Fic Repost: A Firm Foundation (4/11) NC17

[Red Willow <st8sboroblues@xxxxxxxxx>]

Title: A Firm Foundation
Author: Red Willow
Email: st8sboroblues@xxxxxxxxx
Archive: www.papa-bear.com/RW/
Distribution: Ask me before you put this anywhere naughty.
Disclaimer: All characters and reference to belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and all those
other peeps. i'm just using them to make my own fun. All original characters and fanfic plot ideas
belong to me, and are nothing more than a product of my dirty li'l mind. Girl-Girl lovin'- you no
like, you no read. 
Pairing: B/W overall.
Rating: NC17! Explicit Sex and cussin'. Smut ahoy!
Summary: pt4. Follows 'The Spaces In Between' and 'Filling in the Gaps' - Much smut. Drama over a
naughty li'l video. Coming out.. more smut. You get the idea.
Feedback: Yes, please. Tell me how i may be of service. ;) 
Author's note: Let's remember that i'm just having fun with some of my favorite characters, and
that i have a dirty li'l mind. i won't apologize for anything, so if you're offended and/or don't
like what you're reading, then simply don't. 
**

I pulled into Jay's driveway a little after eight and parked behind his mom's Beamer. Sweet car.
Too bad she never let Jay drive it. Not that I blame her, Jay couldn't drive worth a damn. 

I pulled off my work shirt, smelled my underarms, and shrugged. If there was any chance of hooking
up with someone I'd just use Jay's shower and snag some of his Polo. Done it before, no big.
Figured we'd have to make a few phone calls later on. 

I pulled my cut off Dodger's tee over my head on the way to the front door. 

Everyone was already there.  Jay, Paul, Burr, and Wiggs, who answered the door. He let his
signature grin show and pulled me inside.  

"'Bout time you got here." He told me. 

I followed him through the kitchen, stopping to grab a beer out of the fridge first, before
meeting the others in the basement. 

"You gotta fucking see this, dude!" He said excitedly. 

"What's up?" I asked when we got to the bottom of the stairs. 

The rest of the guys were glued to the TV, a 56 incher with surround sound. But I didn't hear
anything though.

Well, except for drool hitting the floor and a couple of comments that didn't seem directed to
anyone in particular. 

"Dude..." Burr sighed. 

I moved toward the couch and took a look at what they were seeing.  

I thought my heart was going to stop. Or my dick was going to tear through my pants. 

"Holy fuck!" I yelled, not believing my eyes. "Where'd you get that?!"

Paul shook his head and shrugged. 

"Wasn't one I grabbed." He said, never taking his eyes from the screen. 

"We ran into this girl on the way out." Jay filled me in. "I think its hers." He glanced at me and
shrugged. "Think we took it when we were picking up our vids."
"You ran into a girl on your way out of the Video Barn?" I asked them. "Like ran into, ran into?"

"Yeah." Paul nodded.

"And you picked this up?" I was staring at the screen, unbelieving. 

"Yeah." Paul nodded again. 

"And you didn't notice that it didn't have one of those big, plastic cases over it?" 

I glanced at the coffee table and saw the other dvds they'd rented. They were all in bulky cases
that were a standard at the Video Barn. 

"Nah man..." Jay glanced up at me and shrugged. "We were in a hurry to go. Didn't wanna get
caught." 

I nodded and kept my attention on the scene playing out on the big screen TV.

Dawn's sister and her girlfriend were going at it. The red head was on her knees, head hung low,
pushing back against the blonde's hand. 

"Is that her whole hand?" I asked, my beer still in mine, but completely forgotten.

"Uh huh." Wiggs nodded.  

I looked around at all of them and then back at the screen.  I didn't think any of them had
recognized the chicks going at it.

"Look at that ass." Burr commented. 

"Those tits." Paul added.

"Uh... how many times have you guys watched this?" I asked. 

"Four" Came the answer from all of them.

"Damn..." I shook my head, not able to tear my eyes from the screen again.  

The red head and blondie were pushing and pulling back and forth, the blonde's hand buried inside
the red's pussy. The blonde was gritting her teeth, her muscles rippling as she held onto her
girlfriend and fucked her with her hand.  I'd never seen anything like it. Not even in my sister's
porn collection. What we were seeing was just... just... I have no words for it. 

Then it hit me.  

I looked closer at the room they were in. The camera gave a pretty good view of most of the room,
even though the bed was the center of attention.  

"Holy shit." I said suddenly. 

I took a closer look at the dresser, the nightstand, and the boxes that sat among them. 

"I know, dude. It's fucking hot." Wiggs, who was still standing beside me, commented.

Yeah, it was fucking hot. My groin was stirring, my dick twitching and I was trying to will it to
be a good boy and stay down. I would have liked nothing more than to settle on the couch, drink a
few beers, and watch this over and over.  But the part of me that really was a nice guy just
couldn't do it.  

"No, dude." 

I shook my head, glancing at Wiggs. 

"I think that's my sister's apartment." 

***

We were in the shower, kissing and holding onto each other while the soap lay on the bathtub floor
between us.  Her breasts were pressed against mine, sudsy still from the quick wash-down we had
attempted.  But there was still heat between us, still an arousal that our little quickie wasn't
going to quell. 

Buffy had one hand on my butt, the other cupping my cheek while I held her around the waist and
pulled her against me tighter. I broke off the kiss long enough to nip at her bottom lip. She
growled playfully before her mouth was on me again, her tongue slipping easily between my parted
lips. I moved one hand behind her head to hold her to me while I sucked and stroked her tongue.  

She pressed me up against the wall and parted my legs with hers, pushing her thigh into my sex.
Neither of us said anything, just kept kissing and pressing our bodies tighter and tighter
together. The hot water continued to rain down on us, but we paid it no attention, lost in each
other's embrace, taste, and desire. 

Buffy gripped me tighter and allowed a low groan in the back of her throat.  The aggressive,
slayer part of her was exerting itself again and I waited eagerly for it, relishing the
overwhelming need to surrender it caused in me. 

She broke off from the kiss and lifted me, turning to face the far wall.  She set me back down on
two feet, only to have me turn away from her. Knowing me, I probably would have slipped on the wet
surface if Buffy hadn't been in total control of my body.  

I spread my hands out on the wall and closed my eyes, biting my bottom lip as I felt her hands
slide up and over my breasts.  She caught my erect nipples between her fingers and rolled them.
She licked and nipped the side of my neck before moving down my shoulder where her teeth met my
skin repeatedly, backed by my slayer's sexy growls. My hips rocked back and forth as if some other
power propelled them.  

Then she was on her knees behind me, her hands on my butt and her mouth doing wonderful things to
the backs of my thighs.  I could feel the spray of the hot water bouncing off of Buffy's shoulders
as she moved from one thigh to the other, and then one cheek to the other as well. She was
Kissing, licking, and nipping until she had me spread and pulled forward, my back arched, so that
our shower water didn't go to waste.  The water hit the small of my back and ran down between my
cheeks where Buffy's talented tongue began to move against me.  

I was whimpering and moaning, my knuckles growing white as I tried to grip the smooth, tiled
surface.  Her tongue worked the thin sheet between my two holes and then slipped up until she was
licking and nudging the soft, wrinkled tissue of my anus. I was pushing back against her even
though she held me steady with her powerful hands.  It felt so good, and I honestly didn't know if
it could feel any better.  I was in the palm of her hand, in pure pleasure, yet I wanted more. So
much more. 

And then her fingers were inside me, not thrusting but wiggling, pressing upwards so that when I
rocked back against her tongue, I was also rocking back onto her fingers. 

I don't know where she learned all the wonderful things she does to me, but I'm pretty sure I'm
not that good a teacher.  It must just be a talent she has...

I felt warm all over and it sure wasn't from the steamy bath. It felt like tiny ripples of heat
and pleasure working their way over my body from my center.  I was caught on the edge, floundering
in the space between wanting to have an orgasm and not wanting Buffy to ever stop licking me. 

She teased my opening with the tip of her tongue and then pressed against it with the flat of her
tongue before going back to laving the area, as an animal would care for a wound - steady strokes
with intent.  She began to move her fingers in and out of me, thrusting upwards as I brought my
hips back down. 

I felt the fingers of her other hand on my clit, circling in rhythm with her exploring tongue and
her thrusting fingers. Buffy was using both hands and her mouth on me and I knew that she was
getting almost as much pleasure and satisfaction out of making me feel so good, as I was.  

I was nothing but a boneless mass of perfect, pleasurable sensations. And they were building.
Building and rising out of me, ballooning as my cunt did around my lover's fingers until I was
exploding. Wave after sweet wave rushed over me making me see stars and pretty colors and feel
nothing but absolute love and devotion for this woman that would bring me such pleasure. 

***

"Buffy! Willow!" 

Dawn was calling Buffy and Willow from the bottom of the stairs.  I was supposed to come over by
myself, holding a disc that had them making love on it. Instead, I was standing in the foyer with
Casey and Claire, minus said disc, with sweaty palms and the shakes. To say I was scared was the
understatement of the year. 

They were going to be pissed. They were going to kick me out of their house and never let me in to
their lives again.  My ex-lover was going to turn her back on me, as I once did her.  And Buffy,
who had stood up for me and trusted me with so much, would never want to see me again.  I figured
I would be lucky if we left their house without Buffy trying to kill us with one of her shiny
metal toys, or Willow doing the dark magicks.

"They're probably coming." Dawn said, turning back to us. "They usually hear me." She explained. 

"You sure got a set of lungs on ya." Casey commented and was immediately rewarded with an elbow
from Claire.  

I suspected Casey was noticing more than Dawn's screaming ability.  She had grown up a lot in the
last year, really coming into her assets and though I considered her a sister more than anything,
those changes hadn't gone unnoticed. 

Dawn eyed my friends curiously with that familiar territorial glint in her eyes, as if to say,
"Don't mess with my people."  I'm sure she gained that trait from Willow who could be very
territorial and possessive when it came to her friends. 

"I think we'll sit." I told her and headed into the living room, taking a seat on the end of the
couch with Casey and Claire taking up the remainder. 

If I had my way, I would've dragged Andi and Shell into meeting with Buffy and Will as well, so
that all five of us could take part in the screaming and threatening and ass kicking.  

I sighed and put my head in my hands, not sure if I was ready for what was to come. 

"You okay, Tara?" Dawn asked, softly. 

She sat across from us in a hard-backed chair, her elbows on her knees. 

"Just tired, Dawn." I lied.  

"Oh." She didn't say anything else and went back to looking at my friends.  

I heard Buffy and Willow giggling at the top of the stairs before they quieted themselves and
started down.  My stomach was turning itself into knots and the lump in my throat was growing
impossibly large. Each step they took made my heart beat that much faster. I swallowed a few times
and realized how dry my mouth was.  I was all fear and worry and couldn't remember the last time
I'd felt quite that bad. Maybe when I still thought I was a demon and was trying to hide it from
everyone. But even then, it was a fear I'd lived with for a long time. This was sudden and
unexpected and was making it very hard for me to sit there and not run. 

"Hey guys. What's up?" 

Willow smiled brightly and squeezed Buffy's arm before moving away to sit on the edge of the
coffee table. Buffy stayed in the entryway, her hands clasped behind her back.  She looked happy. 
Happier than I'd ever remembered seeing her, and it made me feel sick.  

"Hey." Casey said quietly, waving her hand with one quick motion. 

I glanced at her and she raised her eyebrows, urging me to get it over with.  I had explained the
whole Slayer thing to them back at the apartment and Casey still didn't seem that convinced she
wouldn't be able to hold her own in a fight with Buffy.  That was the thing about Casey, she was
really laid back, but I knew of several occasions where she turned things physical in defense of
herself or her friends.  I was working on helping her try to find her inner peace and to learn how
to problem solve without relying on physical action.  After the slayer explanation she wasn't
willing to let me go by myself, insisting that I might need back up. I reminded her that I did
know magic and if the situation turned ugly, could handle myself. 

As much as I feared Buffy kicking our butts all the way around and out of Sunnydale, I knew that
she probably wouldn't do that. If anything, Willow could hold her back and convince her that we
weren't worth it. And indeed, I felt we weren't even worth the energy that she'd use laying into
us. I felt lower than dirt. These were my friends and I put them in a position where they were
violated and their trust torn to shreds, and the didn't even know it yet.  

"Okay, so what's the big?" Willow asked, glancing from me to my friends and back again, her face
creasing in concern. 

"Uh, I think we should talk without Dawn." I told her, looking at Dawn and offering a silent
apology. 

"Um... okay." She got up and glanced at all of us again. "You know I'm almost sixteen and you
can't keep everything from me all of the time!" She scowled and walked past Buffy, who just rolled
her eyes.

Even though I was sure Dawn would probably find a way to listen to our conversation, I waited for
her door to shut and then glanced from Buffy to Willow, bracing myself. 

"So spill already." Willow urged. "What's going on?" 

She could see the fear and worry in my face, in the way I was sitting. She could probably feel the
negative vibes hitting her at full force. 

"Yeah Tara, what's up with the big meeting with old friends?" Buffy asked, keeping her place. 

"I-I uh... w-w-well um..." I swallowed and closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. "I-I h-have
something to tell you."  

"We kinda figured that. W-whatever it is, you can tell us." Willow said gently, her hand finding
mine and squeezing. 

That was the worst thing she could possibly do. Offer me support when what I was going to tell her
was going to hurt her, piss her off, and end any support and friendship she was extending to me. 

"A-about the party..." I started again, removing my hand from hers and running both of them up and
down my arms. "There's something... something y-you should know... s-something..." 

"Look," Buffy said, "Whatever happened at the party... I mean, it was wicked wild... but there's
nothing to worry about."

"Yes!." Willow agreed. "The party. All good with the party." She gave us that priceless 'not even
an issue' smile.

I shook my head and got up, standing on the other side of the room, opposite Buffy. Casey and
Claire sat motionless, watching me stumble and falter as my soon to be ex-friends continued to
reassure me and offer support. 

"There's a disc." I said suddenly, not looking at any of them. "W-well... there w-was a disc." 

"A disc?" Asked Buffy.

I nodded. 

"O-okay. Right." Added Willow. "You mentioned a movie, so... okay, what's this movie?" 

I swallowed, still not looking at any of them.

"I-I-Its of... of um... i-its of..." 

I heard a familiar melody and looked at Claire.  She sat wide-eyed, blushing. Van Morrison's
'Brown Eyed Girl' played out in a muted ring tone from her small hemp bag that sat in her lap. Her
cell phone. 

"You gonna answer that?" Buffy asked her, raising her eyebrow, knowing something was up. 

Claire looked at me, mouthing an apology, knowing how close I was to finally telling them, and how
much harder it would be to work my nerve back up. I nodded for her to answer her phone. 

"Hello?" She spoke into the slim, blue phone softly. "Hey Andi." 

Claire glanced at Casey and then at me, her eyes growing wide again. 

"We're here now." She told Andi. "He what?!" 

Case and I exchanged looks. 

"Tell him not to let it out of his sight." She told Andi firmly. "Yeah, we'll meet you there." 

When put the phone down and looked at me with a reassuring smile. 

"Andi knows where it is and we're going over there right now to get it." 
"The...?"

She nodded. Andi knew where the disc was and we were going to get it back.  

I looked at Buffy and Willow, both of them looking at us with a mixture of concern and curiosity.
I realized then that Claire had been right all along. I should never have asked Shellie and Andi
to put the video on a disc to bring to Buffy and Willow. I should have told them to delete the
file and keep it our secret. 

"Uh... we need to go. Now." Casey said, getting up and giving her hand to Claire, who took it,
nodding in agreement, and got up. 

"Y-yeah." I nodded. "Sorry about... uh..."

Willow stood up and came over to me, her face still creased in worry. She put her hand on mine
again. Concerned friend and former lover.  

"A-are you okay?" She asked me, quietly. 

I closed my eyes and nodded. 

"I-I'll explain everything later." I told her, looking at Buffy as well. 

They both nodded and I figured they understood that they wouldn't get an explanation until I was
ready. 

Casey, Claire, and I were going to retrieve the disc, destroy it, and not tell Buffy or Willow a
word about it.  

Disc? What disc?

***

"Oookay" 

Buffy turned and arched her eyebrow. I just shook my head. I didn't know what to think.  

"Was that weird? Did that seem weird to you?" 

I nodded. It was weird. And I was a bit worried about Tara. 

Buffy looked back at the door briefly before turning completely toward me. Buffy's confused face
is so adorable. 

"I don't understand," Buffy went on, "all that fuss about them coming over. And I certainly don't
understand the sudden rush to leave without any explanation." 

I nodded in agreement. Yeah, it was weird all right, but at that moment I seemed to be more caught
up in the way Buffy's eyebrows were creased. The way she was nibbling ever so slightly on her
bottom lip.  

"Tara said there was a disc, right?" 

I nodded.

"Something about the party and a disc and then they leave!"

She was scowling and I couldn't stop thinking about licking her bottom lip where she had, just
moments ago, been nibbling it. 

"We could have had more sex."  I said, suddenly. 

She rolled her eyes at me.

"God, Will. Pervy much?"  

I blushed, realizing I had spoken out loud. Sure I was wondering what was going on with Tara and
her friends, but there was the sex.  The wonderful, steamy, multi-orgasmic sex we could have been
having if it hadn't been for knowing Tara was going to stop by.  

The blush didn't last long though. I had a quick flashback to our time in the shower. I could feel
a huge, dopey grin spread across my face. Pervy much? Yes!  When it comes to Buffy Summers, I'm
all about the perviness, thank you! Not like she could say anything.  Always attacking me in the
kitchen and in the hallways. She was like horny-slayer 24 hours a day, seven days a week.  In
fact, I'm willing to bet that during the next apocalypse, she'll make time for us to scrump before
she stops the world from ending. 

Again, she rolled her eyes and turned back to the door.  

"That was weird." She commented again, quietly.

I finally made my brain focus on the recent events with Tara and her friends. Buffy was right, the
whole thing was weird. Tara was really upset. No, more than that. She was scared.  Scared to tell
Buffy and me something. And then they get a phone call and her whole tune changed. Tara said she
was okay and that she'd explain later, but that just wasn't like her. 

"My spidey sense detects trouble."  She stated before turning back to me. 

"A demon?"  

"No." She shook her head. "Just maybe something that calls for a little slayer investigation?"  

Without another word from me, Buffy grabbed her keys off the table and opened the door.  

"I'm following them."  She told me, quickly slipping into detective mode. 

"Buffy." I started, "You can't follow them. They're in a car and you're...  carless."

"Oh."  

She pouted, realizing she would have no idea in what direction they were headed even if she did
have a car.  She shifted her weight from one leg to the next and then put her hands on her hips. 

"I'm still going out. I'll head down town and have a look around. Keep my eye out for that little
red car they're in. I smell trouble, Will, and I want to know what's going on."  

"Okay." I nodded before asking, "Want me to come?" 

"No, that's okay. Stay here with Dawn.  Just in case of... well, y'know, whatever."  

"Okay."  

I caught her arm before she had a chance to slip completely out the door.  

"It's probably nothing." I assured her.  "But be careful."

"Always." She smiled.

I quirked my eyebrow and her smile faded.

"Okay... well... not always." She confessed. "But don't worry, 'kay? I'll be careful." 

"I love you." I told her quietly before placing a soft kiss at the corner of her mouth.  

She smiled and pressed back against me. 

"Love you too, Will. I'll call if there's trouble."  

Buffy patted her pocket where her newly purchased cell phone was. I nodded my okay and then she
turned and headed down the walk. 

"Oh hey, Buffy!"  I called out, remembering about the cookout she had suggested. 

She turned and looked at me questioningly. 

"Do you want me to make some plans for that cook out you wanted to have? Call the boys... a-and
Anya?"

"Yeah, Willow."  She smiled, "That would be great."  

I waved before she turned and started to make her way down the street. I watched her walk halfway
down Revello before closing the door and deciding to get busy with the plans for our cookout. I
needed to call Giles and Xander and see if they'd be free to come, although I really wasn't
worried about it. We always seem to do everything together, but a girl has to cover all the bases
during planning.  And there were the shopping lists to prepare.  And the music. 
And games. There should always be games at a Scooby gathering...

***

I smiled, remembering our talk about having everyone over for a cook out and telling them that we
were together. 

"Yeah, Willow.  That would be great."  

She waved and I headed down the street. I wasn't sure where I was going. Downtown Sunnydale. But I
had no idea if I would find Casey's red Civic. I might find ten red Civics, but how would I know
which was Casey's? Demons I could find. A few lesbians in a red Civic? That was an entirely
different matter. 

But despite me being aware that I would probably find nothing, I kept walking. There was something
wrong. That, I was sure, I didn't imagine. Any idiot could deduce the same. Tara said that there
was something about the party. She had come over to give us a movie or something but she didn't
mention it when she was there. In fact, Tara seemed scared to say anything. Then a call and
they're off! It wasn't so much that I thought Tara and her friends were up to something... even if
Tara had been acting way different than I'd ever seen her before. Even Willow was surprised by
Tara's behavior. I wasn't sure what was going on, but I wanted to find out. And when the Slayer
wants to find something out, she does. 

Usually. Sometimes. Well, I try anyway...

***

I couldn't stop my thoughts from racing as we headed to meet Andi and Shell. Thoughts like: We
never had a disc. Movie? What movie? We're going to break the disc in half and toss it straight in
the trash. Better yet, I thought we'd break the disc into many, tiny little pieces. Then burn it.
Then bury it. Or drive to the beach and toss it off the pier. Only, that would have been polluting
and I could never do anything like that.  

"Ya know," started Casey, "It's not like we killed someone. We're not going to hide a body. Or
retrieve the murder weapon to throw off the pier." 

"P-pier?" I asked; my thoughts still stuck in how to destroy the disc beyond all possible
recognition.

Case continued, "I mean, yeah sure... its not something anyone wants floating around and I'm
glad... for all our sakes... that Andi's brother has, at this very minute, access to the -"

"He and his friends are probably whacking off to it."  Claire offered, cutting Casey off.  "In
fact, he... What's his name?" 

"Markus." Casey told her.

"Right, Markus. He and his pals will probably recognize Buffy and Willow if they see them. 
They'll think of what's on that disc. And those girls will never know." 

"Yeah, but..." Casey was trying to make things not look so bad. 

"It's a violation, Case." Claire half-turned and caught my eye. "And we can get the disc and make
sure no one else ever sees it again, but we'll always know. And those boys will always know. And
Tara's friends will have been violated without them ever knowing. Their trust betrayed." 

I let a single tear slip down my cheek. 

"We can't change that," Claire continued, "but we can try to make it better."  

She reached out and touched my cheek, wiping away my tears. 

"I'm sorry, Tar." 

I closed my eyes fighting the tears that inevitably would come again. I knew what Claire was
saying. I knew she was right. 

"But we have to tell the anyway."  I said, quietly. 

"What??!"   

Case pulled her eyes from the road and looked around wildly, glancing back and forth between
Claire and me. 

"Are you insane, Tara?	How is that making it better? We're in the clear now!"

"Its the right thing to do." I told them, forcing myself to look up.  

Claire nodded, but stayed quiet. 

"Right thing to do, my ass!"  Casey shouted and gunned the engine. "We're not telling them shit.
We're going to get that disc and kill it and bury it and never say anything else about it!" 

I shook my head against her words.  I couldn't do that.  If Buffy and Willow never wanted to talk
to me again, then so be it.  I couldn't just let this go. I wouldn't be able to live with the
guilt, especially now that Andi's brother and his friends had watched it. 

"Nope. No. No. No way!" Casey continued.  "You're in the clear here with this shit, Tara. And
that's the way it's going to stay." 

I slid forward in my seat so that I was leaning between the two front seats.	

"I'm going to tell them. You don't have to have anything to do with it.  But I need to tell them,
for my own peace of mind." 

Casey set her jaw but said nothing else. She was angry. 

"Please, Casey." 

I put my hand on her arm, running my thumb back and forth to soothe her.  

"I know you're just looking out for me," My voice was quiet, soothing. "But I have to do it."

Casey sighed and gave me a nod but refrained from anything more.  She knew when to quit a losing
battle. 

I kissed her on the cheek and whispered, "Thank you." 

***

"If my sister knows there's another copy she'll kill me. And then she'll come here and kill all of
you."  

I sat down in a huff.  I couldn't believe I had let Burr talk me into letting him make a copy of
the home video. The home video of Dawn's sister... 

I leaned forward, putting my head in my hands and groaned.  This whole thing was a mess. And it
wasn't even really my mess. I just walked into it. Just happened to be the brother of the idiot
who thought it would be cool to record any overnight guests in her apartment.  What would mom
think?

"Dude, don't worry about it." Burr started, "No one's gonna find out. It'll just be our little
secret. Right, Jay? Paul?" 

I looked up and saw them nodding in agreement. 

"Wiggs?" 

Wiggs glanced at me and then nodded.

"Yeah. Totally." He said before breaking out into a grin. "Come on Mark, you can't tell me you
don't think that vid's hot." 

"I never said that." 

I stood up and stretched. This evening was becoming way too stressful. 

"I just don't think it's right."  

"Yeah, well... too late now." Burr picked up the extra copy and waved it absently in the air.
"This baby's stayin' here." 

I picked up my warm beer and chugged.  They were right.  What was the harm if no one ever knew? So
we had a copy of two chicks fucking each other and I just happened to know who they were and who
recorded them. So what?  

"Yeah. Whatever." I shrugged and threw the empty bottle in the trashcan.  "I need another beer." 

"Yeah man, me too." 

I started up the stairs with Wiggs behind me when I heard Jay say, "Let's watch it again." 

I shook my head. I had a feeling I was going to regret this.   

I handed Wiggs another cold one, absently saying, "here" when I heard the doorbell.  

Yeah, I knew for sure I was going to regret it.
**



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Willow: "It's a good fight, Buffy, and I want in."
Buffy:  "I kinda love you."
                     'Choices'

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