Re: FIC: Dreams of Desire

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Que Anya at the front door, with a spear the size of a small torpedo.

"Will? Could you come down a sec? And hold real still?"

^-^

Ain't my muse for nothin'
Patrick

What are you thinking, beautiful?" I asked.

"Just that, you don't even bother getting dressed anymore after you
shower at night," she said.

"Uh huh, and when was the last time you wore underwear under that big
t-shirt?" I asked, in a sexy voice.

"Oh oh, the Slayer discovered my evil trap, what shall I do now?" she
teased, and my body hummed with desire for her.

"Evil trap, huh?" I repeated.

"That sounds like it needs investigating!"