So, you must be one of the group of newbies they brought in.”“No,” said Dawn. “I will be though, I am going to be a slayer.”Faith looked dow... at Dawn and extended her hand. “Well get up off the ground then, future slayer. And stop shaking. You have to learn some control if you’re going to be doing this?” Dawn allowed her to pull her up now. As she stood there in front of the very pretty girl, she realized that she immediately liked her…She was tough and strong, but something about her seemed. 5 children and a preference for serious news rather than cartoons. It seems someone forgot to mention to the academy that I’m way past graduation. I mean, I’m ready for it. My model of old age was created very suddenly at 7. ‘When I grow old, I want to be just like great grandma’. At 7, being old represented a delicious freedom, no more cooking lessons ‘because a woman has to know how to cook’ and no more being bossed around. I would be just like great grandma and make my own rules. Oh yes, old. She helped the woman to her feet. "Get in the house," she directed. She lifted both children and moved quickly towards the sagging front door. "If need be, you can go down there," she pointed with her chin at the door to the cellar. "You can bar it from the inside. Stay there until either I come back or until my friend arrives." She grinned. "You'll have no doubt who he is when he arrives, but get him to identify himself anyway." I don't understand." The mother said, but hope was dawning in her. When he grabbed her to prevent her fall, his hands inadvertently went to her buttocks to support her and he felt the firm, almost naked, flesh. She, unable to help herself, giggled and kissed his neck as he held her; his face turned red as he attempted to apologize for touching her, however, she whispered in his ear that his touch was very pleasurable. After all, hadn't he saved her from a nasty fall?Natasha kissed him on the lips, a luscious thank you, before releasing him. His hands shook.