She dodged a man who'd had way too much to drink. Another pinched her bottom (for the fourth time that night). She tried to get away, but her heel cau...ht on the rug and she staggered forward, pitching a tray of drinks onto Mr. Willis. "Why, you stupid foreign bitch!" he screamed. Gloria tried to calm him. "It wasn't her fault, Matt, please control yourself!"He ignored her. "You can't even speak English, you spilled the drinks all over me, I ought to kill you," he said maliciously, as he shook. There were so many emotions in her eyes, but only one was beckoning Faith."Faith, I need..." she began.Faith covered Buffy's lips with her fingers. "I know, B. I know."Then, Faith moved up onto her knees, putting her hands on Buffy's face, and kissed her.Buffy whimpered, her hands going into Faith's hair. She pulled her back, falling onto the bed and bringing the brunette with her.Their tongues duelled in the sexual tension between them all these years; in the battle that was fought just hours. The foreman had come out a few minutes before quitting time, and told him to turn in his equipment. He wouldn't be needing them any more. He took his few things and went to the office and saw nearly all the others on the shift waiting for him. The foreman handed him a check for his pay period, along with a healthy bonus, for never missing a day at work. They had genuinely shook hands with him, and few had hugged or kissed him, and wished him the best on his new job. It was the first he had. That gnawing hot flame that had been bothering her like a fly around her head was now raging out of control. In her shame and humiliation, her utter subjugation, she had failed to be aware of its sudden all-consuming intensification. Oh God, yes, it's burning inside me... I feel strange, so strange... and... and... oh dear God, I want it! What's happened to me! I want this sperm, this vile seething torrent, I want every previous drop inside me! And I want his cock... oh merciful God, I want any.