Young, pretty and very pleasant, she may have had some success, with the men at least, had not the horror of the night on the mountain still been uppe...rmost in their minds. The best she could offer was counselling but few really heard or took in what she was saying.That night Bob asked Charley if she wanted to tell him about being spanked and caned. "I will Bob, but now is not a good time. There is too many unpleasant painful things on my mind at the moment," she answered and Bob left it at. No stereo or television, I did all I could to block as many obstructions as possible. The closest thing to outside noise was the sound of birds chirping in the tree outside my house. Fortunately our house was at the end of the road, a good quarter mile from the highway, which helped in keeping road noise to a minimum. I lay on my back on my large over stuffed couch, closed my eyes and then I did something I've never done before as I slowly moved into this 'other place.' I asked for a guide to. Just then there came a knock onthe door frame and Sandra stood there she noticed the teddy bear and hada bit of a smile on her face as Graham was still cuddling itsubconsciously. She thought it made him look a lot younger than his ageand she felt protective towards the small boy. Helen saw the attorneyand wondered why it was her and not someone from child services untilshe remembered that this woman was also a social worker and her husbandwas the missing person's officer. Sandra carefully sat. "And then - then there is a moment when even Faith disappears from Dawn's thoughts, if she can even be said to have thoughts. The sensation is so pure that thought is replaced with unmediated experience, and Dawn is not Dawn Summers, not the s*ster of the Slayer, not a human being with needs and desires, and Dawn cannot help but wonder if this is what it was like to be the Key, pure bodiless energy. Then she opens her eyes and she is Dawn again, and she is in a women's bathroom in the Cleveland.