Sheblushed at the thought.Chester leaned into Xander, kissing his lips. "Later, lover."Xander gulped. What must Buffy think of him? he wondered. Noddi...g toChester, he whispered, "Yeah, later."Chester smiled at his discomfort, kissed him again, harder, and added,"Love you." Yeah, me, too," Xander managed to mumble.Collecting his clothing from the chair in which he'd deposited it,Chester drew on his slacks, not bothering with his underwear, and pulledon his shirt, leaving it unbuttoned to reveal. Bill Stevens was there along with Janet Simmons and Sandy.He joined them. "What brings you all in on Saturday? It's such a beautiful day, I thought I would be the only one here." Turning to Bill, he said, "I guess you and Mrs. Simmons must be working on the cafeteria plans. But Sandy, what brings you in? Don't you have a home?" He noticed that Sandy had beautiful legs which were shown off by the tight-fitting Levi's she was wearing along with a University of Michigan sweat shirt.She gave him a. George Gonzales, the dancer, was laying on the floor in what appeared to be a great deal of pain, grabbing his left leg below the knee and Wendy was standing by him waving her hands around for some reason; I guess they’re out of the competition.“Claire, get ready, we’re next,” I at once realized.She said, “I feel so bad for George and Wendy, they have worked just as hard as we have, probably harder ... she told me, she’s been dancing since she was five years old. They are from Fort Wayne,. The others too feltas if there was a chance they would all survive the encounter.The fight out of the crypt was a nightmare to everyone; Isabelleappeared to be at all places at once. After charging the pistols again,she passed them to Dacie who was able to keep the shadows fromoverrunning the priestess.When Sayer slipped, Isabelle was there to pick him up, while slashingseveral of the shadows. Two more of the creatures fell to the party'sfighting, but there didn't appear to be an end in.