The brunette's hands had slipped under her top now and were travelling up her skin until they were once more over her breasts. The callouses on Faith'... palms added that extra special sensation and Buffy moaned quietly at the exciting contact.Impatient now, she reached for the button on Faith's pants, quickly unfastening it and pulling the zip down. As she did so, Faith drew back to watch her. She smirked. "I always figured you were way too vanilla for this, B." Just goes to show, *F*," Buffy. Normally that would deserve a slap, or at least a good old fashioned tongue lashing, but instead I felt a tremor travel up my spine, and I moaned. I had become a quivering mass of jelly in her arms. What was wrong with me?After she had painfully pinched my labia, and got me to start sucking her finger, she began to rub her hand up and down my pussy. I was still sucking her other finger when she said “You want to be my slave, don’t you?” I let her move my head up and down in a nodding motion. At. Lisa was studying Hotel andCatering Management at the College of Further Education, for no otherreason than that she believed it would help her realise her ambition towork in London. She had no wish, she'd told me the last time we talked atPansy's, to spend her life in a place where she'd have to hide hersexuality away or risk becoming a social leper.Food for thought? Not yet, because I didn't actually fancy anyone. Thenagain, medically speaking I'd only just entered puberty...Lisa's smile. She is cloaked in thick, grey fabrics and a massive, heavy hood, trailing weakly behind you. You have the proper defensive equipment for a long haul, but you aren't expecting battle; the maiden who brought you the princess, though she perished in the coup, you think, said there would be no reason for anybody to be looking for the princess if the body double worked. Nevertheless, you know plans don't always go right... You've been on guard since the first night, and it's been taxing. You need to.