I should have known Stacie better than that. Oh she bought some clothes, all right. But she stayed away from the exclusive designer houses. I was glad...of that. After all, we were spending enough money on the hotel. Our suite was about nine hundred Euros per day, not including taxes. But I only planned to get married once. And I wanted Stacie to have great memories for the rest of our long life together. One of those memories was made the first night we arrived. The maid came to turn down our. Hey, turn that stove down to ‘low’ now.” I groaned, knowing it was a joke, as I had done it a hundred times. She smiled at me. “No.” She replied. “I’m cooking, so I must have them.” She leaned over the stove, to look over some pots. Her nightie rid up her butt, revealing her swollen pussy-lips. Her cunt was wet enough to show its pink flesh in the glow of the lamp.I watched her, inspecting her delicious pussy. I moved over to her and put my hand. .. we'll see about that, I suppose." Sandra paused. "And we'll definitely see about those huevos," she giggled. "And as far as sticking up... I mean, to your end of the bargain... I guess we'll see about that."Sandra got up from my chair and squeezed by me in the doorway."See you tomorrow... " Yeah, see you tomorr..." ... loser!" Bitch." This was said under my breath as just as I was about to shout back at Sandra, Johnny Gomez, who had the office next to me, walked down the hallway."Who was. She would be able to be the normal girl she wanted to be. Then the accidental murder of Deputy Mayor Finch happened. The difference in opinions on what do about it sent me into my normal routine of defending myself and not caring about anyone else. Distrust quickly appeared among me, Buffy, the Watcher's Council, and their lap dog at that time, Wesley.Release yourself from miseryThere's only one thing gonna set you free That's my loveThat's my love Let my love open the doorDawn's P.O.V.After.