She made a beeline to her cabin, so Tasha and I followed her. We got into the cabin before Sasha could lock the door. Tasha hugged her and asked her w...hat was wrong.“She said that she was horrible and that she made you hate her. She then told me what you just did and she got hysterical when Tasha asked her if you had hurt her. She screamed ‘NO! DAMNIT! I HURT HIM! I tried to fuck him.’ She said that you were so pissed that you pushed her really hard. She said that she grabbed all her stuff and. A book, I thought. Why didn’t I bring a book? Everyone has a book to read on a train. Even the little girl behind me.I opened my eyes, and thought for a split second that I caught her looking at me, her eyes quickly dropping back to her phone. But I could have been wrong.She wasn’t looking now anyway, she had found a notepad in her purse and was writing something on it, checking her phone now and then, so my eyes went to her legs. They were long, sexy legs. The kind you could easily imagine. None of them ever treated her like a woman. They all saw her as Buffy's little sister. " It probably won't ever get any better" she thought. "Besides Zander has his own girlfriend who is apparently some sort of immortal daemon slut, who has been fucking men for hundreds of years, so how could I ever hope to compete?" "Hi there kiddo, how it going?" said a female voice next to Dawn. Dawn turned to see a voluptuous blonde sitting next to her. The stranger was dress in super tight latex paints,. He held her hand as she was lead to a booth. He slid in, and then she followed, taking a moment to smooth the hem of her skirt as she crossed her legs under the table. Also at the table were a few other guys, and another girl, a blonde. She was in a rather animated conversation with one of the men there, and his hand was well up her dress, and I was sure a public display of affection was just minutes away. Her fingers clenched hard on the table gave away her passion.Angela was sitting there,.