"Now what?" Spike demanded, frustrated and angry."We go inside," Buffy said."It's almost dark. No one can see us." There's a streetlight not thirty fe...t away, the porch light's on, andpeople can see us."Spike shrugged. Humoring her, he started toward her house."Not inside my house!" Buffy protested. She took his hand in hers,leading him away.Spike shook his head. He'd never understand women, not if he livedanother couple hundred years. Oh, well, he thought, as long as he gotthe good stuff, what. We continued to kiss as my hand reached her sexual center. I remember thinking how different from Joan she felt. When I cupped her mound it felt very firm and projected forward more than Joan’s. When I extended my middle finger into her vagina it was very wet. She was obviously as excited as I was, well, no, I doubt that. My mind was still working on me and I felt as if I would soon burst. I continued to finger-fuck her for several minutes while we enjoyed a long, sensual kiss. When the kiss. ....................... feel……………………………………..Oh Fuck…………………………..! Holding a candle above me a single drop of hot wax falls from the burning implement landing directly onto one of my erect nipples!My initial reaction of shock is met with a slight cry of pain but this quickly turns to pleasure as more wax splashes down in hot droplets into my soft skin. I breathe deeply and with a low moan as my body writhes on the soft bed. He is probably smiling at my reaction and continues to drip the hot. "Ruth was quick to demand, "Steer clear of him. Don't let him know he is suspect. We don't want him to have a chance to cover up any evidence."Gail accepted this stricture. "We can follow that, Ruth. We won't do anything stupid." One thing you can do for me. Work out who was in a position to allow stock to be removed from the warehouse without it being recorded by your software. Presumably nothing is supposed to leave without the records being amended in the database?" Yes, that is the.