came off stage and was taken to a room all ready for photographs to be taken. After the publicity shots were done, she could
join the party. The free tickets that had been given to act’s guests entitled them to come backstage and join the fun.
immediately noticed a pretty redheaded girl looking around the room. Her companion was somewhat shorter than her, but looked
cool and ‘laid back’, taking everything in his stride.
you see her? I can’t see her…’’ Willow whispered to Oz.
on, that guy looks like he’s coming towards us.’’
came over to them. ‘’You looking for Buffy?’’
won’t be long, just having some publicity photographs done.’’
right, thanks’’ Willow smiled.
on over to the table, get yourself some food. Can I get you a drink? Sorry, I should introduce myself...I’m William
Carling-Blake. I represent Aphrodite Records.’’ He held out his hand, and both Willow and Oz shook it.
Willow, this is Oz.’’
to meet you. So, what can I get you to drink?’’
just a soft drink for me, I’ve got to keep a clear head.’’ Willow said.
too, I’m driving.’’ Oz said
went away, returning with two glasses of ‘Club’ soda.
do?’’ Spike held up the two glasses of fizzy orange.
thanks.’’ The couple took the drinks.
this friend of yours, she been singing long?’’
was reiterating the story to Spike when a beaming Buffy appeared by their side, to the applause of the room. Putting her drink
down, Willow hugged and congratulated her friend, as did Oz.
is William. He’s from Aphrodite Records,’’ Oz said to Buffy, obviously impressed.
introduced himself. ‘’And you can all call me Spike!’’
looked up into the bluest eyes she’d ever seen, and she swore her heart skipped a beat. As his cool hand clasped
her rather warm one, she felt a definite frisson, like a little electric shock run through her.
chatted a while, then Spike had to take a phone call.
returned to her friends. ‘’What do you think, Will?’’
Records…I mean, do you KNOW just how big they are?’’ Oz asked.
I’ve heard of them all right, the ‘Mighty Aphrodite’ as they are always called in the papers’’
have some of the biggest names!’’ Willow said, then she added,‘’Has he offered you a contract?’’
he’s invited me to the studios tomorrow, to look around, and I can look over a contract, and he said that to prove they’re
not trying to rip me off, I can take it to any legal representative of my choosing to look it over before I sign.’’
fair enough to me,’’ Oz said, and Willow nodded in agreement.
wants to know, did you get her?" Xander asked Spike.
yet, but don’t worry, we will. I’ve invited her to the studios tomorrow.’’
Just as long as ‘Midnight Music’ doesn’t get her.’’
worries. That pillock Connor O’Neil is too bothered trying to get that crappy group to sign, he hasn’t even noticed
that lot that came second.’’
I thought they were good!’’ Xander said.
rolled his eyes and sighed.
would. THAT’S why you never get trusted to come and do these invitation signings. Xander...they have ‘one-hit-wonder’
written all over them, complete waste of time! Look, I must go, it looks like our little lady is ready to leave. Bye’’
ended the call and made his way back over to the trio.
about that. Business, you know.’’
understand. We’re going now, it’s been such a long day, and...‘’
completely understand, love. Here’s my card, ring me anytime.’’
tomorrow, can you tell me where the studio is exactly?’’
me!’’ Spike smacked his forehead. ‘’Don’t worry, pet, if you give me your address, I’ll
send a car for you.’’
beamed. Spike produced a small leather bound notebook and gold pen, and Buffy wrote down her address and phone number.
I ask for you, when I get there?’’ She looked straight into his eyes as she handed him both book and pen back
need, love, I’ll be in reception waiting for you. Are you going to bring a friend? I’ll need to know because
of the security passes?’’ Spike glanced at Willow.
Willow’ll have lectures tomorrow. It’ll be just me.’’
well, it’s been very nice to meet you.’’ Spike shook hands with Willow and Oz, and then he stood in front
then, pet. It’s been a pleasure to meet you.’’ He reached for her hand and placed a soft kiss on the back
of it. Buffy swallowed, and hoped he hadn’t noticed her shaking slightly.
floated to the parking lot!
Buffy – he’s gorgeous and that Brit accent, ooh!’’ Willow squeezed her friend’s arm as they
waited for Oz to bring round the van.
me about it!’’ Buffy said, grinning.
St John was having yet ANOTHER row with her father. Or rather, he was ranting, she was sitting there, waiting for him to finish.
could you do this, Dru? More importantly, how could you do this to ME, after all I’ve done for you, all I’ve spent
on you? Treatments and therapies don’t come cheap, I can assure you that!’’
father. I’m sorry.’’
You’re sorry – So am I, Dru! Is this anyway to behave in public?’’ Lord Netherbourne threw the tabloid
newspaper with its screaming headline ‘LORD’S DAUGHTER IN DRUNKEN
ANTI-WAR PROTEST’ at her.
of her drunken antics, off her face, topless in the Trafalgar Square fountains with five other ‘End the War’ protesters
decorated the front page. There were further pictures of them on pages two, three and four, showing them sitting
astride the lions, and sticking ‘End the War’ posters around the base of Nelson’s Column. They’d thrown
potassium permanganate crystals into the fountain so the water had turned purple, then added washing detergent so that
purple foam covered everything.
wasn’t just me!’’ Dru whined
young lady, let’s hope these types that you associate with can pay any fines due, because I’ve finally cut the
purse-strings. No more bailing you out, you are on your own!’’
father.’’ Dru kept her eyes downcast, hoping he’d finished his diatribe. No such luck, he continued until
Dru felt like screaming. She had the devil’s own hangover and just wanted to crawl back to bed and hide for a week.
an idler and a drifter, just like your mother. Couldn’t pin her down either, like trying to nail jello to the wall she
was, and YOU'RE just the same. Well, I won’t stand for it any more. You’ve got to start making your own way in
the world, young lady. I know you’ve had your problems, but your medication is sorted now, isn’t it? Drusilla,
are you listening to..."
father, I haven’t had any more bouts of my illness for nine months now’’
I’m sorry if you think I’m getting on at you Dru, but I have standing. The Party want me to be deputy leader –
I will NOT have you ruining my chances. I’m stopping your allowance as from today, and I want you to get a job. While
you live under my roof, you will abide by my rules, do you understand?’’
father. I’m sorry. Can I go now, please? I feel sick.’’
you may go." Dru stood too quickly, and swayed slightly. "And think on what I’ve said!’’ was her father’s
parting shot as she left the room.
god, yes, yes, harder, HARDER, FUCK ME, yes! Ooh yes…that’s it…don’t stop………oh,
oh, oh, ooooohhhhh…fuck!’’
cut! That’s a wrap, take ten everybody’’ The director moved off set.
disengaged herself from the guy she’d been bouncing around on for the last half an hour. She wrapped herself in her
robe and went to get a cigarette and a drink.
noticed that she’d got a message on her cell-phone, and read, ‘Does that offer of yours still stand? – I need
a place well away from here, ring me, love Dru’
minutes, Cecily. Next scene, it’ll be you and the Master, then the Master and Amy, then Bree will join in, okay?’’
Tucker…’’ She dialed Dru’s number. ‘’Dru – baby, what have you been up to?’’
need to, sweetheart. I saw it on BBC America…’’
god! My father has had enough of me.’’
chucked you out?’’
as. His outlook is so...so VICTORIAN! I don’t think he ever was a teenager. He went from prep-school straight to middle
age. So, can I come and stay with you for a while? I don’t want to be in the same country as him!’’
you can, honey. It’ll be quite like old times!’’
thanks Cec! You’re a real friend! I’ll ring you and let you know what flight I’m getting.’’
love. Look, gotta go, I’m on next. Bye!’’
pulled up in the carpark at Aphrodite records. He wanted to make arrangements for the following day, to book the car and sort
out Buffy's security pass and contract.
made his way up to the fourth-floor office. Xander was in, and still working.
you have a home to go to?’’ Spike asked frown/smiling at his colleague.
just wrinkled his nose.
parents…they are rowing all the time.’’
Spike said in surprise. He sat down behind one of the desks and opened up the computer.
keep meaning to get a place of my own, it’s just…’’ Xander trailed off.
tapped away at the keyboard, booking the car for tomorrow, arranging the security pass and getting a standard contract drawn
up. He took out his notebook and typed in Buffy’s address. ‘’Just what?’’
that’s a bit, well, awkward to say the least, when you take a girlfriend back.’’ Spike hit the ‘send’
and the info went. He looked up at Xander, who had a rueful look on his face. Spike rolled his eyes and said, ‘’Don’t
tell me, you’ve never been able to?’’
never HAD a girlfriend to take back! – Don’t you dare tell anyone!’’
had heard the rumors of course; the way Xander followed him around like a lost sheep, the way he hung on his every word.Taking
the bull by the horns, Spike said,‘’Well, is there someone you fancy?’’
you won’t tell them?’’
how the hell do you think you’re going to get anywhere with them if I don’t?
she’ll knock me back, and I couldn’t bear it!’’
you sit and pine and never get laid?’’
squirmed. ‘’Ok, it’s Anyanka.’’
Bloody hell!’’ Spike was shocked.
hell, what? She’s lovely!’’
eat you for breakfast, more like. Can’t you fancy somebody…well, sorry to say this, but a bit more in your league?
Anyanka’s a woman of the world. She goes for rich, successful types. She was with that film director…what’s-his-name
for three years, now she’s with that Giles bloke.’’
bloke that was in the Rocketeers, now owns The Four Seasons restaurant, does
‘Box Office’ on cable.’’
him. No, they are just friends. They’re not, you know, ‘seeing’ seeing each other.’’
– How do you know?’’
told me he’s in love with somebody else, anyway’’
stood and yawned, stretched. ‘’If you say so. But sorry, mate, you need a change of image...and to suddenly win
the lottery...if you’re to stand an earthly with her.’’
How do you mean?’’
for one, NOBODY wears Hawaiian shirts anymore, except tourists, Magnum PI, and that bloke that owns that all-you-can-eat fish
restaurant by the beach. And HE'S Hawaiian!’’ Spike put on his coat. A sudden thought came to him, it would help
him with a little problem, and he said, ‘’Are you going to the Sounds Awards?’’
get yourself all tarted up smart, tux and that, and I’ll get you a date.’’ Spike went towards the door.
swiveled on his chair. ‘’Who with?’’
you mind who with, trust me.’’
better not be a dog!’’
won’t be! Anyway, as apposed to what? – No date at all? And they say beggars can’t be choosers…look,
she’s very attractive. Blonde, young, and you’ll have fun! AND you’ll be in all the society magazines, posing
on the red carpet...so mind what I told you- SMART, okay?’’ Spike opened the door to go.
smiled and said, ‘’You know, thanks.’’
grinned. ‘’You’re welcome, mate.’’
He was just going down in the lift, when
his cell-phone rang. He checked to see who it was, and a jolt of pure pleasure ran through him. It was Buffy.
Buffy,’’ he practically purred to her.
felt herself shiver with delight.
is..um, is that you, Spike? S-sorry to call so late. I thought I might get to leave you a message. I-I didn’t
wake you, did I?’’
kitten, you didn’t. I was burning the midnight oil actually, sorting things out for you tomorrow.’’
what I’m ringing you about.’’
felt his stomach knot. He hoped she hadn’t changed her mind.
can I do for you then, kitten?’’
it is, um...what time will the car pick me up? You may have already told me, but – well, so much has happened tonight!’’
relaxed, and chuckled.
sorry love, I don’t think I did say. 10am, is that okay with you? You’ll be here at about 10.30am.’’
right, thanks. Sorry to be a nuisance.’’
trouble at all pet, I assure you.’’
then, 10 o’clock.’’
be there to greet you. Night kitten. Sweet dreams.’’
ended the call, and smiled to himself as he left the building with a spring in his step.
fixed the luggage tag around the handle of her slightly bulging suitcase and hauled it off the bed to join the other two,
plus the canvas grip, the leather holdall and her flight bag that completed the Louis Vuitton set. Everything she owned was
all packed up to start a new life back in LA. She then went to find the housekeeper.
Dobbs, could you get one of the stable-boys to carry my suitcases downstairs for me please? They are far too heavy for
Miss Dru. Going on a little holiday are we?’’
to live permanently in LA, Mrs Dobbs.’’
you please give this to my father when he comes back from London, I’d post it, but there’s always a chance he
won’t read it for weeks, you know how he is.’’ She handed Mrs. Dobbs a thick cream envelope.
Miss Dru, I will. Forgive me, but he doesn’t know you’re going?’’
sighed. ‘’He will do, when he’s read that. I can’t stay Mrs. Dobbs. We’re too much alike, too
housekeeper nodded sadly. She reached out and cupped Dru’s small face. ‘’You’re SO like your
dear, late mother.’’
think that’s another reason why we clash. She complied with his every wish, and I don’t. Just the opposite, in
fact. Anyway, if you’d excuse me, I’ve got a phone call to make.’’
left the kitchen. She dialed Cecily’s home number in LA.
you’ve reached the home of Cecily Adams, or Candy Hunt, depending on your business…(there was a giggle) Leave
your name and number, and I’ll get back to you ASAP – have a nice day now, bye."
was a loud ‘beep’ and Dru said,‘’Hi Cec, it’s me. Just to let you know that I’ll
be on the Virgin Atlantic flight V604 from Heathrow. My flight should get into LA about 6am. Bye!’
had his wardrobe doors open, and a rapidly growing pile of clothes lay strewn on his bed. He was talking to himself…
do I keep these…not as if I’m ever going to wear them again…" The black ‘punk’ bondage
trousers covered in zips and chains joined the pile on the bed.
jeans…I mean, what on earth possessed me…Leather trousers? Nope, they squeak, could be embarrassing…A suit?
– Nah, be sitting down a lot…come on, Spikey-boy…smart but casual…ah…ah ha!’
pulled out a pair of stylish Italian cut black linen pants. He teamed it with a soft cream linen-look shirt and Gucci loafers.
laying out what he was going to wear, he went and showered. Ten minutes later, dressed and almost ready, he splashed on a
little light citrussy cologne, and fastened his Tag watch around his wrist. Checking to see he’d got his cell phone,
Spike picked up his jacket, house keys and left for work.
made herself eat some breakfast. She didn’t know what time lunch would be, if at all, and she didn’t want her
stomach rumbling half way through the morning, embarrassing her.
decided on her new jeans and a soft blue knitted top, as she knew she looked good in them. She put her hair up into a neat
French pleat, and pulled a wispy fringe and tendrils to soften the look, then glanced at the clock. It was nearly nine o’clock.
heart leapt. What if it was Spike saying that they’d changed their minds and didn’t want to sign her? With her
stomach doing back-flips, she answered.
Buffy. Just calling to say good luck, and I asked my dad, he said his legal department will be happy to go over the contract
for you,’’ Willow said cheerily.
Will, it’s you. Um, right, thanks, I’ll ring you later, okay? Bye.’’
on daddy, come on, wakey, wakey! Rise and shine!’’ Lorne called out brightly as he placed a cup of Earl Grey
tea on the nightstand, and opened the drapes in Cornelius Sweetly's bedroom.
was a little pointless, as Sweetly, or ‘Daddy’ as he was known to his more intimately acquainted friends, wore
a sleep mask due to the fact that his last face-lift, brow lift and Botox had left him with a rather surprised look, and eyelids
that wouldn’t close. He looked spooky enough, with his perma-tan, white bleached teeth and a slightly lopsided grimacing
leer...again thanks to the botched face-lift. One of the more kindly newspaper reports stated he looked like a ‘Siamese
cat in a wind tunnel’.
what time is it?’’
you were up, sweet-cheeks.’’
lifted his sleep mask up to his forehead, then turned and reached for the cup of tea he knew would be on the nightstand.
set about getting all Sweet’s medication and vitamins, and generally fussing, giving ‘Daddy’ the latest
news pertinent to him.
the Dow Jones puts your stock up by three and a quarter percent, which is excellent, and CS Adult entertainments are to release
two new videos by the end of the week, featuring the Master and Candy Hunt...ratings wise, Glory’s show beat WB and
Sky 1’s offerings absolutely hands down! We’ve got seven nominations at the Independent Radio Stations awards,
and we need to get a release form signed by Angelus O’Connor so he can go to Midnight Music, and...um, I think
that’s about it.’’
about the girl?’’ Sweet asked gruffly as he sipped his tea.
What girl? There was no girl here last night, only you, me and..."
the girl...Betty or whatever her name was, won that show. Has she signed to us?’’
you mean Buffy, the Search For a Star winner. Yes, I believe she’s going to sign for us today.’’
believe? Who's doing it?’’
You know, Spike’’
good, he’s our best. Glad it wasn’t that sniveling little wimp.’’
had a soft spot for Xander, so he glossed over the comment.
your bath's drawn, and here are your vitamins…’’
was under no illusion whatsoever that the fistful of tablets taken by Sweet night and morning were all vitamins and ‘legal’
medication. Sweet needed tablets for everything. To wake up and to go to sleep. He took Viagra and a whole host of other drugs,
some, or rather mostly of the non-prescription variety…cocaine, heroin, uppers, downers, LSD, amyl nitrite, as well
was really a miracle that he was still alive.
Coo-eee, over here!”
jumped up and down, waving her arms. Dru slowly pushed the heavy trolley laden with her luggage out into the arrivals lounge.
She heard her name being called and looked around, finally spotting her friend by the barrier.
two friends hugged, then Cecily stood back holding her friend by the shoulders at arms length. “Look at you!”
hoped she’d managed to hide her shock. To be truthful, Dru looked awful. She’d lost weight for one. She was
never what could be called big, not by any stretch of the imagination, but she’d easily lost at least twenty
pounds since Cecily saw her twenty months ago.
I can’t believe I’m here!” Dru smiled at her friend.
on, let’s get this stuff into a cab and get home.” Cecily helped to push the trolley outside to the Cab bay. “So, how was
tried to sleep for most of it. Couldn’t, so I ended up watching the in-flight movie on a bloody loop. I now know ‘Master
and Commander' verbatim! You know me, I hate flying.”
squeezed her arm. “It’s so great to have you back here. So come on, tell me...how did you wangle it with your father –
‘specially after your little Trafalgar stunt?”
doesn’t know I’m here. Well, I left him a letter, for when he came back from London, but...“
He warned you that he’d cut you off without a penny if you so much as set foot in LA again, after last time. Why make
him even more angry with you?”
could see the hurt look in Dru’s eyes, and didn’t want her to think she was unwanted.
that you’re not welcome…it’s just that, well...“
already done it.”
me off. Trafalgar was the last straw. He said I was to get a job. I mean, I ask you, who's going to employ me, huh? Everybody
knows about the schizophrenia, the rehab, and my brushes with the law. Let’s face it, I’m bad news.”
knew that the last thing Dru needed right now was to get depressed, so she made light of the matter.
can come and work with me, if you want!” Cecily said rashly, forgetting that she hadn’t actually told her
friend what she was doing now.
know I can’t dance! I have no sense of rhythm, besides which…I haven’t got tits like you – hey, have
you had implants?!”
cast a glance at her companion, and did a double take.
god! You have! You’ve had a boob job!”
blurted this out quite loudly, causing several people to turn and look in their direction. Cecily gripped her coat closed
tightly and, with her head down, they made their way outside.
yeah, look...when we get home, I’ve got something to tell..“
we order pizza, and sit and talk?”
I’ve got so much to tell you.” Cecily said, as she unloaded the trolley of luggage. The cab driver
helped her stash the cases, and they left for Cecily’s home.
pressed his intercom button. “Cordelia, have you got the running order for Buffy Summers, please?”
bring it in right now.”
moment later, Cordelia knocked and entered, carrying a sheaf of papers.
all according...if she signs with us...you can give her the tour, have lunch, and then from 2PM she’s due for an interview
with ‘Teen’ magazine. Then, she can discuss songs for her forth-coming album. Sweetly will be in later, so disappear
before five o’clock, else I’ll have to call you back in. You know what he’s like if he’s kept waiting.”
was reading through the sheets, and he nodded. “Okay, Cordelia, thanks.”
Anything else?” Cordelia asked.
thought, and said, “No, I don’t think – oh yes, sorry.. would you re-write Harmony’s contract,
putting Xander as her manager please, but say nothing to either of them for the moment?”
smiled and nodded. “She’s been leaving messages all over the building for you!”
me about it…look at this.” Spike held up his cell-phone for Cordy to read.
messages!” Cordelia gasped
that’s only since last thing Monday night!”
grief, the girl’s got it bad for you!”
took her to a corporate party, I ignored her for…two thirds of the night, I get somebody else to take her home, and
she STILL insists to all and sundry that we had a wonderful date. I mean...what am I to do?”
her over to Xander?” Cordelia said with a grin.
But remember, not a word!” Spike added.
a word. My lips are sealed, promise…it’s twenty-five past. That new girl will be here any minute, won’t
looked at his watch.
yes…where did I –thank you!” Spike took the security pass off Cordelia and went down to reception
to wait for his (hopefully) new charge.
was so shocked that she dropped her slice of pizza back onto her plate.
“I.. um…star in adult movies…it was sort of a natural progression really. I
enjoyed the stripping and the pole-dancing, and the Lap-dancing club was one of the best - Saturday nights I could make $1000
in tips alone. But, well, I’ve got a good body, and I love sex, so fucking for money is a great job for me – how
do you think I afforded to buy this place?”
OWN THIS HOUSE!?” Dru was incredulous.
“Listen, honey, how else am I gonna afford to buy a luxury six-bedroom beach-front like this? Money doesn’t grow on trees!”
OWN this house?”
smiled and nodded. “Yup…have done for nigh on twelve months now.”
hell. So...what do you do? – I mean, I know what you do, but..."
watch some?” Cecily jumped up and went to the wall cabinet, opening it up to reveal hundreds of neatly stacked DVD cases.
me see…oh, this is a good one, ‘Shaving Private Ryan’ or this is another good one for beginners…'Double
put the DVD into the player, and pointed the remote at the TV. Dru sat there dumbfounded for forty minutes. Cecily went off
to get them a drink, and when she came back, Dru was looking at the screen, her head held at a funny angle, with the picture
are you doing?” Cecily came and sat on the sofa, putting two glasses of wine on the coffee table.
can’t make it out…how come he’s got three legs?”
there’s two guys, silly. Look, see...there’s the one guy’s
legs, that’s me, and the other guy is behind, it’s a double penetration”
eyes were about ready to pop!
should see the next bit. Come and sit back here, I’ll run this bit on a little…now, watch this bit, watch, watch…”
watched in wide-eyed wonder as a very well endowed bloke wanked himself off all over Cecily’s face and breasts, then
massaged his come into her skin, and dipped his fingers into her mouth, before pushing three up inside her while sucking her
a lovely bloke he is…doesn’t speak a word of English mind, but he always delivers the goods, and the come shots
he does are second to none! Oh, what I wouldn’t give for him to be here right now. I could do with a really decent fuck.
I’ve been doing oral for the past two days.”
had forgotten just how open and forthright Cecily could be...although perhaps never THIS open and forthright..
herself being fingered on screen, Cecily’s hand went to her crotch, and she shoved the little lace-edged scrap of silk
aside to rub her moist pussy lips. Her head rolled back against the sofa and she groaned.
when we were at St Hilda’s…I hated that boarding school…you used to do this to me…remember, babe,
fingers rubbed a little harder, and she slipped two fingers inside her hot, wet pussy.
felt shocked, hot, embarrassed, and more than a little turned on.
need a drink!”
there…oh god, that’s good!”
rubbed her clit with her thumb, bucking her hips up to push her fingers in deeper.
I can’t drink alcohol any-oh, fuck it!” Dru drained both her glass and Cecily’s, poured more and drank that
me…please!” Cecily begged, and with her free hand she tried to open her top.
felt suddenly giddy from the wine, and leaned forward and undid the buttons on her friend’s blouse. She cupped the naked
breasts, thumbing the nipples to hard peaks, taking each one in turn and giving it a firm suck, before kissing up Cecily’s
throat to her parted lips. Dru slipped her hand down, and she too slid two fingers into her companion, while French kissing
tore her mouth away to shout out her climax, bucking and writhing until they landed on the floor in a heap, giggling.
withdrew her fingers and sucked them. Cecily lay sprawled, but slowly reached for Dru’s leg. She ran her hand up her
thigh and, when Dru didn’t stop her, she pulled up her skirt and spread her legs wider. Cecily sat up and
then crawled over to her, kissing her passionately.
broke the kiss. “Sit on the sofa.”
did as she was told. Pushing her skirt high up on her thighs, she then lifted up so Cecily could remove her panties.
tossed them over her shoulder, and then buried her head between Dru’s damp and sticky thighs. Arching her hips towards
Cecily, Dru cried out with pleasure as she felt her friend’s tongue paint up and down her labia with long wet strokes.
Slipping her tongue between the wet folds, Cecily swiped it very fast back and forth over the slightly protruding nub of her
clit, making Dru buck and squeal.
slowly slid first one, then two fingers inside Dru, who arched her back, thrusting her hips towards her friend’s hand.
“Yes, oh god……… yeah!”
leaned forward again, latching onto the protruding clit, sucking and flicking it until Dru had a long hard orgasm, thrashing
about and almost screaming with ecstasy. She flopped against the sofa back, boneless, panting; her head was spinning,
and not just from the wine.
on…come with me – forget about your room for tonight. You’re in my bed tonight.” Cecily hauled Dru up
off the sofa, and giggling like two schoolgirls, they made their way upstairs, only stopping en- route to grab more wine.
car drew up and the driver got out and opened the door for Buffy.
got out, and looked up at the impressive building, walking up the steps. The doorman opened the door for her and she
smiled and thanked him, then looked over to the reception desk. Her stomach back-flipped when she saw Spike waiting for her
beamed at her. “Well, here you are then. Are you okay? Get much sleep – you look wonderful!”
blushed and babbled, “A little! I’ve had so many notes and letters pushed through my door, I spent two
hours reading them! And my telephone answer machine had used up the fifteen minutes of message tape – so I don’t
know who’s called me – the whole world and his wife I think!”
sign the book please, love. That way, in case of an emergency, we can tell who's in the building.”
did as she was told, and then fixed the ‘visitors pass’ onto her jumper.
if you’d like to follow me, I thought we could go have a coffee, look over a contract. I could give you an outline of
what will happen in the next few weeks, and then take it from there, okay?”
nodded and said, “Fine.’’
walked to the lift. Spike pressed the button and they waited to go up to Spike’s office.