But, dreams often come to anend. My name is Linda and this is my story.It was only two days before that I had forgot to give thefinal instructions and...check on the plane tickets that Ihad gone to Richard's apartment to finalize the details ofour wedding. I entered his apartment and saw it was darkinside. I thought it strange, especially since his car wasparked outside. Then I heard sounds coming from thebedroom. I went to the door and opened it to see Richardand another woman in his bed!He. We’ll fix up your house first then you’ll do whatever else I need for you to do. After you finish your schooling you can keep renting from me if you stay around here and we’ll renegotiate the rent or you can buy the house from me.”“Heck, that don’t sound bad. We’ll go check out that school tomorrow and then if I decide to go we’ll talk about the house some more. Now, what do ya do for fun and excitement around hereabouts?”“Not much unless you like to fish, swim or hunt in season unless you. "Wow! She's really doped! What did you give her?" Nothing!" Tanya protested nervously. "I've been working all day! I checked her when you left and I checked her again five minutes ago! I just found her like that!" Alcohol doesn't turn your eyes purple." Frank informed her. "She's been drugged." He listened to her heart for a moment and took her pulse.'She is really cold... ' he thought as he held Beth's limp wrist."Well, she's breathing, and you're warming her up, so..." Frank shrugged, "she. . fuck me... Please, Faith. I need your fingers," she rasped. Faith slid her two fingers out of Buffy and pushed them back in hard, attacking Buffy's insides with even and steady strokes. Buffy bit her bare arm to keep from screaming aloud as Faith continued her assault. Faith could feel Buffy's inner walls clamping tightly around her fingers, the only sounds in the room of Buffy's wet sex.The brunette closed her eyes, freeing her mind of her forgettable past: no more mortal wounds, or mayors,.