. as she wanted the slayer constantly preoccupied with quenching her desire. Then she smiled when she thought about Faith and thought Faith would be p...rfect! Both slayers were pretty much equal in strength, although Buffy was the better fighter, but most importantly, they deplored one another. Both had strong wills and didn't take shit from anybody... and then to really put Buffy out of commission, she decided that she needed a real strong dose of docility and decided to make her the 'wife' in. I was half erect. She couldn't miss it."Do you want to go to lunch?" I'm not very hungry." Then come in."Inside I held her hands. I kissed her forehead, a cheek, finally her mouth. "Don't Ed. Please. We can't." I ignored her, and this time she kissed me back, but then she broke it off. "Ed! I shouldn't. I can't." So you can continue your joyless little life?" You know why I can't." I know why you think you can't." I pulled her back in and kept giving her little kisses. She looked up at. “Your free throws, I mean,” she explained. “I might be able to help you.”If Tracy had been a senior, she would have probably said, “Thanks, but no thanks,”. Instead, she heard herself respond, “When? Right now?”Kellie nodded. “Sure, why not? You’ve still got your shoes on.”Tracy hesitated. All she really wanted to do was go back to her dorm room.“Just for a little while,” Kellie encouraged.“Sure, okay,” Tracy finally agreed as she retied the one lace she had managed to undo.Kellie had never. She had on a flowing yellow sun dress with no bra. Her breasts were good sized and hung naturally firm up on her chest. Her belly was round, the dress seemed to be holding it in...barely. She walked bare foot, her toe nails matched her red lips and fingernails. I waited somewhat patiently, until I decided to say something witty..."Would you like me to talk to your friend?"Kimberly froze, her mouth opened wide, a shocked look on her face...as if I caught her doing something bad. She quickly.