“I’m Al Collins, and this is my sister Be.”“Betty,” she said, correcting him.“I’m Gary Marks,” the man said before indicating his part...er. “This is my girlfriend, Delilah Rivers.”“Forgive me for asking,” Al said as they shook hands, “but how did you meet? It seems, if we all share these traits, we must be related somehow.”“It’s possible,” Delilah said. “We’re orphans. We met in a group home and kept in touch. Once we grew up, we discovered we were both into self-defense. We began spending more. "So Buffy, are we still going tonight to pick out a tree for Christmas? You did promise." Dawn asked her s*ster, reminding her of her earlier promise."You two are going out at night?" Kennedy asked, shaking her head. "I can't remember the last time Willow and I went out to do anything at night... not since the Hellmouth swallowed Sunnydale." Is that right?" Dawn asked while looking over at Willow, who only shrugged her shoulders. "Wow, night time anymore is the only quality time Buffy and I can. Jake and Jun do not claim to be God's agents on the earth, but they are. I told them that they are. They laugh at me but it is true. I have read that a person can be an unknowing agent. I think that is what Jun and Jake are.I cannot begin to explain all they stuffed into our heads in ten months, one school year. I am not the girl I was when I entered the school and mom is not the woman who was with me that first day of school. You know she was the world's worst cook when we first got there. Now. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"My climax reverberated off the foggy, steam-clad mirrors and tiles while my cat scurried to its safe place in the bedroom.I lay there soaking until the water cooled then climbed out of the tub, and with the water slowly cascading down my body, admired myself in the full-length mirror. My face was clear. No acne since my junior year when Evelyn Hecht clued me in on proper diet and shit like that. I turned sideways and examined my breasts. My tits were good sized, very.