.. woman.I sat there trying to figure out a way for all my girls and Mandy to leave with me, but the request was so simple I couldn't see a way around...it. Erin brought me out of my deep thoughts. "Ral, what are you thinking?"I looked into her bright green eyes. They were so beautiful. I couldn't leave her behind. "I'm trying to think of a way to get us all home tonight."Renée touched my right arm. "You said it yourself, Ral. You're not our master and we're not your subjects. This is a group. Melanie is keeping her shirt tight against her chest. It looks like he brought lotion in with him. That must of been his key to get in. She turns her back to him. He starts to apply the lotion. This time directly to her skin. She jumps, turns around and playfully hits him on the chest. In this movement she lets her shirt down not thinking about it. I have such a hard on I can’t take it. I look around and there is no one parked behind the shopping center. I put the laptop on the passenger seat. "A somewhat hidden door opened behind the center stretch of table and a handful of men entered, talking to each other in animated fashion, followed by a pair of younger women and a cluster of much older men. They spread out slightly, each heading to their designated seat with little in the way of uncertainty or awkwardness. For them it was a dance they'd all performed many times before and not one failed to hit their mark at the proper time.As each one sat down they began to take notice of who. "To remind you of me," Drusilla told her."You're my black pearl, mistress," Buffy replied in complete understanding.Drusilla looked on in dismay as Buffy continued dressing and put her cross back on."Do you have to go?" Yeah," she considered saying 'mistress' but decided not to. The moment was over. "I've got some sort of demon attacking k**s near McCloud Street, it’s top of the list." But you're so weak." I'll be fine. Slayer healing remember. Besides, duty calls." It's the Nainef demon. You.