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    Blonde Angel

     

    Since the gallery had been running smoothly for awhile now, Bette was slowly trying to cut back hours and return to the world of the living again. She was on her way home and was supposed to meet Alice at her house about 10 minutes ago. She didn’t want to show up without an “I know I’m late again but please forgive me present” so she stopped at the local liquor store on her way home to get a bottle of wine.

     

    Bette had run into the store not noticing anyone costumers, not even the one browsing the shelves of where her favorite wine was held. Just as she was about to reach for it she saw another hand come into view. The hand was small and slender and well manicured. This hand was reaching for the same bottle as she was, and she quickly with drew to see who this hand belonged too. As Bette looked up she froze. The woman finished grabbing the bottle and looked up and smiled appreciatively to Bette and began to walk away.

     

    Bette remained standing there was what seemed like hours but was really only moments as she watched the blond angle walk away. The only thing Bette could process was her back is even more gorgeous than her front. Bette grabbed her bottle and headed towards the check-out hoping that she would get one more glimpse of the beauty. And as luck would have she arrived to the counter just in time to see the mysterious women turn as she walked out the door and wink at Bette. Bette stood there trying to comprehend what had just happened, but since she was unable to form cohesive sentences at the point it was no use trying to figure out why she was suddenly overwhelmed with emotion. The only thing she could think of was getting home so she could tell Alice all about it.

     

    Bette had proceeded to tell Alice the blow by blow of what happened and how it made her feel and then began to panic because she had never felt anything like it before. Alice was of course sarcastic and no help in Bette’s opinion, so here she was left to figure it all out on her own. Which wasn’t going to be easy since Bette had never experienced anything like this before and there was still the most Important thingwould she ever see the blond angel again?

     

    Tbc?

     

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    1. We are all schmucks for these B&T beginnings…cant seem to get enough of them!!! so you really have to continue with this one …gotta see where? when? and how???lol

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