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    A Walk on the Wild Side – Chapter 14

    Story written on August 2, 2005 by tbsaver.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=55797
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    An exciting development

    Tina scanned them all quickly, although in reality she really didn’t have to. After the first two shots she knew the first roll of film was everything she had hoped for . It showed Simba’s young cubs in full play mode.

    They had been just old enough for their hunting instincts to be showing, and often Lion cubs would practise this art heavily disguised in the form of play.

    she quickly scanned through shots showing them wrestling with each other, rolling over and over, tripping over their oversized paws, reminding her of when she was a little girl walking around precariously in her mothers high heels, which were a million sizes too big for her.

    Tina grinned at her childhood memory. Suddenly becoming still as she spotted the last picture on the roll.

    It showed the smaller of the two cubs lying on his front, his head tilted back. His sister on top of him, biting down on his short pointed ear. His sister was attempting to snarl menacingly although it was obvious by the angle of her jaw that she intended him no real harm. Her expression showing almost a mischievousness if that was possible, whilst her brother bore an expression of frustration as he tried to free himself from his sisters grasp by swiping his paw out in front of him.

     

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    After finishing developing the 5 rolls of film Tina had taken before her life was altered forever, the two exhausted women, finished the printing process, and were hanging the glossy paper prints onto the, by now, overcrowded lines above them.

    “God, I feel like an ant about to be crushed by a tickertape parade” Laughed Bette looking up at the paper above them, half expecting them to flutter down gently around them. She looked over at Tina, and taking her hand led her slowly back out of the dark room they had been ensconced in for most of the evening.

    “You look tired baby” she said leading her over to the make shift bed in which they had discovered themselves in earlier that day.

    She gently kissed her sweet lips, as she removed Tina’s clothing, whilst Tina leaned against her, eyes closed, both physically and mentally exhausted.

    Tina allowed Bette to lead her into bed, sighing softly as she felt the brunette’s soft skin against her back as Bette climbed into bed behind her, wrapping her in a protective embrace, her arms coming to rest across Tina’s taut abdomen.

    “Sweet dreams baby” Tina whispered resting her hands on top of Bette’s arms as they both drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

     

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    3. AMAZING!!!! Another AWESOME chapter ….as always can’t wait for you to put the next one out there for us… You must have posted this in the weeeee hours of the morning. ;-) So thank you and looking forward to the next installment!!!!

    5. WTF what do you mean I’m not special???
      Dude whats up with that?? lmao
      humm a tour guide shit, now I will really have to do a good job.
      It’s nice to see there was only good pic’s, can’t have any of the lions mouth, with those huge fangs.

    7. Gorgeous, superb, divine. Sometimes, like today, I have to literally tell my eyes to slow down, because I get so excited about reading the next word, the next sentence, that I try to rush through the story. Of course, the good part of that, is that I get to go back and read it again…just in case I missed anything the first time! Oh, and by the way, I was also a tour guide. Does that get me any points? Thank you for another wonderful moment in these two women’s lives.

    11. You have such a way with words. I loved how you likened the cubs wrestling to you walking around in your mother’s shoes as a child. That was such an easy connection to make when made that reference.

      Tina was so set on being disappointed. She was brave in what she thought was defeat. Nice to see that her attack was not all in vain.

      I love those tender moments that make you go all soft inside, like when they crawled into bed with each other. No drama, just a peaceful end to what could easily been heartache.

    12. I didn’t comment on the last chapter but I’m happy where ever you take this story. If you choose not to write the trip in you could always leave it for their future (thats if they are still together). I’m looking forward to read how the photos turned out.

    14. Yay! I’m soo happy that the pictures were everything that Tina hoped they would be. Looks like she’ll have a lot to work with in the future!

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