"Oh, he's around somewhere," said Kris, stepping in. "He's been hiding ever since the girl next door kissed him."She laughed. "I'm anything BUT the gi...l next door." Only because the house next door wasn't for rent when I was looking," he said, smiling."Well aren't you sweet," she said. "Have you remembered anything else?" Nothing," he said, his shoulders slumping. "I'm beginning to think I never will." Would that be so bad?" she asked. "I mean you've sort of started over here. You have a job. "I... I think it's over Buffy..." she breathes, as I take a seat on a coffin. "The world is still here..." she sighs with relief, the slightest hint of a smile appearing for the first time since this terrible tragedy began.I knew I couldn't save the world this time. But somehow... someone did. I lower my face to my hands and begin to cry.My tears hurt Dawn deeply. "Sorry to disappoint you!" she mutters. I sob even harder. Sometimes it feels good to let out what's inside, even if tears are all I. “Mark what the fuck?”“I could say the same to you,” he said pulling his finger out and licking her juices from it. “You face fucking Laura on my bed. Is she your first or can I just assume those stereotypes about softball girls aren’t all lies, eh?”“Only partially, I mean I love the taste of girls, I’ve eaten out the entire softball team,”“When you say ‘entire softball team’ does that include-”“Iz? Oohhh yeah.” She giggled her dark hazel eyes lighting up, “I hate to brake it to you but your. “You will feel every inch of Justice,” Superass yelled.“You named your cock?” Lana groaned. “You are a super asshole.”I gathered my will, forcing my body to rise up. I staggered on my feet. Superass had Lana pinned with one hand, his muscles rippling as the other forced her thighs apart. His cock was thick and hard, stabbing at my wife.A red-hot anger surged through me.This bastard dared to rape my wife? I would make him pay.I reached out with my will. Hell was malleable. Was he? Could I.