I want you to be happy, and fulfilled in ways I know I can't! Okay?" I know," she said. "And that's so incredibly sweet! But I don't wish to hurt you....I really don't! But," and she paused, as if not sure exactly what else to say."I'll be fine, Megan!" He replied, and he stepped up and put his arms around her and drew her closer to him, and as he did, she squeezed him tightly. He could smell her body's special, unique aroma; which had nothing to do with perfume, but was the product of her own. Some fast food on way back to home. This was our Saturday routine.18 Nov. That routine has changed. As I started dancing with this new guy on the dance floor, there was some connection going on between us. Couldn’t catch his face in the dance floor lights, but he shared some features with Ryan Gosling. Our bond was electrifying. I never got too close to any boys, but this guy, I couldn’t control my hands or my body. I was on him. Rubbing my body, at every chance, against his. I could feel the. When Dave entered the house he saw the main living area. There was ahallway to the left that led to the other rooms of the house. The firstroom was the kitchen on the right. Down the hall there were three otherrooms and a bathroom. The first room on the left was obviously a guestbedroom for anyone who stayed over. Dave didn't know that anyone hadactually used this room, but that seemed to be it's purpose. The nextroom was a room that could have been a den but seemed to be changed intoa. And once more she responded with a crashing orgasm.It left her staring into a new abyss of guilt and sadness. But the kernel of yet a new urge to be satisfied was already there.Buffy cried. What had they done to her?Where were all her friends? She remembered having friends, mighty witches and sorcerers. Where were they now? Would they save her?Could she be saved?Did she want to? She shook her head in despair.The red haired witch called Willow. Where was she? The clever Cordelia? The loyal.