Buffy crossed the room, holding him. Although he was naked, she hardlynoticed, and neither of them cared. Xander was too frightened andashamed to care... and Buffy was too concerned. She held him the way thata mother might hold a frightened child, cooing soothingly to him. "It'sall right, Xander," she whispered. "It's all right." It's been so hard living a lie all these years," he confessed betweenthe sobs that wracked his body. "I've wanted to tell you, tell Willow,tell Giles, tell the others. I. ." You everything you know. Yeah, got it. Get out of my way. Go camp in the lounge for a bit, while I finish up here."Dinner was nice. Mike gave me a hard time about not bringing my girlfriend with me to camp over the summer, and Sally nearly fell off her chair thinking of how Mum would take that. I disappointed them both with the information that I didn't have one. Mike promised to give me some tips later, and Sally told me he didn't have a single clue, but that as she understood the female. I am not sure if it was the thought of a single zipper enclosing my body or what but I felt extremely horny and the need to buy it. I bought it took it home, tried it on. As I pulled the denim over my body it stretched to fit my shape and as I zipped it closed I could remember feeling extremely aroused as the denim hugged my body. It was a woman's jumpsuit, Jennifer Lopez's JLo brand. For some reason when I had it on I felt the need to be held and fucked, I felt the strange need to be desired. Every time she came out she relapsed in weeks, picking up with a succession of low life boyfriends who loved that she loved BDSM, being whipped, degraded and everything which sent her spiralling down until she was so degraded degrading her wasn’t fun anymore.She needed someone to love her for herself but she was so low that she had next to zero personality. She also had anorexia, tattoos up her arms and legs and the hair shaved off one side of her head, and incidentally one side of her pubes,.