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Life: Altered 03.70 ~*~ Damned ~*~ Finale Part 1
Life: Altered 03.70 ~*~ Damned ~*~ Finale Part 1
Sam felt her come up behind her,
just a slow movement that she choose to ignore and pinch her *****. Sam jumped and turned, slapping the hand away
playfully. They’d been at the gallery
opening for an hour now, and Sam was bored out of her mind. For some reason, Alex wasn’t bored. She was working the crowd, something about
one of her ex girlfriends being an artist.
Just her luck.
“Damn Doc, it I weren’t a married
women….” Shane said with a laugh, and
Alex slid up behind Shane, slapping a pair of cuffs on her before she could
move. Alex leaned over onto her
shoulder, whispering into Shane’s ear.
“I’d have to arrest you for fooling
around with my women.” Alex said,
dangling the key in front of Shane as she stepped around her and Dana laughed
as she walked over to them.
“Shane, lover. What is going on?” She said playfully and no one really noticed
the four of them in the far corner of Bette’s new gallery. The place was packed, barely room for the
art, much less someone noticing four gorgeous women talking, and one
handcuffed.
“Can you get me out of this?” Shane asked in a pleading manner. She implored Dana with her eyes, and Dana
just crossed her arms. Sam reached back
and tugged Alex closer as Alex wrapped her arms around Sam.
“I think we should keep her like
that.” Sam said and Alex handed the key
to Dana, a smile on her lips.
“She’s all yours.” Alex turned to
Shane, “You look good all tied up, Dana you two should try that sometime.” Sam and Alex walked away, laughing and
whispering into each other’s ears.
“That was embarrassing.” Shane said as Dana unlocked her,
giggling. She took the cuffs and put
them into her purse. “Whatcha doing that
for?” Shane asked, rubbing her wrists.
“I might need them later.” Dana said laughing and Shane pulled her into
a kiss.
“Yes Mistress Dana…”
~*~*~*~*~*
Bette kissed Candace from behind,
and Candace grinned. The opening wasn’t
just a success, it was over the top.
They had more party crashers than people with invitations.
“You’ve got quite the turn out
here.” Candace said softly and Bette
nodded, having just gotten two other artist to agree show at her gallery.
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(4 votes, average: 4.25 out of 5)
That song was awesome, and I silently hope that Ro was out there somewhere listening to it. Onto the last and final chapter of this amazing fic!
Ro’s letter stung, because there was so much truth behind it. Feel so bad for poor Daisy.
We are losing five of the gang, How will the rest make it. stronger women. thanks bvh