At least, it was when I saw it a minute ago. So? Who was she?"Faith chuckled, laughing at herself. "Her name was Buffy. Buffy Summers." What kind of n...me is Buffy?" I don't know. I asked that, too. But, it's on her birth certificate. She showed me. Anyway, see that nightstand on the left side of the bed?" Faith asked as she blew her nose."Yeah?" Look in the drawer." Faith ordered, and soon heard the sound of the drawer opening. "Take a couple out and read 'em if you want. I really don't give a. In my weakened state and alcoholic induced hallucinations I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming. I felt something warm on my ass. It was a cream of some sort. I felt it move up and down my butt crack and against my ass hole. I couldn’t move though it wasn’t because I didn’t try or because I was restrained I simple was too weak. I felt a hand spread my cheeks and the bed creak. Then the warm knob of another man’s head pressing against my butt hole. I’d never had a man in my ass nor was I ever in a. I contemplated giving her my usb. I did have one last video that I hadn’t shown her of my last time with Holly. It just didn’t seem quite right though.“Afraid not” I replied “not on video” I found myself adding.“Oh really?” Her body straightened slightly as she raised an eyebrow.“Eh yeah I don’t know why I said that” I nervously shifted in my seat.“Uh huh. You have a juicy story, I can tell!”I remained silent. I wasn’t sure how to react. If I tell this again could lead somewhere but like she. Walk away, or argue my point? I turned and faced him. He was smug, and I hated him for it.“Are you aware of just how loud you are? I live directly below you and-”He cut me off. “Does it turn you on?”Both questions of his had thrown me, this one more than the first, and he knew it. His icy blue eyes pierced me, never blinking, always staring. “W-what?” I eventually asked.“Does it turn you on, listening to me fuck?”“You’re-”“Disgusting? Yes, I know,” he said, once more interrupting me. “I bet it.