‘Oooh, I can’t wait,’ she responds. Your hands slide over her hips and up the silky skin of her sides until your thumbs bump up against the unde...side of her breasts. Your tongue dances with hers as your hands wrap around her back to unclasp her bra. Her hands leave yours now as she puts them on the back of your head to bring you in closer. You toss the strapless bra onto the ground and break your kiss to move your head back and take in the view of her breasts. She has beautiful, small, perky. "Yeah, I guess so." So where is this place?" Buffy asked."They gave me some coordinates, I have a GPS and we're going to leavetomorrow. First I wanted some supplies before the trip. I think my palhere caught some attention." That's why we're here," Buffy said."I figured as much. What are you, the Betty and Veronica of paranormalinvestigation?"The reference took Faith a second to place, "Something like that."The wookiee started to stir. Seeing Buffy and Faith as he opened hiseyes, he began. The girls were chained to the wall by the wrists. Constance's hands had been cruelly tied behind her back, on special instruc—tions from Bass.They were not alone. Isabel Santos, a Spanish girl who looked even younger than either of them, was with them. Like them, she was also in chains and scant—ily clad. Her gaze was intense, yet pained. She was young, but no child.A few hours previously the jailer, a huge muscular man without a hair on his body, had brought them food. Two bowls with pieces of. Carl never did anything around the house. It’s a habit of mine to serve. Apparently, it’s a habit June wants to break me of.And as much as she calls me her goddess, I don’t feel like a goddess. I’m still me. Yes, I’ve got this horrendously insecure girl who wants to serve me eating me out on the regular. But that doesn’t make me a goddess. I don’t know if that even makes me a lesbian. Who wouldn’t want to have a beautiful tongue eat them out? At some points, it’s all pleasure and biochemistry.