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[Chaosengine]

Xander sat beneath the canopy of a great elm standing in BonBon park. Putting quill to paper, he penned out a scene in which a lone wanderer was terrorized by a living tree of terror. As the day went on, he became overwhelmed with fatigue and his eyelids became weary. Losing track of the time, he nodded into slumber... succumbing to the sandman.

Awaking with a start, he peered about drowsily... surrounded by dread night. Leaping to his hooves, he glanced about in a panic, his heart pounding. Dashing down the dark street, he leapt through the first lighted door he spotted, mindless of it's occupants.

"H... hello?" He called out. "Do pardon my intrusion..."
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

Within the lit doorway was the art gallery of Quanesha, one of Bon Bon's photographers and, in her opinion, the best. Quanesha had been re-arraning some of the photographs she had all around on the first floor gallery, taking down old ones for storage, putting up new ones, taking pictures that had been purchased so she could package them.

Before going to bed she wanted to make sure the gallery looked nice so that when she got up she could drink coffee and open shop right away. She also had to do some cleaning up on the second floor where her less 'innocent' photography took place.

As for her attire, at this time of night she wore more or less a 'cut down' form of her day cloths. Instead of a black top and tight black pants, she wore a black tube top and tight black short-shorts. Risque as could be, but she didn't mind. She enjoyed when she was looked at and had no probelm walking around in the skimpiest cloths with the windows open. She'd even done it naked on occasion, but she found that wearing the skimpy cloths left things to the imagination which drove men and women wilder than seeing it all at once.

When she heard hooves enter her door she turned around to see who it was. Not recognizing the ram she said "Ello der sir," putting a picture down on the floor "No intrusion atall. What kin I do ya for?" The man looked rather troubled, as though he were running from someone and Quanesha hoped that he wouldn't be bringing trouble with him.
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

Xander smiled politely and removed his bowler hat. Trying to compose himself, he bowed the the lovely Gecko and introduced himself.

"My name is Xander Ironfield... author..." He looked back timidly. "I simply had to get away from that dreadful night... it... troubles me. I hope you don't mind..."

He looked to her pleadingly, hoping she wouldn't toss him out into the horrible darkness.
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

She gave the Ram a look-over as he removed his hat and gave her a polite bow. Troubled by the night? Well he does write horror she thought. She also sympathized with him. She wasn't a fan of the night or of dark either.

"Aye, you can stay here mon" she said "I'm not a fan of the dark either. I love to see things" she said while flaring her arms out and twirling, pointing at her entire gallery at once, "Da colors and shapes! Life mon! Life is too beautifool to be lost at night, dontcha know?"

After coming down from her self elation at the world she faced Xander again and said "Pleased to meetcha Mister Xander. I'm Quanesha, photographur." and she returned the bow he had given her.
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

The ram exhaled a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, my dear Quanesha, thank you so much!" He smiled warmly. "You have quite an impressive gallery! I would like to see more."

He spun his umbrella on one arm and placed it on the nearby coat rack, along with his jacket. Turning to the gecko, he smiled again.

"You yourself are quite lovely too, my dear."
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

Quanesha smiled a big smile when Xander said he wanted to see more of her work. She loved showing off her photography to people, and his complement to her was welcome as well.

"Aww," she said, "Flattery will getcha everywhere mon." she gave him a wink and said "I be glad to give ya the gran' tour. This room is mah scenery gallery," she swept her hand along one of the walls, "Dese picture 'ere are from mah homeland and dose on dat wall over dere are from around Bon Bon," she said as she pointed towards the wall with pictures of the town and the areas around it.
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

Xander carefully examined the multitude of photos Quanesha pointed out to him. He eyed them carefully, especially interested in the ones from her homeland.

"My dear, such a fascinating looking place!" He exclaimed. "I have been to some exotic locales, but never such as this! I would like to see it in person one day."

The ram continued studying the pictures, photography being somewhat unknown to him. His childhood and much of his upbringing gave him knowledge only of oil paintings and the like.

"Yes, yes... fascinating indeed!"
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

Quanesha followed Xander's eyes from one picture to another. "Ya" she said after the comment on her homeland, "Jamaica is a beautiful country. So warm and bright and the nicest people in da world. Everyone smiles dere." she sighed with a longing memory. Her eyes glassed over as she stopped seeing her gallery in Bon Bon and instead saw the clear blue skies and warm sandy beaches she frolicked along as a child.

She eventually came back to the present and, blinking, looked about then said "Over here in de other room is a buncha poses. People from Jamaica and from Bon Bon, family photos, poses people didn't want ta keep. All hung up with dere permission of course" she said, tapping Xander's elbow to get him to follow her to the room across the hallway where the walls were decorated with slightly smaller pictures, each one with a person or people standing or sitting on benches, stones, couches, beds, stools, pretty much wherever they fancied, all smiling at the camera.
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

Ironfield followed the Gecko gazing at the gallery she presented. All manner of folk stood in various poses, each smiling and happy. It made him relax and forget about the unpleasantness he had run from only moments before.

"There is something about this 'photography' that captures something in people that a painting cannot." He replied.

Xander turned his gaze to Quanesha, admiring how attractive she was, as well.

"You are very talented." He smiled.
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

"Why thank you," Quanesha said after he complimented the art of photography, "Its because a painting has an extra medium between da product and da subject; da painter him self. A painting is only ever as da painter sees his subject. Photography requires much skill, as does painting, but it captures da raw essence of de person being photoed. Its dem, no filter of de artist's mind, no limits of paint on canvas. All da color and all da details. Like look at da trees in da background, you can see da wind, and look at the grass at the foot of da bench. No matter how good an artist is, dey just cannot get every single shadow, every crease and bend."

Not for the first time, Quanesha found herself getting aroused at describing the superiority of photography and explaining how good the pictures were. Her niples grew hard under her top and became distinctly visible through the tight fabric. Not that she cared; being an exhibitionist she'd enjoy Xander staring at her.

"Aww, why dank you mon" she said with a smile when he complimented her work. "If we go to da next room you can see some objective photos; nothing fancy, just pictures of chairs and benches and doors. Its mostly me experimenting with new flash powder formulas and light filters on da lenses. It gives things a more artsy look while maintaining- usually- the same details as my normal photos"
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

Xander couldn't help but notice the photographers nipples hardening under her top. He continued to admire her work, but kept coming back to the obvious signs of arousal.

"Well, my dear, please continue." He replied, with a husky tone.
_________________
"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

Quanesha escourted Xander into the final quarter of her first floor gallery so he could see the rather random objects she had photographed with various flash intensities and mixtures and various light filters on the lens. The differences were all labeled clearly in ink on the frames of the picture so that people- including Quanesha- could see the differences. For them it was a way to select different ways for her to photograph her customers, for her it was references for what she had tried and what she could still try.

"And dat is de end of da tour for da first floor." she said, "If you want to see ze less child-appropriate pictures, mah second floor gallery is more suited for da tastes of Bon Bon." she finished with a potentially sly smile.
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

"That sounds delightful!" Xander replied, with a blush. "If you don't mind me asking... are there pictures of yourself?"

He shuffled nervously as he scanned her body, a hint of lust in his voice.
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

Quanesha giggled and said "But of course there are pictures of me. I'm one of my favorite things ti take pictures of" she said as she led him out into the hall by the entrance, then up the stairs. The steps bent around a onehundred and eighty degree turn before coming to a door. She opened it and and let him in. Within the large second floor htere were many items of furniture and false backgrounds- massive images of landscapes or different looking walls. There were beds, couches, chairs, benches, bathtubs and tables. Along one wall was a plethora of sex toys ranging from dildos to whips to chains to handcuffs and anything any customer ever requested for a photo shoot. The two walls that weren't designated for accessories or backgrounds was covered with pictures of individuals pleasing themselves, couples copulating- gay and straight- threesomes, foursomes, orgies, tasteful nude pictures, nude poses, and even a few that looked like peeping-tom photographs. IN a good moany of them, Quanesha was among the people having sex or one of the people pleasing themselves.
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

Following the Gecko, a mischievous grin on his ram face, Xander walked up the long and winding stairs. Entering the upstairs room, he walked about, staring wide eyed at the plethora of suggestive background pieces.

"Oh my..."

Turning his attention to the photographs on display, he marveled at the variety of situations and species. His attention always came back to that of his host, the Jamaican gecko. Her smoothly scaled figure and impressive breasts enticed him. Causing a rise in his ram-hood, he turned and smiled hungrily.

"You make for an excellent subject, madame."
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

"Why thank you" Quanesha said, her eyes firmly fixed on the growing bulge in Xander's pants. "I like to have my photograph taken. This way people can take a good look at me whenever they want. All the pictures of me are for sale by da way, in case you want to decorate your home with a little less class...or just have somethin' to look at from time to time." She winked at him. In light of her exhibitionism, she loved to sell pictures of her self. The blusehs she gets on the street when she sees someone who had bought her were total turn-ons.

"And since I'm not yet that tired, if you want a few photos of yourself taken I'd be glad to serve ya." she added, always having a keen mind for business.
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

"Well, what could it hurt..." He grinned. "I'm no Adonis, mind you..."

He rubbed the back of his head nervously and fidgeted about. Looking over the pictures, he selected a few of the lurid, solo shots of Quanesha and turned to her politely.

"I shall purchase these, if you do not mind."

The ram's bulge seemed larger than before, becoming harder and harder to conceal.
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

"Very well" Quanesha said as she glanced at them, "Fifteen flourins each for those two, but twenty for that one. So fifty flourins for da bunch." she said, heading back for the door as her moneybox was down on the first floor, "And if ya want pictures taken they're five florins per shot, whether you think it looks good or not." That was her main money maker, since a photoshoot could run over a hundred pictures in three hours. She didn't advertise that fact, and often people were having so much fun that they lost track of time and picture count. If they paid in advance Quanesha kept a very accurate count.

"I'll set up one of da beds up here for ya unless ya want to borrow a lantern to go home." she offered to Xander as she went back down the stairs, thinking he may have calmed down enough to venture back outside if given a source of light.
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

"Out... side?!" He quivered. "I... I... can't go out there... not till morning!"

He trembled visibly, barely able to retrieve his florins. He still intended to have a few pictures snapped, but hoped that the gecko wouldn't toss him out into the cold, evil night.

"What would you like me to do?" He asked, shakily.
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

Quanesha was a tad surprised by how instantly Xander had gone back to being terrified but waved a soothing hand. "Now calm down, I won't be throwin' ya out or anything." She took the money and put it in the hidden safe, handing him back some change. She then wrapped up each of his pictures in a small box so that he could carry them easily, safely in case they were dropped, and he wouldn't have to worry about people seeing the explicit content he carried; the pictures were his business now and no one elses.

"Well if ya want some photos taken ya gotta decide whatcha want. Want a plain one like in da pose gallery?" she asked, pointing across the first floor towards the room where acceptable poses were, "Or want somethin a little more spiceh?" she asked, pointing up through the ceiling. Assumign that was what he wanted, she continued "When we get upstairs you can pick accessories and where you want da photos to be taken. I would recommend you not pick da bed I'll be settin ya up in since most people don't want to sleep in dere own erotic remainders. if ya do," she shrugged "To each dere own. I don't judge, I just supply."
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

"Well... " The ram tugged at his collar. "Is it possible to... include you..."

Xander found the gecko sultry and sexually attractive. He forward nature about her body and the subject matter in general aroused him. The town seemed to bring out such things and he hoped to enjoy it as much as he could. He quickly grew nervous and babbled.

"I hope that wasn't rude, I meant no offense!"
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

Quanesha's grin spread into a big smile as she walked out from behind the sales counter. "But of course ya can! You saw me up dere with other clients in mah photos. I'm always ready to serve a customer" she walked past him and towards the stairs, her tail flicking his rear as she passed, "Lets getcha upstairs and get your scenery set up. How many photo angles do ya want? I can get just one camera set up or up to a dozen. Da more angles we have da better pictures you can get, but it'll cost ya more per scene and it'll take me more time to set them up between each volley of pictures" she explained it all as she led him back up to the second floor, waiting for him to choose a bed, couch, bench, floor mat, anything he wanted to nail her on.
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

"Oh my..." He lit up with excitement. "The sofa looks very lovely."

He followed her upstairs, looking up at her long tail and ample rear as he climbed. Arriving back on the higher floor, he approached the soft, beautiful couch and began disrobing. His body was rather average in build, but sported snow-white fur. His erection, on the other hand, was not average by any means.

A long, smooth cock sprang up from his waist. It gently throbbed in time with his heartbeat, showing a bright red and emitting great heat.
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

Quanesha watched the Ram undress as she fetched one of her cameras. She went over to the sofa he indicated and started to line everything up. "Someone's eager eh?" she asked with a slightly playful tone as she got the range and focus just right. She grabbed a few flash packets and lined them up on the metal plate that would let her direct the light to their future passionate embrace. Once it was ready she grabbed the trigger and an extension wire and pulled it over to the couch so that she could fire the pictures as they fucked.

Once that was ready she pulled her top off over her head and tossed it out of frame of the camera. Pulling down her shorts so that she was as naked as Xander was she tossed them aside as well then approached him so that her tail could sweep his cloths away as well. "Okay den" she said, her tail wrapping around his hardon and tugging gently so he'd follow her to the couch, "What position do ya want to start in?" she asked.
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

Xander watched Quanesha hungrily as she zipped about, setting things up with a practiced hand. He gasped slightly as her smooth, strong tail entwined his rock hard member. Staring at her with warm lust, he rubbed her tail lovingly.

"I would like to hold you on my lap first, to lick and kiss you..." He smiled. "I like to start things warm and sweet, if you don't mind."

He carefully leaned in and kissed her lips softly, grinning as he did.
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

Quanesha smiled at Xander and said "I don't mind at all honey" then returned the kiss, her tail squeezing and smoothly sliding up and down his erection. In the middle of the kiss she squeezed the trigger in her hand and one of the flash packets went off as a picture was snapped. One down, five to go before she had to stop Xander's fun and set up the camera again. She used to give the trigger to her customers so that they could snap the pictures when they felt it was right, but she soon found that not only did they stop flashing photos when the sex started, the few they did were usually ill-timed and the appearance was overall very crappy. Now she held the trigger and she took the pictures when she knew they would be good.

Quanesha rested one knee on the seat of the couch while lifting the other leg up and wrapped it around Xander's midsection, exposing both of their eager loins to the camera for a second flash of the camera then she began to move herself closer to his lap so she could sit on it as he requested.
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

"Splendid..." He remarked in a husky tone.

The ram's hands moved to her smooth, tight rump and caressed gently, squeezing her supple cheeks. He nuzzled his way into her impressive cleavage and kissed all over her plump globes. He pulled one of her puffy nipples into his mouth and suckled hungrily.

Xander wiggled his hips, rubbing his eager cock against her pretty gates, beside himself with a need to enter. He didn't care how many pictures it took, he wanted to ravage the Jamaican photographer all night.

"Mmmmm..."
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

Quanesha exhaled slowly as Xander's hands caressed her body all over. Two more pictures flashed as he nuzzled her chest then sucked on one of her nipples. She arched her back seductively and made sure to never cover Xander's face. The shoot was all about him after all since he was paying per picture.

As he wiggled his hips against her pussy she flashed the last shot then pushed off of his chest. "One sec" she said as she stood up off the couch and went back to her camera. She looked through it and readjusted the focus slightly, then moved the camera a foot to one side. She reloaded half a dozen flash packets then went back over to Xander and slid herself back into the pose she had just been in, or as close to it as she could manage. "Okay mon, ready." she said, finishing with a wink.
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Chaosengine]

"Excellent..." He whispered.

As she returned to him, he lifted her up slightly and sunk down on the couch, pressing his muzzle against her smooth, silky gates. Lapping gently, he tasted her sweet petals, murring adorably.

"My, Quanesha, you taste wonderful."
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"One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster.
The bars are temples, but the pearls ain't free...
You'll find a god in every golden cloister,
And if you're lucky then the god's a she..."

[grllover23]

Quanesha spread her legs as she sunk down and nuzzled her snatch. "Mmmmmm" she hummed as the pleasure began to coarse through her body. She shifted her self a bit so that her thigh didn't cover his face and she snapped a picture as his tongue first started to stroke her "Ahhhhh I know." she answered when he told her how she tasted. She took another flash photograph a few seconds later as her hips began to gyrate against his probing tongue.
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer