* * * No matter how many push-ups she did, no matter how many bitches she decked or guards she cursed, Faith hadn’t been able to get Dawn’s visit ...ff her mind.They’d fucked, of course — k!d really did have slayer stamina — but then, they’d talked, like real lovers or some shit, and Dawn’s babbling confession about keys and hell dimensions and gifts she wished could be taken back had left Faith concerned……and confused.No one had ever talked to Faith like that — like she… cared, or like they. It tasted like fire when it hit my lips. But the SECOND kiss ... That was what clinched it. It was the kind of kiss you dream about your whole life, waiting for that one perfect moment, when you get to use it.The kind of kiss that changes you."I love you, too," she said.We fell onto the picnic blankets, savoring each ecstatic moment in each other's arms until that tangerine sky was stained black. The cheers from the distant baseball game seemed, in some way, for us.The night air turned chilly,. “I was asked to perform Amazing Grace,” she said to the congregation, “because it was Mildred Brown’s favorite hymn. I think it’s also a fitting tribute to Mildred, because it is a hymn of salvation, and salvation was Mildred’s stock in trade. I never met Mildred Brown, but I know her and love her though her son, Jason. In fact, before she was stricken, she planned to visit the home I share with Jason and I eagerly anticipated introducing myself as her future daughter-in-law. Sadly, that’s not. But seriously where the bus stop for fuck sake" I said, happy that that came out not just another high pitch squeak. "Awwwwwh so you ARE lost!!" they said in unison causing me to blush and they leaned forward exposing their cleavages."Errrrrr what? oh right yea you caught me" i said mentally kicking myself for the err what. The girls giggled and turn around and started to walk toward the "right" bus stop. Mental pictures of their cleavages bouncing around my head constantly. "So does funny boy.