And the cry stopped there, as I saw her up close.She was most definitely dead. Her head lolled sideways, a thin trickleof blood at the corner of her m...outh. Her open eyes stared in twoslightly different directions, the totally relaxed pupils sightless andblank. Half of her rib cage was caved in, and blood had bloomed likeroses across the Little Black Dress. The dress she had worn because shethought I was about to turn back into a man. The dress she had worn forme.How could I have thought she'd. Xander stood up not worrying about displaying his naked manhood to his long-time best friend.Propping her head up on her hands, "So it is true... what they say about guys and hard-ons in the morning?"His only response was a raised middle finger as he headed for the bathroom.Willow admired his ass muscles as they tensed with each forward step until he was out of sight and then plopped her head once again back on a soft pillow.* * *Dawn, still displaying her own glories, walked in on the young. He wasn't usually like that but if Craig was going to practice, so was he. The guys thought it would have been nice if the girls changed in the bedroom, instead of the bathroom. Beth called Craig to her side as she put on her makeup. "Take your powder out of your purse and do your forehead. You were perspiring pretty good when we came in." Mimicking her, he did as she asked. "That ok?" He asked when he was finished. "Perfect. You did fine." She said with a smile. It was cute, the way he. He rushed upstairs and tossed his clothes over the bed and got a glimpse of the dress she threw in earlier. He walked in and grabbed the dress and held it up to his face and took a whiff of her scent. It was surreal. He held the dress and leaned over and picked up her panty, and did the same. Maya felt like a teenager as she walked around with wide grin on her face as she toed around the kitchen, cooking. She was completely lost in her own world thinking about everything that just happened a.