I movedinto her songs, changing my phrasing to fit hers. My mood was lightening.At the end of this one I got a kiss. Her lipstick smeared on me. "Don'...twipe it off." She said and left the room. I didn't see how she opened thedoor in the wall but it closed seamlessly behind her and I saw no sign ofa door. Should I examine the wall? I thought not. I loved the taste ofher lipstick and the echo of her song. I went back to playing. Whenhungry I ate. When tired I slept.A few days later she came again.. “And if we dig him out, we dig Joey out.”“I see where this is going,” Fry said. “There is a way that it could work. If the Guardians clear the passage to the front door, they will uncover the bodies. It could be done during the winter when there are few people around. We would also want to arrange it so that it is not quite so easy to stumble upon if you happen to walk around the spring.”“But if the bodies were discovered somewhere in Turkey, say a long ways west of here,” Keith volunteered,. GREG WAS LOOKING INTO HER EYES WHEN SHE CAME. SHE ALWAYS OPENED HER EYES AT THAT MOMENT. HER LUST PUSHED HIM TO THE EDGE. HE THRUST INTO HER SEVERAL MORE TIMES, THEN PUSHED IN DEEP, CUMMING HARD INTO MARCIA’S TIGHT, HOT PUSSY. HE’D HAD OTHER GIRLS, BUT THERE WAS SOMETHING SPECIAL ABOUT MARCIA. TIGHT, HOT AND GORGEOUS, HE ALWAYS CAME HARDER AND LONGER WHEN HE FUCKED HER. AND SHE ENJOYED IT AS MUCH AS HE DID. SHE REALLY LIKED FUCKING AND SUCKING HIS BIG, STIFF PRICK.HE PULLED OUT OF HER AND. No one understood her. She felt like no one paid much attention to her anymore either.The group of new slayers kept growing, but no one had asked her to join them. And really, who was better prepared to be a slayer then her. She was Buffy’s s!ster. After everything that had happened, she sure had proved that she was worthy of this.The more Dawn thought of all this, the more she couldn’t stand being here in this room another minute. She got up, went to the closet and picked out her tightest.