God, please.’ I closed my eyes and begged for him to touch me – to satisfy me. To place his fingers back inside of me and move his hand in such ma...ners that I would cum. And was even prepared to beg to clean his fingers when he was done. What I wasn’t prepared for was having his fingers replaced with his mouth. My eyes shot open as he placed himself once again between my legs. I felt his tongue move between the lips of my pussy, stopping to push and flick against my clit, before sliding down. She's the only one for me."The barmans eyes widen."You probably shouldn't have said that." he says."Whatever," you sneer, and head off to the bathroom.You finish your business, wash your hands and go to leave.. but the door back to the bar isn't there any more."What the hell?"You hear a musical laugh behind you and turn to see Maebh sitting casually on the high windowsill, dressed in her weird, old fashioned looking clothing, boots, a long skirt, some sort of armless leather top that shows off. " But, but," Willow tried to get out, "He was always so nice, on TV and stuff, I can't believe that he's a monster." That's nice," Buffy cut in, "how do we stop him? Because I can't see us just walking up to him and taking him down like we do with vampire crypts"Giles put his glasses back on, allowing himself a small smile, "Well, it so happens that even century old wizards make mistakes. As you all know the Sunnydale Effect forces people to just accept things, Vampires are gangs on PCP that. What the Hell kind of sissy name is that for a dog? Why would you name your dog chicken?’ ‘No, Polo with one letter l in the name and not Pollo with two l’s in the name. You know, I was naming the dog after that fashion guy, Ralphie Lauren, Polo with the horsie log.’ ‘Fashion guy? What you turning gay on me, now? You wanna name your dog after a gay chicken.’ ‘Hey, don’t talk about my dog like that.’ ‘What dog? You don’t even have a dog.’ ‘Yeah, but supposin’ I was to get that dog, already, he.