Shocked I look around, almost as if to check if anyone is looking at me. As I go to accept the request a message from him pops up.'I can see you, acce...pt my request.' Now looking around frantically and embarrassed I accept the request and finally see him staring at me from a shop window. I don't even notice James sitting down across from me, because I can't break my gaze with Michael. The thoughts are running wild in my head and my pussy is getting moist, so I shift uncomfortably in my seat.. It did suggest though what they might have been talking about and I put it out of my mind. Get laidI think I heard this is American films first, probably the Russ Meyer films I went to see in the 80s. They were an important part of me beginning to realise what things were about, or at least the very start of that process. I still didn’t relate ‘getting laid’ with anything to do with sex, I knew people slept together but I’d never made the step of connecting that to having sex, and getting laid. 'Cause maybe then... I'll have a chance." Faith..." 'Cause I don't just want to follow that "get some, get gone" thing I always say. Not anymore. Not with you. If I ever get a chance, anyway. If I ever get a chance, I won't screw it up. 'Cause I love you... Buffy." It felt weird, saying her full name, not just "B", but it was the only way she could show Buffy that she was serious."Faith..." Buffy said.Faith walked away, unable to look back. She went straight for the nearest bathroom, locked the. Ron thought the rest of the evening should be quite interesting and it was.Back at her apartment she invited him to come in. Once inside she didn't say anything but just took his hand and led him to her bedroom. There after one kiss she started to take off her clothes and he followed suit.Making love with her was pretty similar to what had happened the last time he was with her and it was good. She had once told him that giving head was her favorite thing to do in making love. When he wasn't in.