Shana’s hand, then hesitated. “Um… you have?” She glanced at Zoe, then back, clearly unsure what to make of that.

“All good, don’t worry.” Shana winked. “Did you like the show?”

“Omigod, it was the best. Everything sounded and looked so good, with the lights and the dancing and all that, and you looked amazing, and omigod, the new songs! You played new songs! They were all great, too, and… and…” Stacy’s rapid-fire gushing seemed to have run out of fuel. “Wasn’t it the best, Zoe?”

The girl shrugged. “Yeah, it was okay.”

Stacy gaped at her friend. Even Shana raised an eyebrow. Then Zoe broke into a big grin. “Just kidding! It was awesome! But I knew it would be.”

Stacy rolled her eyes at Zoe’s antics, then turned back to Shana, shyly holding up a poster. “Um, do you think you could…?”

“Sure thing.” Shana used a marker to sign the poster with a flourish, then handed it back to the delighted kid.

A man who’d been hovering near the girls took this opportunity to introduce himself. “Hi, um, Shana? Miss Belle? I’m Tom. Tom Sheng. Stacy’s dad. That was quite a show. I must thank you for the tickets.”

“No problem at all. Nice to meet you, Tom.” She shook the man’s hand. He seemed a little intimidated. To his credit, he managed to keep his eyes on her face rather than her cleavage. Mostly. “Are you a fan, then?”

“Oh, I was mainly accompanying the girls here, but… you might just have turned me into a new admirer.” He let out a nervous laugh.

“Glad to hear that.” She gave him a dazzling smile—it never hurt to be extra charming in this business—then turned back to Zoe. “So, we’re still on for tomorrow?”

“Yeah!” Zoe replied with just as much enthusiasm as Shana felt herself at the prospect of spending quality time with one, maybe two sexy little girls. “Oh, Stacy can hang out with us too, right?” Zoe gave Shana a subtle wink. They hadn’t even had the opportunity to further discuss the possibility of Stacy joining them in bed, what with how busy Shana had been lately, but Zoe’s eagerness certainly boded well.

“Can I really?” Stacy asked, wide-eyed.

“Of course,” Shana said. “If it’s okay with your dad.” She eyed the man, hoping he wouldn’t decide to invite himself to their private party.

“I don’t see why not,” Tom said, smiling at his daughter, who was beside herself with excitement.

“Great,” Shana said. “Can you get to Zoe’s tomorrow morning? We’ll pick you both up there.”

Stacy nodded. “Oh, sure.”

“Well, that’s settled,” Tom said, sounding like he was ready to leave. “Shall we take you back now, Zoe?”

Shana was most definitely not ready to let Zoe go just yet. “Oh, I’ll drive her home later. Don’t worry about it.”

“All right, then. Well, we’d better hit the road. Again, it was very nice to meet you.”

Stacy didn’t look nearly as eager to take off, so Shana said, “Bye, Stacy. I’ll see you again tomorrow. We’ll have fun all day long, I promise.”

Beaming again, the girl followed her dad towards the exit.

Seating themselves on a nearby bench, Shana and Zoe chatted for a while, the young girl giving her very detailed impressions of the concert. Of course, Shana wanted nothing more than to take Zoe into the dressing room and make love to her, but she knew it was very unlikely they’d be left undisturbed. In fact, they were interrupted a few times by crew members asking questions or fans wanting autographs. She had to settle for quick touches every now and then.

When Matthew appeared, Zoe recognized him right away and excitedly asked, “Are we riding in the limo again?”

“Indeed, Miss Price,” he replied in his usual impassive tone, though a faint smile threatened to appear at the corners of his mouth when Zoe gave him a big grin.

“Only the best for you, kiddo,” Shana added with a wink.

“Cool!” Zoe jumped to her feet, then grabbed Shana’s hand with both of hers and dragged her up. “Let’s do it!”

“All right, all right, hold your horses,” Shana said, though unable to keep from smiling at Zoe’s enthusiasm. It was easy to forget how everyday things she took for granted could seem so exciting to a child.

She held on to Zoe’s hand as they made their way to the parking garage. Though that surely looked completely innocent to any observer, the skin contact, the warmth of the small hand in hers, was more than enough to turn Shana on.

When they reached the limousine, Matthew held the door open, and Shana and Zoe climbed in. His phone suddenly rang, and he held up a finger. “One moment,” he said before closing the door.

Far less nervous than the first time she’d ridden with Shana, Zoe shifted around, trying out all the different places to sit, even though they all felt the same. Shana watched, amused. She was struck by how even such mundane antics held some inexplicable allure that was utterly unique to young girls. Even in a winter coat, Zoe had an effortless, unconscious sexiness that had Shana feeling all hot and crazy inside.

“Good thing the heating works in this thing,” Shana said with a shiver, looking down at her own much lighter clothing. “I should have changed before leaving. Kinda forgot it was winter out here. That’s what happens when you tour, it’s a different climate every day. It was a lot warmer just a bit further south last week. What’s wrong with this state, anyway? It’s mid-March, it shouldn’t be so cold!”

Zoe just shrugged. “Feels normal to me.”

Shana forgot all about the weather when Zoe kicked off her shoes and lay down on the long seat, resting both feet in Shana’s lap. The shirt under her unbuttoned coat had ridden up to reveal her belly button, inflaming Shana’s lust even further. Sure, the girl was sexy even in winter garb, but even more so with some skin showing.

Before she even knew what she was doing, Shana found herself leaning over Zoe and pressing her lips to the little girl’s mouth. Surprised for just a moment, Zoe was soon kissing back just as eagerly, welcoming Shana’s tongue into her mouth, their passion magnified by the long months apart.

It was heavenly. Shana had missed this little mouth so much—the softness of Zoe’s lips, the child’s tongue tangling with hers, the helpless excitement that no other lover could equal. She wanted this moment to last forever.

The sudden sound of the driver door opening and closing made them both start. Zoe’s eyes, now full of fear, went to the dark window that separated the passenger area from the driver’s. “C-can he see us?”

“No,” Shana replied softly, caressing the girl’s cheek. “But sound could still carry, so…” She held up a finger to her lips.

Reassured, Zoe smiled and nodded.

God, she was so beautiful. Shana had no choice but to kiss the girl again, her arousal rising sharply. She wanted Zoe so badly at that moment, more than she’d ever hungered for anyone else. She felt a deep yearning to make love to this child. To make her come. To make her scream. But none of that was possible now, of course.

She abruptly realized that inviting Stacy to join them the next day had been a foolish idea. What did she need from some other girl when she had Zoe? What if Stacy didn’t want to play along, and she never got the chance to get Zoe on her own? All her careful planning would have been for nothing. Let’s face it, you got greedy, Shana told herself. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

“Ready to depart, Miss Belle?” came Matthew’s voice from the car speakers.

Shana sat up, looked down at Zoe. The little girl’s breath was a little uneven from making out, her eyes still glazed with desire. God, she was sexy. God, Shana wanted her.

Did she dare have sex with Zoe while the car was on the road? No. No, no, no. That was insanely risky. Matthew might not be able to see what was going on in the back seat, but she couldn’t be sure there wouldn’t be any tell-tale sounds or other signs of what they’d be up to. While the man was very loyal and patient, he certainly couldn’t be expected to turn a blind eye to that.

The limo itself wasn’t the worst place for a quick fuck, though, Shana decided. Weighing her options, she let herself be tempted.

She pressed the button to talk to the driver. “Actually… sorry to be a pest, Matthew, but… I kinda forgot my coat. And it’s gonna be pretty cold outside when we get out of here so… Could you be a dear and fetch it for me? Oh, and a pair of pants would probably be good, too.”

There was a moment of silence. Though he never showed anything outwardly, Shana occasionally wondered how exasperated she made her assistant at times. Was he sighing and rolling his eyes right now?

“I will return shortly,” he finally said, then they heard the door open and close once again.

Shana’s best guess was that it would take Matthew at least fifteen minutes to walk to the dressing room and back. Time enough for some fun. Still, not a great idea to fuck a little girl in a parking lot but… she couldn’t resist.

Lying back down next to Zoe, Shana said, “Now, where were we?”

“Um, doing sexy stuff,” Zoe replied, then giggled.

They kissed again, and this time Shana let her hands wander over her young lover’s body. Gliding up the legs first, cupping her little ass, then impatiently pushing that cumbersome coat off Zoe’s shoulders.

“I want you so bad,” Shana said, her voice husky with yearning.

Zoe shivered, perhaps awed by the intensity in Shana’s tone. “Are we gonna… do it here?”

“Can you keep quiet?” They hadn’t seen many people around in the private section of the parking deck, but there was no sense in taking an even bigger risk.

Zoe eyed the tinted windows nervously, then took a deep breath, looked back at Shana and gave a quick nod.

Shana’s tongue was instantly back in Zoe’s mouth as she kissed the little girl hungrily,  then her lips traveled off to one side, nuzzling on Zoe’s neck and ear, breathing in the sweet smell of her hair. Pure lust driving her on, she crawled down the girl’s body to kiss her exposed belly, then pushed Zoe’s shirt out of the way, revealing a lovely chest that showed no sign of needing a bra any time soon. She paused to admire the girl’s youthful beauty, then bent to take a nipple between her lips.

As Shana kissed and licked those delightful little buds, Zoe made soft mewling sounds, very sexy to hear, but not loud enough to carry outside the car.

As much as Shana longed to kiss every single inch of Zoe’s body, they only had a few minutes before Matthew returned, and there was one particular spot that she craved above all. Quickly undoing Zoe’s jeans, she hooked her fingers in the waistbands of both pants and panties, then pulled them down to the girl’s knees.

Despite a powerful urge to dive right in, Shana took a moment to admire the child’s sex close up. Perfect, just perfect. Not a single hair marred its silky smoothness. So beautiful, so inviting. She inhaled deeply, drawing in the perfume of Zoe’s intimate scent, then let her tongue gently part the labia, taking a long, slow lick from bottom to top, relishing the always intoxicating taste of a little girl.

“Mmmm. I’ve waited for this for so long,” Shana murmured.

“Me too! D-don’t stop!” Zoe pleaded. A moan pushed its way past her lips when Shana eagerly obeyed, and the child hastily clamped a hand over her mouth.

Shana wished she could get Zoe entirely out of her clothes, as they made going down on her more difficult than it should have been, but it was best to be able to cover up quickly if the need arose. Likewise, while she’d love nothing more than to leisurely savor Zoe’s pussy, Shana was only too aware that time was of the essence. So she adopted a vigorous pace, flicking her tongue through those delicate lips and paying plenty of attention to the child’s tiny clitoris.

Zoe squirmed about, clearly wanting to spread her legs wider but restrained by the pants that were ringing her knees. Soon, the girl’s breath was hissing through her nose, and her muffled moans grew increasingly frantic.

Shana was thrilled and a little surprised by how juicy Zoe was. While the girl had gotten wet during their first time together a year earlier, it was nothing like this. Shana absolutely loved the thick, rich flavor of pussy, and could lose herself completely when giving oral. Burrowing deep as she could go between Zoe’s legs, she drank from the girl, the tart nectar coating the lower half of her face.

Soon, Zoe went rigid, a choked gasp escaping her throat as she came. The girl was twisting her head from side to side, covering her mouth with both hands as she fought to keep quiet. Shana gently sucked on Zoe’s clit, trying to make her orgasm last as long as possible.

When Zoe’s body finally went slack, Shana sat up, licking the honey from her lips as she admired the panting little girl. With her hair in disarray, her shirt clinging to a sweat-glazed chest, and her smooth slit open and glistening, she was a vision of budding sexuality. Shana reached out to caress the girl’s flat chest, pausing to tease a nipple, then trailed her fingers downwards to brush Zoe’s sex.

“That tickles!” the child gasped, a shudder racing through her boyish frame.

“You should probably put those clothes back on now,” Shana said, with a wistful sigh.

Zoe struggled into a sitting position. “What about you, though?” she asked, putting a hand on Shana’s bare thigh.

The girl’s touch sent a jolt of electricity through Shana, who bit her lip in frustration. There was nothing in the world that she wanted more than for Zoe to return the favor, but that was much too risky at this point. Matthew would be returning any minute now. She’d just have to fuck herself silly once she got to her hotel room.

She gave Zoe a quick kiss, her tongue briefly darting between the girl’s lips. “I don’t think we have time for that right now. Believe me, I wish we did. I guess you’ll have to owe me one.” She winked.

Zoe pouted playfully, but began to arrange her clothes back in a presentable state, and Shana helped to sort out her hair.

A couple of minutes later, they were seated side by side and looking innocent as can be when there was a polite knock at the window, the door opening to reveal Matthew.

“Here you are, then,” he said, presenting the requested clothes.

“Thanks a lot. You’re the best, Matthew,” Shana said. “Oh, you have Zoe’s address, right?”

“Of course.”

“Cool. We can be on our way, then.”

“Very well.” Matthew nodded, closed the door, and made his way to the driver seat. Soon, the car was in motion.

Zoe scooched up close. “So, about tomorrow…” she said, her lips caressing Shana’s ear, “I think Stacy would totally be down to fool around.”

Shana’s curiosity was instantly piqued. “Oh? Why do you think that?”

“Well… ‘cause she said so.”

Shana turned to give Zoe a look. The girl seemed much too pleased with the way she was withholding details. “She did?” Shana prompted.

“Uh-huh. So, I did what we said, right? I asked her what she’d do if, like, you wanted to fool around with her. As a… hypo… hypothesis.”

“Hypothetical. And she said…?”

“Yeah, that. She said, well…” Zoe paused, a sly smirk on her lips as she rested a hand on Shana’s thigh. “Stacy said you could lick her pussy any day.”

Shana swallowed. “Did she, now?” She’d regretted inviting Stacy along just a few minutes ago, but now she was quickly rethinking that notion. Between going down on Zoe and this conversation, her cunt was positively dripping.

“Uh-huh.” Zoe’s hand made its way up Shana’s thigh, slipping under her short skirt. “Would you lick her if she let you?” she asked, that little-girl voice at delicious odds with her sultry tone.

“Zoe…” Shana warned. God, she didn’t want the girl to stop, but…

“Can you keep quiet?” Zoe asked, flashing a cheeky smile. Shana’s head was spinning. When had this innocent little girl become such an expert seductress?

Shana glanced towards the front of the car, weighing her options. Well, they couldn’t be seen, she was pretty sure that she could keep quiet, and the skirt made for easy access, so her clothes could stay on… There should be no problem, right? Fuck, she just couldn’t resist. “Yeah,” she whispered.

“Yeah, you’ll keep quiet, or yeah, you’d lick her pussy?”

Shana took a long breath, then let it out slowly, willing herself to remain calm. “Both.”

Despite her best intentions, she inhaled sharply as soon as Zoe’s fingers grazed the front of her panties. At least she avoided moaning out loud.

Zoe began moving her fingers against the fabric, tracing the length of Shana’s slit, then drawing little circles over her clitoris. Then she calmly resumed her story, as if nothing at all special was happening.

“Then I wanted to know if she was really serious, right? So I kinda laughed a bit when she said that about you licking her, ‘cause you know… easy for her to say, right? So I asked her stuff like, ‘Would you really do it, though? Like, if Shana wanted to do stuff for real, you’d let her? You wouldn’t think it’s weird? And you’d keep it a secret?’ I mean, not like grilling her. Just, y’know, acting like I was just curious. I think I was pretty convincing. Anyway, she said it would be kinda weird if you were into her, but that she’d totally do it. And that you were ‘soooo hot’. And that she’d love to feel you up and lick you and make you come. And that she’d never, ever tell anyone, cross her heart and hope to die. I believe her, too… ‘cause no one here but me knows that she likes girls.”

“Fuck, Zoe…” Shana breathed.

“I told her I’d do it all if I could, too.” Zoe grinned, pressing harder against Shana’s panties. “So yeah, like I said, I think she’d be down.”

“God, I’d say so.” Stacy had seemed pretty shy when they’d met earlier, but it sounded like the girl could be downright brazen. Shana liked brazen little girls very much.

Zoe chose that moment to pull the front of Shana’s panties to one side to touch her pussy directly. Prodding the entrance with a fingertip, she looked up questioningly.

Shana quickly nodded her assent, then held her breath as one, then two small fingers penetrated her, sending waves of pleasure rippling through her body.

“Or… do you want me to do it like last time?” Zoe asked.

“Hm?” Right then, Shana’s thoughts were too scattered for her to understand what Zoe was getting at.

“You know… Like, with my whole hand?”

“Oh! Jesus, no! Not here!” No way would she be able to keep quiet if Zoe fisted her. She could still hardly believe they’d done it the one time. Shana wasn’t even normally into that kind of thing,  but when the thought of getting fucked by the smaller hand of a 9-year-old had popped into her head, the sheer lewdness of the act had taken hold of her, and she’d just had to try.

Zoe shrugged, a sly smile on her lips. “Okay, just checking.”

As it was, Shana had to concentrate to keep loud moans from escaping, but she managed somehow. The only sound in the cabin other than ragged breathing was the wet noises Zoe’s fingers made as they moved in and out of her cunt. Not quite loud enough to be heard, she hoped, though it was hard to tell for sure with the blood pounding in her ears.

“Do you… mmm, God… do you f-finger Stacy like this? D-does she do it to you?” Shana managed to ask, suddenly curious.

Zoe shook her head. “No. We haven’t yet, anyway. That could hurt, right?”

“Maybe… not always. Oh, fuck, Zoe!”

“Yeah. I dunno. Not sure I’m ready to try that just yet… So, anyway, are we gonna do it tomorrow? Um, the threesome, I mean?”

Shana tried to meet Zoe’s gaze, but right then, her eyes couldn’t seem to focus. “Do you… want to?”

Zoe nodded emphatically, Shana could tell that much. Clearly, the girl had given the idea some serious thought. “Yeah, I so want to. It sounds way hot!” Zoe cooed, then flashed a saucy grin.

“Doesn’t it, though?” Fuck, I’m gonna have sex with two little girls! Shana thought. There was a sharp jolt of pleasure at the realization, and then she felt her moment of release, bearing down like a tidal wave. “Oh! I’m g-gonna come,” she murmured, half-surprised at the suddenness of it.

When her orgasm hit, she clenched her jaw to avoid crying out. Her hands reflexively gripped the car seat, her head snapped back, eyes tightly shut. The flood of ecstasy washed her thoughts away, leaving only images floating in her mind of two naked little girls, both offering their pussies to her.

After the pleasure slowly faded, Shana took a deep breath and opened her eyes. Zoe was watching her, smiling. “Damn… that was amazing. Thank you, baby.”

“You’re welcome,” Zoe said, nodding to herself, pleased with her handiwork. Withdrawing her arm from beneath Shana’s skirt, she examined her sticky fingers for a moment, then shrugged and stuck them in her mouth, humming happily as she sucked them clean. She smiled innocently afterwards, perhaps oblivious to the effect she had on Shana.

In the mood to taste herself on Zoe’s lips, Shana leaned over and kissed the girl. A long, gentle kiss with no urgency behind it, just her need to enjoy the intimacy of Zoe’s lips against hers.

Opening her eyes, she drank in the view of the child’s face. So beautiful. Angelic. Flawless. All the cares in the world seemed to evaporate when she was with Zoe.

Shana parted her lips to speak. I love you, she very nearly said, but caught herself just in time.

Furious with herself, Shana clenched her left hand into a fist, fingernails biting into the palm. It wasn’t the first time that such feelings had bubbled up, that she’d been close to saying something stupid. Could she honestly be in love with a 10-year-old? Or was pervy infatuation clouding her judgment?

One thing was certain: nothing good would come from saying those words out loud. It would only make Zoe more needful, more dependent on her… and Shana couldn’t allow herself to play with the kid’s feelings any more than she already had.

Let it go, for God’s sake, she told herself. No point sulking about what you can’t have.

Shaking her head, she slipped an arm around Zoe, looking for something, anything to say to her. “So… sounds like you and Stacy get pretty hot and heavy together, huh? Just how many times have you had sex with her, d’ya think?”

Zoe opened her mouth to answer, then paused, thinking about it for a moment. “Uh… well, a bunch!” she admitted.

Shana chuckled. “All in a month, huh?”

“Yeah. Well, it’s like you said, nobody thinks we’re up to that kinda stuff, so it’s easy. And she’s pretty great. I mean, even when we’re not fooling around.”

Something in Zoe’s tone caught Shana’s attention. “You like her a lot, huh?”

“Yeah…” Zoe began, then she looked up at Shana. “Oh. I mean, not like—”

“It’s okay,” Shana interrupted. “I’m glad you have a… special friend,” she said, stamping down hard on a twinge of jealousy. It’s better for Zoe, having a girlfriend her own age. End of story.

Glancing out the window, Zoe suddenly said, “Oh, this is my street!”

“Well then, I guess this is it. But I’ll see you again in a few hours,” Shana said.

They came together for one final kiss that lasted until the car came to a stop, then drew apart a moment before Matthew opened the rear door.

“Thanks,” Zoe said, gazing up at the clean-cut man. Climbing out, she hit Shana with a dazzling grin. “See you tomorrow!” the girl exclaimed, then bounded up the walkway towards her home. Shana watched Zoe’s bottom jiggle as she ran, feeling an unexpected flicker of lust at the sight.

When Zoe reached the porch, she swiveled about and waved, calling “Bye!”

“Bye,” Shana murmured, waving back with a sigh. Tomorrow morning already seemed to be an eternity away. And that evening, she’d be sleeping alone.

Matthew had returned to the driver’s seat, and his voice now came through on the intercom. “Is there anywhere else you wish to go?”

“No, Matthew,” Shana replied, settling into her seat. “Let’s just go back to the hotel.”

On to Part Three!