A Night to Remember, part 2

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Both women hurried out of La Maisonette, hand in hand, only fifteen minutes after arriving and without having a single bite of it's 5 star cuisine. Their once gorgeous dresses, tight in all the right places to show off their bodybuilder physiques, were now riddled with bullet-holes and ruined. Walkiria's massive washboard abs caught all of the grouping on her body while her date for the evening, Soviet Superwoman, bore the brunt of her damage right at chest level, exposing her nipples to the cold night air. Maia was just staring at her raven-haired partner in disbelief whilst the Russian had a stern countenance, her nostrils still flaring. The restaurant behind them had erupted into a flurry of activity, but neither of the women seemed to take notice as they stopped at the curb and waited for their car to be brought back around. Maia finally broke the silence.

"I CANNOT believe you just did that. Oh my God. I would have taken care of it if I had known you were going to take her and...and do THAT!" She stopped herself and put a hand to her mouth, stifling a loud chuckle. Olga turned to her slowly, still obviously irritated.

"You do know that wasn't Ultrawoman right?" Maia continued, nodding.

Olga snorted "Well perhaps when she is out of prison she will not make such foolish choices again."

"Prison, Hell, how about the hospital honey? Maybe if she gets out of traction. By the way, what was that you said to her right before she opened fire on us? My Russian is good I'll admit, but not like a native speaker."

"I called her rear end of horse...лошадиная задница. "

Maia rolled her eyes "Well it wasn't like she understood you or even gave a damn. I opened my mouth after that and she shot me. Shot both of us many, many times I might add. You know when Angie calls me, and she will call me, this is going to be worse than the Lin-with-the-phone-booth to just explain away."

"The way her eyes got big was priceless though, da?"

Maia chuckled again and just as quickly caught herself. "I didn't get that good at look before you were all over her. Honestly I was more pissed off about these dresses getting ruined at that point."

Olga shrugged and finally her features softened up. "Well I was trying to get you out of that dress eventually my Возлюбленная. Not quite the way I expected to I must admit."

Maia scowled and both women looked to the right as they heard the various sirens. Flying around the corner came a cacaphony of noises and flashing lights. Police cruisers, an ambulance and a fire truck all arrived rapidly on the scene, emptying out personnel like clown cars. Both amazonian women tried to look nonchalant, looking away as the various public servants rushed past behind them, barking orders and yelling to each other. Maia covered her face with her open hand as Olga looked down, covering her exposed chest with her powerful arm. Both winced as they made out some of the utterances coming from behind them over the various noises.

"BETTER GET THE JAWS OF LIFE JACOB!"

"God, can this night get any worse...where the hell is that car?" Maia whispered.

"HOW MUCH BLOOD YOU GUYS HAVE? IT MAY TAKE AWHILE TO EXTRACT HER."

At hearing that Olga couldn't help herself and burst out laughing. Maia looked at her shocked for a moment and then broke up laughing herself. Soviet Superwoman shrugged, exposing her nipples again and her massive lover held up a finger, both of them trying to contain their laughter and failing miserably.
"This is NOT funny...I'm the red-head, I'm supposed to be the fiery one!"

At that moment their car parked nicely in front of them, driven by the same attendant (with the same hard-on) from several gun-fire free minutes earlier. As they began to step off the curb the young man, having gotten out of the driver's seat, leaned over the hood and snapped several pictures of them with his cell-phone. Both women looked horrified, especially Olga given the injuries to her clothing. With a sheepish grin, the man dashed back towards the restaurant (and the police) as quickly as he could while yelling back over his shoulder:

"Thanks ladies, this will end up being worth far more than your tip!"

Maia took a few steps towards him and stopped as her scurried into the building. "Son of a bitch...and it's still early too. He'll have that sold and on the news all before 11:00. Could this date possibly get more fucked up? All we need now is Dark-Star to zip down and open fire on us both. Please kill me now."

Olga opened up the passenger door, still holding her lover's hand. "Don't worry, we still have time to stop him before he has that film developed."

Maia paused for a moment before turning back towards Olga and smiling warmly. "That's so sweet Honey, but sometimes I forget that you aren't used to the technology level here completely. Odds are he's selling it to the highest bidder online right now. Let's just get home fast before anything else happens. We still have time to make this a different kind of night to remember..."

To be concluded...
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A massive thanks to for this spectacular image of two of Angel Falls most glamorous and powerful heroines.

Walkiria is a creation of and used here with enthusiastic permission.

Soviet-Superwoman and the story were created by yours truly.

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