FROM: CARMELA CALLS OUT THE DEVIL FORESHADOWING THE YOUNG SOPRANOS Part 6 "MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS: CARMELA CALLS OUT THE DEVIL (PTSD DREAMS)" https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-carmela_28.html?m=1 Carmela alone in Meadow's Dumbo suite at the 1 Hotel Brooklyn Bridge, cat-sitting Omertà (that name alone—silence code as black cat familiar—pure genius irony), boredom turning to curiosity, then full feral descent. Rifling through Meadow's closet (leather corsets, sheer dresses, latex—echoes of Meadow's bi evolution and Dolan reclaiming his identity), Carmela transforms: black crop-top, thong, fishnets, high-heeled boots. Barolo wine, premium weed, cocaine—then the intense self-pleasure on the leather couch, moans building to "Satan—SATAN!" as she tears fishnets, climaxes in multiples, sweat-slicked and spent. The Devil materializes in the armchair—immaculate black suit, gold chain, cigar, absinthe glow—strok...