You began to enjoy being both thepredator and the prey, seeking both death and power in the act of sexwhich was, of course, always suitably perverted....Now, you know thetruth: sex, like life itself, is about power, not love."Willow sat up, looking across the stone floor at the Slayer. "Don'tlisten to him, Buffy. You're not a slut. You're not a whore. You're theSlayer."A quake shook the palace. The throne jiggled atop its skulls. A crackopened in one of the walls."Silence, bitch!" Baphomet. I began to moan a little. Silence. And then, after a few minutes, I heard the creak of the door. She was there again. This time she was only wearing a pair of cotton panties! For the first time ever, I saw my s****r’s bare breasts! I began stroking so fast that I came almost immediately. I exploded all over the place. I lay there panting for a while, cleaned myself off, and noticed that the door was still open, but my s****r was no longer there. I waited a few minutes and then I heard it. From. "She'd get dressed after breakfast, she told herself. For now she just wanted to enjoy the sensation. She poured herself a bowl of cereal and sat down at the table. The wooden chair beneath her felt cold against her bare skin, and her nipples poked teasingly at the edge of the table. She giggled to herself once more.As Jenna was halfway through the bowl of cereal the kitchen phone rang. She set aside her spoon, stood up and answered the phone."Hello?" Jenna? It's your mom. Did you get my note?". You have to make Chuck see that it’s fine to be independent, but there is a point that you have to consider others, that they are entitled to their points of view.’ ‘That’s easier said than done, Chuck is pretty obstinate in his beliefs, he got them from his father who was just the same.’ ‘Yes and from what I read in the case files died alone and unloved on his kitchen floor.’ ‘Alone yes but not unloved, Chucks mother told me that she loved him still, she just couldn’t live with him knowing the.