Re: Snippet: Anne-Lise's Snippets (26/?)

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> Yup, just sit here and think about it. 
> And have a stiff drink...or two.
> Maybe a cold shower...

Its nice to have an effect on people. :>

Anne-Lise.

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After a small cab ride that had Buffy's head spinning, they arrived 
at Sheila's LA apartment. It was a spacious affair, with artful decor 
that was reminiscent of Buffy's mother's tastes, a fact that didn't 
pass unnoticed to the Slayer. The view was magnificent, a panoramic 
vista of LA's lights, high enough up not to hear the whine of the 
traffic, the moans of its people.
As Buffy admired the view, Sheila came up behind her, placing her 
hands on Buffy's shoulders and sneaking a light kiss.
"I love the view," Buffy murmured whimsically and turned to face 
Sheila.
"You're more beautiful," Sheila stated. She brought both hands up to 
Buffy's cheeks and kissed her full on the lips. Buffy melted into the 
kiss, feeling as content as when they'd danced together only an hour 
before. Their kisses grew heated as raw passion welled up within 
Buffy, sybaritic pleasure, primordial lust. As Buffy's tongue 
caressed and probed, Sheila felt overwhelmed by this nubile, 
exquisitely beautiful, and overpoweringly female young woman who 
assaulted her senses with a passion she hadn't felt in years.
She took Buffy's hand. "My bedroom?" she asked, hoarsely, 
breathlessly.
Buffy nodded and allowed herself to be led into a luxurious bedroom.
A bedroom already occupied by a naked redhead Buffy knew well. And 
a shocked, embarrassed, and equally nude woman she thought she knew 
equally well.
"Mom?" Buffy whispered, and fainted.

*

Buffy came to only a few moments later.
"Anne, are you okay?" Sheila asked concerned.
"Anne?" Joyce and Willow chorused, mystified.
"Buffy, where the hell have you... What... Are you okay?" 
Conflicting emotions warred within Joyce.
Buffy looked up from the floor, her mind still groggy from shock, 
alcohol and the impact.
"Oh... I'm just great."
Sheila stared at Buffy with wide eyes. "You're Buffy? Joyce's 
daughter?"
Willow grinned. "Wanna come join us?" she asked.