This is my first attempt; well, my first post at true erotica for BAM

I hope I can do this particular genre some justice?

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SNAP SHOT

by mel

This Post is Rated PG 13+ ;~)

Subsequent Post S/B Rated from R to NC 17

~ A BAMrotica Ficlette ~

Part I ~ Gimme Shelter...

The rain fell at a menacing pace as the sexy dark blonde crossed the busy downtown intersection at Tenth and Parkside, wondering to herself if this day could get any worse...and at that exact moment she found out when a huge

Mack truck came barreling by leaving a very drenched, very irate diminutive woman in it's wake. "Son-of-a-BITCH!" The woman hurled at the driver of the 4 ton monstrosity that just splashed at least 6 buckets worth of muddy cold water on her.

Witnessing the entire fiasco from a nearby bar and nightclub, the tall shapely dark haired woman couldn't help but spit out a slight chuckle, not really meaning any harm in her reaction, because she could definitely relate to the day the blonde was obviously having. Adjusting the lens of her camera she starts pointing it back in the general vicinity of her unsuspecting subject, now realizing that said subject is moving in her direction she removes the visual image recorder from her neck and places it back in it's red leather case.

Barging in the darken nightclub, "Hey," speaking to the man behind the bar, "where's your ladies room?" the short woman barked shaking the excess water off herself as she did.

"Overthere," pointing to the enclave between the entrance and winding staircase, "but that's for paying customers only," the slender light brown haired medium height man said with a smirk.

"Are you shitting me, I need to use the ladies room, and yo-"

"Why don't you try saying please," a soft sensual voice lulled from the corner booth that had a view of the street as well as the entire club floor, "it might yield you a much better result," the brunette finished with a smirk.

"And who the hell are you?" The blonde spewed.

"Obviously, your manners since it appears that you've left them at home today," The brunette's smirk evolved into a full blown smile that caught the little woman off guard...momentarily.

"Well, you know what lady, I don't owe you, the bartender or anybody else an explanation about what a incredibly piss ass day I've had. So, Don't Start With Me, OKAY!" The small framed woman roared, as she walked to the booth where the taller woman had been sitting and observing the little lady's every move just moments ago. Placing her drenched linen and cream-colored blazer that was now practically covered with dirty water over the back of the two adjoining booths. Now glancing up at Bianca, she noticed how truly beautiful the brunette was and was taken aback again. Finding her composure, she decided to take the taller woman's advice, sort of. "Do you mind ~ if I put my jacket here, it's soaked... as you can see," the little lady ended her query with a bit of a snarky grin that Bianca caught and thoroughly enjoyed. "Sure...I mind, the coat rooms over by the entrance," Bianca couldn't resist messing with the sexy pint-sized woman. Maggie just cut the brunette a look then took a seat in the booth. Bianca stared at the dark blonde then said, "Take a load off why don't you?" She shook her head and began to chuckle quietly.

"What's so damned funny?" Maggie asked bitterly.

"You." The brickhouse replied.

"What about me's so funny?" Maggie inquired with obvious irritation.

"I don't know," tapping a well manicured nail on the table, "just the way you came bursting in here demanding this and that," the dark haired woman with the soulful brown eyes stated as she leaned in some so she could get a little closer to the shorter woman that she was finding quite attractive.

"Well I'm glad I can amuse you," Maggie chirped as she reached for a napkin that was setting in front of Bianca.

Bianca smacking Maggie's hand away and then giving her a disapproving gaze, "You really don't have any manners, do you? If you want something...Ask, Politely."

The blonde just sat there a second, looking down at her hand then up at Bianca, still kind of dumbfounded at what just happened, "Did you just spank my hand? And scold me ~ like a child?" Maggie inquired, eyeing the brunette pensively.

"You were acting like a child ~ so I treated you like one," Bianca relayed matter-of-fact as she took a sip of her Chardonnay.

"You know what, I don't have to put up with this ~ I can go elsewhere, I'm sure there's some establishment out there that's more than willing to-"

"What ~ put up with your shit...I don't think so," the brunette didn't mince her words with the little woman.

"And you say I'm rude. Lady, and I use that term tentatively, at least I have an excuse but yo-"

"Tentatively ~ that's such a big and impressive word for such a little thing as yourself ~ yes in deed. It's quite a mouthful. And it's Bi~an~ca," the photographer oozed, lacing each syllable with want and punctuating it with an invitation for well... ya know ;~)

"Wha?" the taunt dark blonde shakily queried.

"You heard me...and what do they call you...besides lil' bit," the shapely brunette laughed out loud as she sat gazing intently in the blonde's hazel eyes waiting for her to respond.

"Oh, so now you have short jokes do you, well, listen up...you, pointing an accusatory finger at Bianca,...Amazon woman, I don't appreciate being called derogatory names!" The short blonde chastised the brunette.

"Muhm, Amazon woman, I like that. Me Tarzana, gently beating on her chest ~ you Jane," Bianca finished pointing to the drenched woman.

The blonde just shook her head got up and was about to leave when the voluptuous woman stopped her by grabbing her wrist, "so now you're man handling me in conjunction with the name calling," Maggie's gaze was fixated on the brunette as she spoke.

"Sorry, I...um, didn't mean to hurt you." Bianca explained sincerely to the tiny blonde.

"You know what, let me make it up to you, take off those wet clot-"

"EXCUSE ME!" The pint sized plus lady scoffed.

"Hold on, before you go all postal on me,...what's your name, anyway?"

"Maggie, Maggie Stone," the damp well dressed blonde relayed.

"That's a good strong name. Are you Irish?"

"Part Irish and part Italian. And you?"

"Irish, Greek and Moroccan."

'Very beautiful mix,' Maggie thought to herself, checking the woman out thoroughly.

"And what I was so innocently," knowing full well that it was not so innocent; a small blush sneaking up on Bianca's face, "trying to propose to you if you'd give me half a chance was that I could have your outfit cleaned and returned to you within the next 45 minutes to an hour. If your not in such a big hurry?" she completed her sentence leaning back into the booth with a somewhat confident smirk eclipsing over her gorgeous features.

After careful deliberation Maggie began to interrogate the brunette; leery of her motives, "so am I suppose to strip down to my Victoria's right here or do you have a particular place in mind...I'm sure your bartender friend" motioning to the man by the bar area, "wouldn't mind?" Maggie giving Bianca a knowing wink and a hint of that wickedly provocative smile that enraptures all the ladies.

Leaning forward, "well I sure as hell wouldn't mind but...um, Steven over there," Bianca pointing to the club's manager standing at the bar checking over the inventory, "wouldn't care much...you see, he's gay too," the brunette said with an equally wicked smile emanating from her lips.

"Oh...he is, huh, and he's the manager ~ I thought he was the bartender? When I first came in he was standing behind the bar wiping out a glass, ya know...so I ass-"

"Yeah, you sure were ~ acting like one when you stormed in here 20 minutes ago."

"Alright, I'll admit I was a bit of a brat when I got here, but I was cold and wet...and extremely pissed off, so uhm, I wasn't on my best behavior," the blonde replied a tinge of apology in her tone.

"And what about now you're still wet...and...Bianca smiled casting her gaze at the petite woman's chest, "very cold looks like."

Maggie tilting her head downward now realizing what the brunette was so amused by. "You've got a one track mind, you know that," the hazel eyed woman said as she brought her elbows up on the table, her arms covering up her hardened nipples that were the object of the taller woman's lewd musings just seconds ago.

A petulant expression gracing her soft features, "Aww, I was really enjoying the view," Bianca cooed.

"Yeah, I know you were, that's why I blocked it." Maggie countered matter of fact.

"Well the offer still stands, I'll have your outfit cleaned and if you'd like you can take a shower ups-"

Intervened by the blonde saying, "You don't quit, do you? You genuinely want to see me naked," 'Because I most certainly wouldn't mind seeing you in the buff,' Maggie thought to herself.

A slight chuckle escaped Bianca lips, "Maggie, you know what ~ stay wet," the brunette smiled, a lingering look passing between them, "and cold, that's your call," the shapely woman conveyed nonchalantly.

"What's upstairs anyway? Some VIP room with private adult entertainment or something?"

"Yes Maggie, there's live nude girls in the upper lounge, ah huh, yup, you got it," Bianca said sarcastically.

"Well, what's up there then?" The blonde whined.

"If you had let me finish in the first place I would have told you ~ my office is right up those stairs, there's a shower, I've got a kitchenette with a fridge, a stove, etc...it's a pretty nice little space," the brunette concluded.

"Oh, so you're," with some hesitation, "the owner?"

"Ding, ding, ding, give the little lady a prize," Bianca teased.

"You're a real smart ass, Bianca, but I'm sure you already know that, don't you?" the blonde relayed as she ran a hand thru still rain washed hair.

"Yeah, I've been told. Say are you hungry I was gonna order some take-out."

"Yes please, I'm famished," Maggie beamed, she hadn't had anything to eat all day.

Picking up her cell and pressing #3 on speed dial, "Hi, Ry, It's Bianca, yeah, I know, I know, mom's great...as usual, how's Greenlee...and Emma, good, good...yeah, ah, no, actually," smiling at the blonde, "today I have two orders..."

Part II ~ To Come Soon?

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