And then there was my mom. I'd never told her about him, and if I showed up at ten o'clock on a Friday night with a boy in tow, she'd suspect I hadn't...spent the evening at the library, which is what I had planned to tell her.We rode along in frosty silence. Or I did. Brian tried to tell me something he had learned about his art history class, but gave it up when I wouldn't respond. I rested my forehead on the cold window and gazed out. It was hard to see the buildings going by, as the. The thought, "What am I doing?" crossed Giles mind again. He shook thethought off, this was no time to be prudish. He needed confirmation.Xander needed healing, and that was that.Giles picked up the cup, dropped a spoon into it, and walked into histoilet. He double-checked he had locked the door before he startedhis... hum, chanting business. Finally done, Giles walked back to thekitchen stirring the cup and chanting. He discovered Willow there, hestopped his chanting."The water was boiling,". There's just no feeling quite like seeing your cock sliding in and out of your friend to the soundtrack of her moans of approval, especially when you pull out once in a while to lick up the excess juices dripping from her pussy.'You weirdo,' she remarked at that before I asked her to suck the come off my glistening cock. She hesitated for the slightest moment but upon looking at it straining for attention she didn't think twice. Soon she had me on my back and was loving the taste of herself. I hated the concept of that word. Nothing lasts forever, does it? Even when you really try hard at making something work out, at the end it just fades away doesn't it? You can't really love someone forever can you? I wondered if I could love Chris forever. I was still getting used to the idea of admitting to myself that I loved Chris. But I didn't know how long I would feel that way, or how long he would feel that way about me-hopefully it would be a really long time. But I don't know.Scott and.