She had better get all the use out of them that she could.They were hot and sweating before they stepped into the relative coolness of the woods. The ...learing with the spring and the mint was much smaller than she remembered. Maybe she was bigger; maybe she wasn't counting the pool and the brook this time. The woods were quiet. A few crows called from distant fields. Otherwise, every wild creature could have been sleeping in the heat."Put it down there," she said gesturing at the patch of mint.. Drink up.”“You didn’t bring your glass.”“I’ll share yours. Don’t worry about germs; I’ll not touch my lips to the glass. Now lie back.”“Brrr.”“Mmmm. Delicious. Mmmm. Soft. Mmmm. Here’s a drop which escaped me. Mmm. And here. Mmmmm.”“That tickles, and none of the brandy went there.”“No. The well is in the middle of a hillock, even on your flat belly. Here.”“That’s a lot. Wait...”“No. Lie back. You’ll spill it. Let me drink from your well. Mmmmm.”“But ... Mmm.”“Mmm. Here, too, you taste sweet.. Nice!” Her smile faded. “But ... that also means that, if a super majority of Commonwealths convene, that unless someone has more seniority than you, that you’d also become the next President of the United States.”“That’s one of the things I like about you, Emogene. You’re at least as intelligent as I am, probably more so.”Before we could say anything else, there was a loud bang coming from another room. I shook my head. “Jack still can’t figure out how to get the thing off Lorenzo’s head. Obviously Dawnie wanted her to beg for more, further humiliating herself and taking one step closer to the submission Dawn had promised was her destiny. But Buffy the Vampire Slayer was nobody's bitch, especially not her bratty baby s*ster. And sure, in a single night Dawn had given Buffy more pleasure than Riley had in a two-year relationship, and that was Buffy's fault. There was sick and twisted thoughts going on in her head, and maybe if they weren't there she and Dawnie would be normal..