Chapter 3- Lick It, Before You Stick It

"Hey, Buff." Angel purred into the mouth piece.

"Hi Ang," Buffy said sarcastically. She hated when Angel shortened her name to "Buff". Other people did and she was perfectly fine with it, but when it came to Angel calling her that, it creeped her out.

"Where are you, I thought you'd be home earlier?"

"I was late to the set and then things ran over. Plus, I caught up with Oz, and oh! I ran into Scott Hope. Did you know that he…"

"So, how was the little fruit?"

Buffy thought, 'I should have known that Angel knew about Scott already'. She rolled her eyes even though he couldn't see it and voiced her displeasure, "You're so rude and obnoxious."

"I'm just kidding, Buff, don't be mad at me. Hey, are you at the store?"

"I'm on my way home."

"I thought you were doing some shopping? We're out of frozen pizza and beer. Can you stop and pick some up?"

Buffy sighed wearily, "What else do we need?"

"Oh, some hair gel and other stuff. I don't know…things?"

Buffy chuckled, "Wow, really? We're all out of stuff and things?"

"I don't know, Buff. You're usually home more than me, you'll know what we'll need when you get there."

Again, Angel's apathy was pissing her off.

"Yeah, I guess I will," She said curtly.

If he didn't hear the annoyance in her voice, then he just didn't care what she felt. She could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke again, "Can't wait to see you when you get home, baby."

"See you soon," Buffy said, hoping he would just let her hang up.

"Hurry up, I miss you."

"Bye."

"Love you…"

Buffy hesitated for a moment, "I love you too."

After the call disconnected Buffy tossed the phone on the passenger seat. It promptly slid off the leather material and down into the black hole between the door and the seat base.

"Just great," She muttered.

It was almost an hour and a half later that Buffy was finally done grocery shopping and making her way back to her house in Malibu. Her phone rang and she sighed at the display.

"I'm almost home, there was a huge line. Is it the end of the world or something?"

"Nah, baby. I just was calling to say something came up. I've got a business meeting tonight and I won't be able to take you to dinner."

"What? Why not?"

"Something came up. I'm sorry, baby. I know how you were looking forward to it. Hey, why don't you call one of your girlfriends and make it a girl's night out. You can talk about what an asshole I am." He laughed like it was a joke.

"Whatever. When will you be home?"

"Don't know, but if it runs late I might just stay in town at the loft."

"The loft" was her loft on Sunset Blvd. The one she lived in before she met Angel and he convinced her to buy the house in Malibu so they would be closer to the beach they never went to.

"I'm real sorry, babe. I know how much you wanted to try that new steak place. I'm kinda bummed about it myself. You mad at me?"

If she weren't driving she'd have closed her eyes so she could gather some sense of calm back within herself. She didn't know how many times she had to tell him she was a vegetarian and she didn't think this time would do any good either.

Well, she had been a vegetarian up until six months into their relationship, when it looked like they'd break up over her not wanting to taste his Kobe beef steak, she had compromised and started to add meat into her diet again. But usually only when she was with Angel.

"It's okay, I'll just relax at home. Maybe do what you said and call a friend for dinner." She thought of Faith and hoped she hadn't made other plans yet.

"Good, that's sweet. Treat yourself. Okay, I gotta go, Buff. Love you."

"Love you too." She said, trying not to sound terse.

Buffy finally made it home twenty minutes later after getting stuck in yet another traffic jam.

After putting away the groceries and making sure the dog had food, water and had been out to pee, she picked up her phone and called Oz.

"Hey, Buffy. What's up?"

"Hi, Oz, I was wondering if you could call someone and give them my number."

"Oh yeah? Let me guess. You want to talk to Faith."

'I'm that transparent aren't I?' She thought to herself but said to him, "She invited me to dinner and I had plans, but now those plans are down the toilet and…"

"I get it Buffy…it's cool. I'll call her and give her your number. Thanks for the scene today by the way. You guys had incredible chemistry, even though you didn't get to meet before hand."

"Thanks," Buffy didn't want to say anymore lest she incriminate herself as to being sort of obsessed with Faith all day.

She had seen her everywhere she went; even at the grocery store there were things that reminded her of Faith. Not just the cucumbers and zucchini she saw in the produce section, but even when she saw a box of Honey Nut Cheerios. That one was a bit of a stretch, but the honey/almond/lemon flavor that seemed to be on Faith's skin as she was sucking her off, popped into her head when she was picking up a box of the cereal.

"No, thank you. I'll call her right now, she's probably with Xander and Cordy, they all left the set together."

"Thanks. I owe you one."

"Well, I usually would say, 'No you don't' but I might need you for another movie soon, so I'll say, 'Yeah, yeah you do.'"

Buffy laughed, "Okay."

"Have a good time tonight, Buffy."

"It's just dinner, Oz."

"I know, but just enjoy yourself, you deserve it."

"Thanks, I'll try."

"Bye, Buffy."

"Bye."

She hung up and let out a sigh. It was going to be an agonizing wait, so she decided to try and relax herself. Every time she got into the lotus position and closed her eyes she would see Faith and the look she had in her eyes before Buffy started giving her head. It was what had gotten her so excited and into the scene.

After fifteen minutes of trying to find her chi, she gave up and opened her side table drawer. She took out her life like penis shaped vibrator and had a naughty thought so she went with it. She licked the shaft up and down sensuously while she walked over to her bed to take off her clothes.

Once she was naked, she stretched out on top of the bedspread and imagined that Faith was with her. Buffy gathered saliva in her mouth and pushed the vibrator past her lips just until the head was inside. Working her tongue around it, she made the mushroomed top so wet it glistened. Then she turned on the base and slid it down to her erect nipple, and let the vibrations excite her senses even further. After a minute she did the same to her other nipple. She could feel the tension in her belly building and she knew she needed to get herself off, or she wouldn't be able to function for the rest of the day.

By the time she reached her pussy with the vibrator she was moaning and sighing loudly. With the scene she saw of Faith and the two girls in her mind she pushed the penis in slowly at first but then began to push and pull the cock out more rapidly. She could tell she wouldn't need to simultaneously masturbate her clit to be able to orgasm. She was so worked up she was going to come hard just by pushing the vibe in and out of her dripping cunt.

When her phone started to ring she had just begun to ride the crest of her first orgasm. It barely registered in her mind that anything but her vibrator was sounding out in the room. The machine picked up and what she heard next made her come so hard she was screaming like she was being brutally stabbed.

"Hey, it's Faith. I wanna fuck you so hard you'll see stars…you won't be able to walk right for fucking days…"

She didn't hear any other part of the message because instead of her orgasm slowing, it kept right on building and she was screaming through another one in a matter of seconds. Her hips were twisting and turning and she was using both hands to push and pull and grind the phallus in and around her pussy. The vibrations soon became too much and she had to turn off the base of the vibrator, but she kept it in her pussy as the muscles inside pulsed around the "flesh" of the plastic member.

"Ooohhh, Faith…" She groaned without thinking. "Mmmmm."

After a few moments of pleasurable mini orgasms that were caused by Buffy squeezing her vaginal muscles around the cock, she remembered the message on the machine. Surely it was just her mind playing tricks on her.

She pulled the dildo out with another groan and got off the bed to check the message.

"Hey, it's Faith." Her pussy gave another nice little aftershock of pleasure. "I wanna fuck you so hard you'll see stars…" She gasped at that, her heart beat hard in her chest. "…you won't be able to walk right for fucking days…" Buffy closed her eyes and saw herself in place of Glory being fucked hard by Faith. "Wait, whose number is this?" It sounded like Faith held the receiver away from her mouth as she asked the question. "Buffy's?! Oh damn!" Her heart sank, "Damn, I thought it was my grandma's! Man, why didn't you tell me?! Oh, hey B…ummm, yeah, I'm a fuckin' dork and I was just yankin' your chain just now. Oz gave me your number and told me to call you. I'm hopin' it was because your night suddenly became free, but it seems like you're out already so…well, I don't know…but call me if you get this…843-8339. I'll be in all night. Unless, well ya know…you call me to go out. Anyway, dork mode over. Check ya later. Peace."

Buffy tried to control her breathing but she wasn't having any luck, the excitement she felt about Faith's phone call and the orgasms she just had were making that difficult. She did her best though, as she ran into her bathroom and washed and dried her vibrator and then wiped her pussy and thighs with toilet paper. Normally she would have just basked in the afterglow of such a good session with her vibrator, and even licked it clean before getting up to wash it because she liked the taste of herself, but she was in too much of a rush for all that. She needed to make sure she was able to catch Faith before she changed her mind about going out.

After cleaning up as best she could in a hurry, she picked up the phone and hit the last call missed call on the display, it instantly redialed Faith's number.

"Hey, B, I was hopin' you wouldn't be turned off by my message and decide I wasn't worth the effort."

"Are you kidding? It was cute. Besides, your message did the exact opposite of turning me off." She said, without really realizing the implications and the true meaning of that sentence.

Faith picked up on it though, "Oh really? What did you do? Get yourself off to it?" She laughed, thinking she was being funny.

Buffy tried to think of something that would be suitable to make a comeback with.

"You wish," She failed.

"Yeah, well you're hot and I'm a stud, so no brainer there."

Her pussy was giving her nice pulses at the images Faith was putting in her head, she especially got a thrill at Faith calling herself a stud. Again, the image of Faith fucking Glory fast and furiously popped into her mind.

"You're so full of yourself."

"I'm just kiddin' around with you, B. So what's up?"

"Well, I thought maybe I'd take you up on your offer. That is if it still stands…"

"To go out to dinner? Fuck yeah, it still stands!"

"Great," Buffy smiled at Faith's eagerness. "So, did you want to meet me somewhere?"

"How about I come and pick you up? Where do you live?"

"Malibu."

"Way out there?"

"What? It's only like ninety minutes to downtown," Buffy grinned mischievously.

"Exactly. Anyway, I crashed my car last week, I was gonna come and pick you up on my ten speed."

Buffy laughed.

"Why don't I just come and pick you up? Where do you live?"

"In West Hollywood, on North Laurel Ave."

"You live in a house?"

"Nope, in an apartment, I'll give you the number."

"Hang on, let me get a pen."

"Cool. So what were you doin' like workin' out or something?"

"What?"

"You sounded winded when you picked up the phone."

"Oh, yeah, I was running on the treadmill."

"Figures, you run and I'm here sittin' on my ass."

"I'm surprised you don't have plans."

"Yeah, well I did, but they got fucked up. Cordy and Xander brought me home and now they're smokin' weed and watchin' fuckin' episodes of the Hills, I wanna shoot myself."

"That sounds like a blast."

"Yeah, fuckin' rip roarer, lemme tell ya."

"Okay, I've got a pen."

Faith gave her the rest of the address information and what the best route to take from Buffy's area was. She knew just where there would be trouble spots and how much traffic there would be and how much time it would take her to get there.

Buffy said she would leave right after she took her shower and Faith said to call when she was leaving.

An hour later and a half later, and the butterflies that were in Buffy's stomach were going turbo charged as she pulled up outside of Faith's apartment. Faith walked up to the car, she had been waiting outside for her.

"I'm so sorry, am I late?"

"Nope, wanted to come out and get some fresh air," Faith said, as Buffy undid the lock on the passenger side door. She lifted the handle and slid into the passenger seat. "Thought I'd save you the trouble of havin' to say hi to Cordy and Xand. They're fuckin' wasted. Man, this is a fuckin' sweet ass ride. Black Mercedes 500 with leather seats and a rag top. That's what I'm talkin' about!"

"It's a 550."

"Oooh, my bad. Even sweeter."

Buffy smiled at Faith and had this overwhelming urge to give her a kiss.

Faith leaned in and Buffy followed suit, then thought better of it and gave her a peck on the cheek.

"Damn, girl, slow down," Faith smirked.

Buffy got lost for a moment in her dimpled grin.

"I…"

"B, I'm just kiddin' ya. I know you got a boyfriend, and I'm not here to try and fuck things up for ya. We're two friends goin' out for some grub, that's all."

"Okay," Buffy agreed.

"Two friends who shared some really fuckin' hot sex this morning. Ya know, the things that friends do."

Buffy laughed as she pulled out of the parking space.

"Where do you wanna go?" Buffy asked.

"There's this cool place that just opened everyone's talkin' about."

 Buffy felt a little disappointment at that, she knew it was going to be that new steak place that Angel wanted to take her to.

"It's vegetarian, up on Melrose. You okay with that?"

Buffy's heart felt lighter and she couldn't help but smile and nod.

"I know the place you mean, I've been wanting to go there since it opened, but I haven't had the chance."

"Cool, Cordy said it's the bomb."

The rest of the drive to the restaurant was pleasant enough for both of them. Buffy found Faith, funny and smart and Faith thought Buffy was every bit as sweet as she had heard, not to mention hot as fuck and smelling like a soft ripe fruit that made her mouth water. She also thought Buffy was funny and smart, smarter than most of the chicks she had met recently. And she genuinely laughed at Faith's jokes. They were very laid back and easy with each other and both had the feeling that this was the start of a very nice friendship.

When they were finally shown to a table, Buffy thought it was cute that Faith had held the chair out for her, they received some smiles from the patrons seated at tables around them. It was a big spacious dining area, but the tables were situated in such a way that it seemed intimate, and the lighting was pleasantly soft.

"Mmm, everything looks so good." Buffy said, as she scanned the menu.

Faith looked up covertly and watched the blonde over her own menu. She found her incredibly sexy and couldn't believe the luck she had in scoring a date with her. Too bad she had a boyfriend, but Oz had said he was a complete dick and was sleeping around on Buffy, although no one could prove it and Buffy was oblivious. Faith didn't want to take advantage of Buffy, instead she felt like she should be there to protect her. Offer her some genuine friendship and fun in her life and get the same thing in return.

After they placed their order Buffy sat up and leaned in a little, "So, have you and Cordelia been together long?"

Faith shrugged, "I met Cordy about three years ago, she was skiing in Switzerland and I was being studied there."

"You mean you were studying."

"No, I was being studied. Kinda like a lab rat."

"A what now?"

"Well…" Faith sat up and leaned in over the table mimicking Buffy's posture. "Turns out, I'm kinda one of a kind…And doctor's from all over the world wanted to study me. How I worked, what was inside. All that kinda shit. Got so many ex-rays and ultra-sounds and scans probably gave me ball cancer or somethin'. They even cut me open a few times."

"Really? Why? Who let them?" Buffy was clearly upset hearing Faith's story.

"My parents signed these papers, giving them the right to study me."

"How old were you?"

"Ten."

"But you were just a kid, how did they get away with that?"

"I kinda went along with it to get away from my parents. Spent time in all of the major hospitals around the world, being the guinea pig for their gender studies units. Doctor's were pretty cool, I got three squares a day, they taught me shit, and I didn't have to be abused by my family back in Southie. Guess it was a win-win."

"Did you ever go back to your family?"

"Got to go back for the holidays and summers. Wish I didn't though." Faith looked away, the look on her face was a troubled one.

"How long did that go on for?"

"'Til my dad fucked off and left my mom and she died from alcohol poisonin'."

"Oh, Faith, I'm so sorry to hear that." Buffy said in sympathy.

Faith looked up at Buffy and fixed her with a sincere look, "Don't be, they weren't the best of parents. Not that I wanted my mom to die or nothin', but she was a pretty shitty mom, should've been in jail. Then there were my 'uncles', people she fucked around on my father with. They were real fuckin' pieces of shit. Excuse my language."

"Did they…"

"Call me a freak? Kick me in the nuts? Try to cut it off for me so I could be a 'real pretty girl'? Yeah."

"I don't know what to…"

"B, don't worry about it. I really didn't come here to spill all my sad stories."

"But isn't that what getting to know each other better would have to entail?" She smiled at Faith. "I mean I have some pretty sad stories too."

"Yeah? Let's hear one."

"My favorite dog was hit by a car and killed on Christmas Eve."

"Fuck, really? Damn, that is bad," Faith said sadly.

"I'm serious."

"So am I, Buffy. How old were you?"

"Eleven."

"Man, that's like losing a family member…worse sometimes. Hits a kid 'specially hard."

"Did you have a dog that died when you were young too?"

"Nah, never had one, but I wanted one so bad, ya know? I can't imagine gettin' one and then have it killed like that."

"So what happened after your parents were gone? Where'd you go?"

"One of the Docs that were at the clinic I was at in Switzerland took me in. She and I had been close 'cause she was such a sweet lady and thought of me as a daughter."

"That's nice. Do you still go there and visit her?"

Faith looked away slightly and fixed her gaze at the wall behind Buffy.

"Nah, she was killed three years ago."

Buffy gasped, "No…"

"Fuckin' right to life group thought she ran an abortion clinic in her down town office. Blew the fucker up with her inside," Faith stopped to think a moment, then continued. "That's when I met Cordy, she was in Switzerland with her friends and spotted me at a party. I was so fuckin' fucked up and high I don't really remember anything from that night. She had to tell me all about it afterwards."

"It sounds like you had a really tough life."

"Some of it was, but a lot of it was cool. I got to see places all over the world that I would never have if I hadn't been born this way. Met some really brilliant people. Had a pretty sweet life most of the time."

Their food was brought out and they waited to talk as the waiter and bus boy placed their plates in front of them. The waiter then opened the bottle of wine they had chosen. It was one of Buffy's favorites. He handed a glass to Buffy and waited as she took a sip, and nodded at him. He took the glass back from her, poured a glassful and did the same for Faith.

"Sorry, my man. I don't drink."

"But, you…we ordered a bottle." Buffy said.

"You can leave it on the table, thanks." Faith said, dismissing the waiter. She looked at a puzzled Buffy, "I wanted you to have what you wanted and that stuff doesn't come by the glass. You just drink what you want. They'll drink the rest when they close. 'Sides if you get too drunk to drive, I've got it. Okay?"

"Are you trying to get into my pants?" Buffy said with a raised eyebrow and a sexy smirk.

"Is it workin'?" Faith mimicked her facial expressions.

"You're so bad..." Buffy smiled.

"But I'm oh so good," Faith practically purred.

Buffy got lost in the sexy sound coming out of Faith's mouth for a moment, then she was reminded of something.

"You know, I just noticed…"

"Yeah, it's big, I know," Faith joked.

"No, show off. I meant your voice, it sounds a lot better."

"That's Rona's brew for ya. I drank like fuckin' twelve cups of that before I left. Went home and napped and when I woke up, besides pissin' like a fuckin' race horse, I could talk again. She should market that shit."

"I use that Throat Coat stuff."

"For before and after your scenes?"

Buffy nodded, "It really keeps everything from being damaged."

"Nothin' wrong with your throat, B. That's for sure."

"Thanks, I think." Buffy blushed and looked down at her food.

Things went silent between them for a while, it wasn't so much as a strained silence as a pause to think of what to say next while they enjoyed their food. Faith wanted to ask and tell Buffy so many things, and Buffy felt the same way, but they were both afraid of scaring the other one off with their questions and comments.

The silence broke when Buffy announced, "I'm going to the restroom. Be right back."

"Take your time." Faith smiled at her.

"So, I was fourteen and had never seen a porno before, can you believe it? My family was real fuckin' repressed when I was growin' up. Ma's boyfriends were complete dicks, but somehow they never left behind porn, although I know they brought it over 'cause I could hear 'em listenin' to it, but fuck if I knew what it was then. Anyway, so I'm with the Doc at a video store in Switzerland, and she tells me I can pick out two movies. Any ones I wanted. And of course in her totally reserved but liberal way she glances over at the adult section. So, I go and look at which ones I wanna get, and I see this one with this hot honey on the cover, totally fuckin' innocent lookin' and so, so hot that I got instantly hard. Up until that point I had never touched myself because I thought I was a freak and I didn't want to acknowledge that I had it. I peed sittin' down, all that kinda stuff. Practically lost it from an infection 'cause I tried to cut it off one time. Anyway, the Doc was tryin' to get me to love myself and I guess that had to start with lovin' my junk. Ya know? So, we go home with our purchases. Me with: 'Come In My Mouth Not in My Hand' and 'Die Hard 2'. Sounded all porny but it was an action flick which I love too so it was all good, and her with: "A Room with A View' and 'Ghandi'. She thought I wouldn't wanna watch those, but I liked 'em when we saw 'em. Anyway, long story short, I go to my room, put in the tape and see you suckin' some guy off. And you looked so good doin' it, I couldn't hold back any more and I brought myself off for the first time watchin' you. After that I spent hours up in my room with myself, and I've always thought of you as my first…sorta."

"Faith," Buffy asked as she walked back to the table. "Were you talking to someone just then?"

"Nah, runnin' some lines for this thing I'm workin' on tomorrow."

"Oh, another Oz production?"

"Nah, it's for a friend. Amy. She's an awesome amateur film maker. Legit stuff, not smut. I'm helpin' her with some behind the scenes stuff and voice over work. I'm pretty sure that lady over there thinks I'm crazy though." She smiled and winked at the woman who looked old enough to be her grandmother. Buffy turned and smiled at the woman as well. To their surprise she smiled and winked right back.

Buffy smirked as she turned back around to face Faith, "I think you have an admirer there."

"Hey, don't knock older women, B. She's a G-GILF."

"A G-GILF?"

"Great Granny I'd Love To Fu.."

"Okay! I should have seen that one coming, I mean I knew what a MILF and a GILF were, just didn't think anyone would want to take it any further than that."

"You'll be a MILF someday."

Buffy smiled, "I'm quickly approaching that age range, and I really don't mind."

"Really?"

"Nope, I'm going to embrace my thirties with settled-ness. They seem like they would be a more calmer time. Not so crazy, going to clubs, trying to find a mate and all that."

"Hey, that's true, you've already got yours. How long you been together now?"

"Five years last Thursday."

"That's awesome."

"What about you and Cordelia, how long have you been together? Since you met in Switzerland?"

"Nah, me and Cordy aren't lovers. Well, we were for a time, but I'm not exactly her type. She's strictly dickly."

Faith watched Buffy's reaction at that one and smiled because she knew what was next.

"But…Faith…y-you have a…"

"Yeah, but I don't got the height or the muscle-y chest. She likes the whole package…not just the 'package'…ya dig?"

"I guess…"

"See, what she said to me was, if all was she wanted was just the dick, she'd go and buy one. But she loves guys, ya know their hairiness, their boy smell, their shit assed treatment towards her. She can't get enough. We got together for a while after we met. First she fuckin' freaked out when she saw my junk, 'cause she had helped me to a room and undressed me and all. The next day I had to explain all this shit to her, she was demanding to know everything, and was really intrigued. And I kept sayin', 'Who the fuck are you?' and 'How the fuck did I get here. I was at Magnus'.' and shit like that. But when we finally got to know each other over a few weeks, and she asked me to use it on her, she was cock whipped for a good year. Then the novelty wore off I guess and she started sleepin' around on me. Not like a good threesome once in a while, don't mind her fuckin' other dicks, as long as I know about it and not in a shit way either. No, she did the whole thing, sneakin' around. Lyin'. Goin' to god knows where and fuckin' the guy, then comin' back and tryin' to tell me she loved me. One night when I got really fed up I asked her why she did that shit when she knew damn well I didn't like people who snuck around and she told me she did love me, but she needed the whole package of a guy and that even though I gave her the best orgasms of her life she needed more. I thanked her for her honesty and then the next day I moved out of her place and into the studio, which she owns, but I pay her rent. The other place was all hers and she didn't want me to pay anything."

"Wow, that's pretty…"

"It's all good, B. Cordy's good people, she just didn't wanna break my heart and didn't know how to not do that, so she did it the only way she knew how. Sneak around in full view and get me to ask about it."

"You should have been a psychologist."

"Was studied by a brilliant one in Zurich for three years, he sends me the best fuckin' chocolates in the world every holiday and my birthday. Great guy, I learned a lot from him."

"I just feel so bad for you and the Cordy situation. I mean I know it turned out well, but still, betrayal is betrayal."

"I see it a bit differently, plus Cordy saved my life. Literally. So I'm forever indebted. I'd never cut her completely out. She told me about her experience in the business and now she's my manager."

"Why did she get out if you don't mind my asking?"

"Her father threatened…well not threatened…he cut her out of his will, stopped all of her allowance and cut up her credit cards when he saw a movie of hers. Funny that he saw it, probably ordered it in his hotel with his mistress and saw his little girl takin' a huge bone up the ass." Faith laughed. "He called his lawyer and had him cut Cordy off, within about two weeks she broke her contract and went back to Daddy Dearest. I'm surprised you don't remember her, she seems to know you real well."

"Well, I have been in the business for a while, maybe we have mutual friends. You know how people talk."

"Yeah, don't I know it?" Faith lamented. "Listen to me, I've been spoutin' my shit all night. So what about you? You really take three dicks in your throat at one time?"

Buffy looked down and blushed, "Well, I got talked into it by someone who said that particular film would make a lot of money."

"What was it called?"

"'The Three'."

"Oh, damn, gotta check it out."

"It's not that great, really. I hardly could get the third one past my lips, they had to get guys with smaller cocks and the guys that were available were real losers, it was a nightmare."

"Still, would have been a sight to see." Faith smiled at Buffy. Then announced, "My turn to use the restroom. If the waiter comes back can you order me the double chocolate brownie with vanilla ice cream? You wanna do the girly thing and share it?"

"Sure, that's fine with me." Buffy said trying not to be too obvious in the fact that she was dying for some chocolate-y goodness.

When Faith came back to the table, Buffy was looking at her curiously.

"What? I got somethin' on my face?"

"No…I wanted to ask…"

Faith's heart beat harder in her chest.

"Ask what?"

Buffy shrugged, "I…"

Faith tried to put her at ease, "Ya know you could ask me anything, I wouldn't mind."

"Well, it's personal."

"B, I told you about tryin' to castrate myself, how much more personal can we get?"

"Okay, but if you don't like me asking stuff like this you gotta tell me."

"Okay, shoot."

"Do you go into the men's room?"

"Nah, the ladies, and I stand up if I'm the only one in there, otherwise I sit down. So they don't get all weirded out. Kinda sucks when there's a line, knowin' I could just use a urinal, but mostly it's cool. It's all I've ever known, so it doesn't seem crazy."

Buffy felt a few things by the time the dessert arrived, she felt an incredible affinity for the girl sitting across from her, she also felt a connection she hadn't felt in a long time. Really, since she and her best friend from college met in their dorm. The last thing she felt was incredibly horny but she was trying to keep that feeling in check, she had no intention of cheating on Angel.

"Hey, Buff!"

Buffy turned her head and was surprised to see the man himself walking towards the table.

"Angel?"

"Man, what a coincidence, huh?"

Buffy could see Harmony walking a few steps behind Angel, trying to do her best to keep out of Buffy's line of sight.

"I thought you were working."

He bent down and kissed her on the mouth, she could taste the alcohol in his mouth and smell it on his skin. He had obviously been drinking hard since the early afternoon.

Angel looked briefly flustered, "I was…I am…you know Harmony don't you?" Faith could tell he'd worked out his alibi already. "She's gonna work in that new movie I was telling you about."

"Hi, Buffy."

"Hi, Harmony." Buffy replied. "You're talking about 'Count Cockula'?"

"That's the one!"

Faith smirked.

"What about it?" Buffy asked.

"Spike told me he was interested in it, ya know, as the vehicle for his comeback. He thought I would be great as the other vampire but that's not what's important! I mean, we have to capitalize on this Twilight thing, vampires are cool now!"

"Since when haven't they been?" Buffy asked and quirked an eyebrow at Faith who was still smirking at Angel.

"Hey, could you just be happy for me?"

"Not to burst your bubble there big guy, but I think if you called it 'Count Cockula' you might get sued by the 'Clerks' dude." Faith said.

"What?" Angel asked looking like he just noticed someone else was sitting at the table.

"Yeah, it was in 'Clerks II', Count Cockula: 'I vant to suck your pud.'" She bore her incisors to heighten the effect.

"It was in that?"

"Yep."

"Fuck! Now I'll have to come up with another name. It took me weeks to come up with that." He looked off into the distance with a disappointed look on his face then looked at Buffy again. "Hey, Harmony was telling me about this fuckin' freak she did a scene with today."

Harmony punched him on the arm.

"Hey, what was that for? I'm tellin' Buffy about the freak."

Buffy's heart sank like a stone in her stomach, as if Angel being here when she was having lusty feelings about Faith weren't enough, his behavior and the things he was saying about Faith without knowing they were about her, was making her want to crawl under the table and die.

"She said this dude had like…tits!" He mimed bouncing two big tits in each hand. "Wait a minute. Didn't you…"

"Angel, you better go." Buffy said through clenched teeth.

"No wait, hang on! You were on that set too. Who did you do a scene with today? Freak boy?"

"Angel, get out of here."

"I wanna know if I'm gonna be kissin' a mouth that had that gay dick in it."

"Angel!" Buffy stood up and ran off in the direction of the rest room. She didn't know what else to do.

Faith, who had been silent through Angel's whole berating of her, stood up and got in his face. "Hey GQ, your girl looks upset and said you should go. Why don't you go home and sleep it off?"

"Who the fuck're you?" Angel asked looking down at Faith with an annoyed expression.

The maitre d' and a couple of the bus boys came over to their table.

"Sir, please, the young lady asked you to leave, maybe it would be best…" 

"What the fuck, I was just talkin' to my girlfriend and this fuckin' bitch gets all up in my face and you're telling me to leave? You know who I am? I'm the fuckin' cock of the walk. Look at this…" When he started to undo his belt buckle the staff grabbed hold of him and forcibly removed him from the restaurant. Harmony bent down and picked up the Italian loafer that had fallen off his foot as he and the staff were scuffling.

"Sorry, Faith. I didn't…" Harmony started.

Faith held up a hand, "S'ok, you better go see to him, then stop seein' him, ya dig? He's practically married."

"He told me they broke up."

"Figures. Take care, Harm."

"You too…I'm really sorry," Harmony said sincerely.

"Not your fault, go before you have to bail him outta jail." Faith could see out the window where they were still struggling with a resisting Angel.

When Harmony left Faith let out a huge sigh and ran a hand through her hair. She took the untouched glass of wine in her shaking hand and downed it in one swallow. She looked up and the grandmother type woman spoke to her, "You better go see to your friend, she looked very upset."

Faith sighed again, "Thanks." She put the glass down and headed towards the restroom.

When Faith got into the bathroom one of the waitresses was in there asking if Buffy needed anything.

"Hey, can you give us a minute?" Faith asked the waitress.

"Faith?" Buffy asked with a sniffle.

"No, it's Santa Claus, have you been naughty or nice?"

"Oh, Faith!" Buffy cried harder. "I'm so sorry!"

Faith was pretty tired of hearing that from people at the moment. She thought of her 'Uncle' Ethan and the time he said he'd kill her if she said she was sorry again. She had walked in on him and her mom having sex in the living room. She understood now why he had said that. He didn't want her to say she was sorry because she wasn't at fault, but he still beat the shit out of her so that she wouldn't tell her dad.

"Can you open the door?" Faith asked quietly.

"I…I…I'm really…"

Faith cut her off, "Sorry, I know. Don't worry about it. You think I haven't heard the shit he said before, from my own family?"

"Oh, Faith…"

"B, don't say it, just open the door please?"

"Wait, I'll come out."

Faith could hear her blow her nose and try to calm herself down. She also heard her pee and then flush and the door opened.

'Man, even all cried out she looks fuckin' hot.' Faith thought.

Buffy looked at Faith and then walked to the taps. Faith didn't know whether to try to hug her or not, she wanted Buffy to guide her into doing what was right for her.

While Buffy was washing her hands, Faith waved her hand in front of the automatic paper towel dispenser, tore off a sheet and handed it to Buffy when she was done.

"You think this place would put in one of those blow dryer thingies. Aren't they better for the environment?" Faith asked, not wanting to go into a deeper issue at the moment.

"Probably not cheaper in terms of the electricity."

"Hmmm, never thought about it that way. Kinda blows that the environment loses when it comes to the economy."

"True…but Faith…"

"B, don't let it bug you so much, you didn't say that shit."

"I know but…"

"Let it go. Really."

But Buffy couldn't let it go and it hung around them like a black cloud hanging over the white elephant in the room. Their dessert went uneaten as they waited for the check.

The Maître D' tried to comp the dinner for them, but Faith wouldn't have it, "No thanks, Sir. But it's much appreciated. You have a really nice place here, and we're sorry to have our friend cause that scene. I'll tell everyone how great the food is."

"Very well, Ma'am. We hope you come again soon."

"Yeah, this time maybe I'll come solo." Faith didn't really mean to say that, but she was a little pissed off that Buffy was letting it ruin their night. She meant what she said to Buffy about being used to it, and she figured Angel was just a stupid drunk bastard, so she didn't let stuff like that ruin her life. Not anymore anyway.

By the time they left the restaurant they hadn't said a word to each other since the bathroom.

Faith tried to talk about something they both knew to lighten the mood.

"So did you see that scene today with Glory and Harmony? Man that was fuckin' intense!"

Buffy's mood dropped to an even lower degree with Faith's description of that scene. She wished she would just shut up about it. As they got in the car, she pulled her door closed a little bit harder than she had intended.

As Faith was describing how it felt to come so much in both of them, even after the other two scenes and all the come she had expended then, Buffy sort of snapped.

"Faith, why don't we not talk about that right now, okay?"

"Why not? I'm just talkin' shop, B. Didn't know you were so opposed to it."

Faith was feeling irrationally bitter, and knew she shouldn't have said it that way.

"It's just a job, Faith. Maybe you like it a little too much."

"Hey, you've been doing this for longer. If doin' porn is such a problem for you, then maybe you need a break?"

"Maybe you're right."

The rest of the ride was spent in a tense silence, no more apology attempts, no more fun banter, no more anything.

Faith was mad that Buffy couldn't just relax and have a good night. She figured Buffy was probably thinking she was mad about what Angel said, and she didn't want to have to explain why it didn't matter to her. Why what he said didn't matter to her.

For her part, Buffy was feeling responsible for Angel's behavior so she was mad about that, but what was hurting her the most was the way Faith had been describing the sex between her and the other girls. She tried not to feel that way, she tried to be accepting of Faith being excited about doing her scene well and from the looks of it she had done her scene so well she was going to be winning awards and getting huge in a hurry. No pun intended.

Buffy finally felt that she should just let the whole thing go, Faith didn't let her apologize and she didn't know what else to say.

When they pulled up into the front of Faith's building they just sat there for a minute or two, not knowing what to say to each other.

Faith was the first to speak, "Ya know, I've met a lot of people in my life, and I may be young but I've been around enough to know that there are some people that we tolerate in our life 'cause we think we're stuck with them."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Was just givin' you an out so you didn't have to feel like you needed to call me and apologize and feel bad and all that." Faith lied, she had been talking about Angel, but when Buffy became defensive she felt like hurting her a little. The problem with that was it hurt her more to say it even though she just couldn't stop herself. "Had a good time tonight, ya know, while it lasted. Take care of you, Buffy." Faith said as she got out of the car and shut the door.

Buffy just sat there stunned and didn't even turn on the car for another five minutes after Faith had gotten out. She made her way back to Malibu with tears sliding down her face.

Chapter 4- Hot To Meet You

"Hey, baby, did you call Oz back yet?" Angel asked Buffy while they were sitting and relaxing at home on a Sunday afternoon.

"No, but I think I'm gonna do it."

"I think you should," Angel said giving a soft kiss to Buffy's temple. They were lounging on the couch, Buffy was leaning into Angel and he had his arms around her. "I really like the title of the movie they picked. 'Going Out with a Bang'. Who picked it?"

"I don't know…Angel?"

"Hmm?"

"You're not upset about me doing other stuff besides deep-throating?"

"Nah, I never really cared about whether you did or not. I never understood why you stopped. You were so good at it."

Buffy was puzzled, "Really? You didn't know why I would stop that once we got together."

"No not really, I just thought you felt you were better at the deep throat, 'cause ya know, you're fucking amazing at it."

Buffy excused herself, got up from the couch and went into the kitchen, she was a little perturbed at his lack of sensitivity and his obliviousness to her gesture of respect to him. Angel called to her and asked if she would bring him a beer while she was in there.

She looked at the talent list for the upcoming movie she was considering as her last adult film. She had decided to retire a couple of months ago when Angel proposed marriage to her and she accepted.

Oz had suggested she make a movie as her last hurrah, one that would really leave a lasting impression on the industry and give her a nest egg to help pay for the lavish wedding and honeymoon they had planned.

Actually, it was a suggestion that was first given to her at her engagement party by none other than Faith.

Before the party, it had been a month since Buffy dropped Faith off in the front of her building and they parted without making plans for a future meeting, or well wishes, or even a proper goodbye. Buffy drove to her parent's place up the coast in the Castellamare section of L.A. and stayed at their house for a week. Angel had called her once he sobered up and apologized for being so pigheaded and for embarrassing her in front of her friend, who he had come to realize was the person he was belittling. He said he didn't care that she had done the scene with her, and was actually looking forward to seeing it. Basically all the right things she needed to hear. He also said he had already called Oz and had a meeting set up where he would apologize to Faith in person. She didn't go back to him for another week.

Buffy eventually concluded that if it weren't for her horniness she would have never called Faith and agreed to go out with her, and Angel would have never had the opportunity to be nasty to Faith that night. She also reasoned he didn't really know what he was doing, which he confirmed, and she shared his hope in being able to get past the whole ordeal. Since then, he started spending more time at home and was more attentive than ever towards her. In fact, he was really happy all the time and even cut back on his drinking. She reasoned that she couldn't just throw away five years of her life because he was stupid, and so she thought he deserved another chance.

Her thoughts hadn't even run to Faith much during that month. Other than hoping that she was doing well and kind of missing her sense of humor. Still, Buffy was surprised when she saw her at her engagement party. She wasn't aware she'd been invited.

"Buffy, hey. I wanted to congratulate you on your engagement." Faith said with a sparkling smile.

Buffy once again got lost in her dimples. When she finally found her tongue she managed to say, "Thanks, I appreciate that. That's a nice dress you've got on."

"Yeah, I figured better wear something other than the jeans and pullovers and button downs I usually wear. Right?"

Buffy's heart was racing and she hoped she didn't start sweating. Faith looked really good in the black cocktail dress she was wearing. Her hair was wavy and shining, she just looked stunning.

She swallowed from nervousness as Faith leaned in closer and confided, "I've had to put on those things Queens wear to hide their junk so I don't freak your family out."

Buffy smiled at her and leaned in to give her a kiss on the cheek. She was really happy that things seemed okay between them.

The rest of the night went really well, she found out that Angel had invited Faith, and she was glad that Faith hadn't brought a date even though he said she could. Why she was glad about that was something she wasn't really trying think about.

It also happened that Faith had made a good impression on Buffy's family, especially her father and mother. Buffy learned that by the end of the night, Hank and Joyce, Buffy's parents, had invited Faith to their house by the beach. She wasn't sure how she felt about that, but figured she wouldn't be obligated to be there because they had invited her, not her.

Buffy just went on with business as usual, trying to plan her wedding and making sure that Angel was happy.

So when she went into Oz's studios for a meeting two weeks later, she wasn't expecting her life to be turned upside down within days.

"Buffy, thanks for coming." Oz said, greeting her with a kiss to her cheek.

"Thanks, for inviting me. I have to tell you, Oz, I'm really excited about this upcoming project." Buffy took a seat across from Oz's desk.

"You deserve it, Buffy. It's for you, we want you to go out on top. Did you get the talent list I sent?"

"Yes, and I was surprised that there weren't more people on it."

"We didn't want it to really be a gang bang, just some of the latest up and comers and one of the guys you were with back in the day."

"Spike, right," She nodded. "I saw that."

"He's getting back in the biz and I thought this would be a really nice vehicle for him to springboard from."

"Always thinking of your friends," Buffy smiled at him.

"Not only that, but we're gonna clean up with this one. I mean we haven't even shot it and the buzz is just amazing."

Buffy hadn't seen Oz this excited in a long time. He even managed to crack a smile that went from cheek to cheek, not just a smirk.

"If you're saying that you wanted up and comers on this one, then how come Faith wasn't on the list? They say she's the next big thing, everyone's loving her."

"She is kinda on this project, but only as a producer. She also had the idea for this whole thing."

Buffy's brow furrowed.

"She's stopped performing?"

"No, but…we thought there was…kinda awkwardness between you guys."

"Why?"

"Well, Buffy. Every time your mother or father invites her to the beach house, you decline their offer to be there too."

"I've been busy."

"Okay, but you didn't even talk to her about the whole Angel incident."

"She wouldn't let me apologize!"

"She didn't see how it was your fault, so she didn't want you apologizing for him."

"Angel apologized to her…"

"And that's great, but she thought maybe you were mad at her. I don't know it's not just her, we all kinda thought you might be avoiding her."

Buffy sighed and went quiet for a while.

"Do you think she'll want to do it?" She asked after a while.

"Do I think? I know she'd love to. She's a big fan of your work and thinks you're a great person."

"Really? She just met me."

"You've been in the business for ten years, Buffy. You're work goes global, and your personality shines through. People think they know you."

"Well, I didn't make the greatest of impressions on our da…at dinner that night."

Oz didn't crack a smirk or quirk an eyebrow at her almost slip-up. He could tell Buffy dug Faith very much, and she was conflicted, but he wouldn't make her squirm.

"Hey, she still talks about you like you're a wonderful person. She said that scene she did with you will always be the best scene she's ever done."

Buffy got lost in the memory of that scene for a moment, she still got hot every time she thought of it. Especially the day that the DVD copy arrived in the mail and Angel insisted they watch it together. Buffy had to excuse herself after watching Faith fuck her throat and go get herself off in the bathroom.

"It was pretty nice." She said thickly.

"Well, I hope you guys still can become friends, she's a really good person. I think you'd have a great friendship."

"My parents gush about her constantly." Buffy said with a smile.

"She's pretty great."

"Can you get her for this?"

"Sure, I don't think it'll be a problem, just need to make sure she'll be in town that day."

He pressed a button on his intercom and asked his secretary to get Cordelia on the phone.

"Is she seeing anyone?" Buffy asked matter-of-factly.

"Cordelia?" Oz asked, even though he knew exactly who Buffy was talking about.

"Well, no. I meant…"

"Oh, Faith? No, she's playing it single."

"I was surprised to see her at the engagement party, Angel hadn't told me he invited her."

"She was surprised too. I think she was going to bring Cordy that night, but they kinda had a fight."

"What about?"

"Stuff. Faith didn't really say, she just went alone."

At that moment Oz's secretary announced that Cordelia was on the line.

"Cordy, thanks for calling me back so soon," He listened and grunted for a moment. "That's great to hear. So…Faith, is she available on the 22nd?"

He mmhmmed and nodded and then winked at Buffy.

"Excellent, so I'll have Hank draw up the contract and call you guys in to sign? Or did you want me to send it to you?" He mhmmed again and then said, "Sounds good, thanks. I'll talk to you later."

He hung up the phone and smiled at Buffy.

"She's gonna to talk to Faith about it, but she's sure she's gonna do it so she had me go ahead and draw up the contract."

"What if she says no?"

"Then your Father get's three hundred bucks richer for just printing out a standardized form from a template for nothing."

Buffy shrugged.

Oz got up and took her hand, helping her to her feet, "Let's go get something to eat. Cordy said she'd call when she spoke to Faith, she sounded like that was gonna be real soon."

"Okay."

"How are things with Angel?"

"They're nice. He's been good, but…" Buffy trailed off.

"But?"

"Sometimes…I don't know…it's like he's pretending to be someone else and…"

"And?"

"Oh, I don't know," She sighed. "I think I might just be getting cold feet."

Oz's brow furrowed and he grunted slightly, "Could be, but maybe not, maybe you're just not used to this Angel and it's making you nervous."

"Nah, I'm just being stupid." She shook her head.

"I don't know about that." He said as he eyed Xander in his office shot gunning a beer and having most of it come out of his nose because he couldn't swallow fast enough. "I've seen stupider things."

They had just ordered their lunch when Oz received Cordy's call that Faith would do the film. Oz smiled while he was on the phone and said, "We're at the Ivy, where're you?" He covered the phone with his hand and whispered, "Do you mind if Cordelia and Faith join us, they're just down the street and were coming here for lunch."

Buffy said she didn't mind as her heart threatened to jump out of her chest. She picked up her glass of water and downed half of it.

"No, we just ordered, tell me what you guys want and I'll have them get it started," Oz continued into the phone.

After he was done with the call, he called the waiter over and asked for two more places to be set and ordered the food that Cordy and Faith had said they wanted. Buffy surmised the Caesar's Salad was for Cordy and the Prime Rib was for Faith.

For the next five minutes or so that it took for Faith and Cordy to arrive, Buffy didn't hear most of what Oz was saying to her.

Finally she felt some tingles and somehow knew they had just come in.

Oz got up from his seat and greeted them both, Cordy with a kiss to the cheek and Faith with a firm shake and a peck to the cheek. Buffy shook both of their hands, and Faith leaned in and placed a kiss on Buffy's cheek. Buffy felt like she'd been burned, in a good way.

Oz, Cordy and Faith all took their seats and they proceeded to make small talk.

The table wasn't meant for four people, but it wasn't too bad, still it was a cozy fit and Buffy could feel the heat that radiated from Faith's body. By the time their food came Buffy was worked up into quite a state. To make herself more comfortable Faith had opened her legs slightly, which brought her calf in contact with Buffy's. Faith was wearing her signature jeans and a button down Ralph Lauren oxford shirt with the sleeves rolled up slightly. Buffy could see the tanned skin of her forearm and tried to stop staring. She couldn't help think of how stunning Faith was.

Cordy asked Buffy if she was okay, adding she looked a little flushed. Buffy said it might be a cold coming on. Things went quiet after that.

Faith and Cordelia had given each other half of their food, as they said was usually their custom, it helped Buffy to stop feeling so horny, for a little while, even though she was ashamed at feeling jealous again.

As the lunch progressed, Faith's thigh pressed against Buffy's, who had opened her legs slightly to stop the friction to her center, and that made Buffy forget her jealousy but she started feel very hot again.

During the dessert course, Faith turned slightly so she could tell a particularly animated story to the table, and then settled her arm on the back of Buffy's chair. Buffy felt like she was completely surrounded by Faith.

She couldn't take it, but she had to sit there and suffer, because she thought any sudden movements or actions would alert the others to her feelings.

"Excuse me a moment," Buffy said as they were eating their desserts. "I'll be right back."

Faith got up and held the chair out for Buffy, who blushed even redder and politely thanked her.

Cordy looked at Faith when she had sat back down in her chair. "What?" She asked feeling Cordy's stare on her.

"Nothing, Prince Charming," She smirked at Faith. "You didn't hold my chair out for me."

"Shut up, Cor," Faith grumbled.

Oz just smiled.

Faith waited about a minute and then quickly excused herself too, saying she had to go make a phone call.

"So that's what the kids are calling it these days," Oz commented.

"You better get ready to get kicked out, sparks looked like they were about to fly. Did you see how mad Buffy looked?" Cordelia asked Oz, with a bit of excitement in her voice. She loved a good cat fight.

"I'm pretty sure I spotted something else, but I'll take your word for it," He replied skeptically.

"What?"

"Nothing."

When Faith went into the bathroom there was only one person at the sink, and she could see the last stall on the end of the row had someone in it. She waited right outside the stall and when Buffy opened the door, Faith pushed her back and entered it locking the door behind her.

"Faith, what are you…"

Her words were cut off with a hungry kiss from Faith. She immediately reciprocated and let Faith push her against the wall.

"Oh, fuck, B. I…shit…I couldn't stand it anymore," Faith whispered when the kiss broke.

"Faith…" Buffy breathed out. It was like she had found what she was missing all of her life.

"I…" It was Faith's words that were cut off now by a kiss from Buffy that blew the previous one away in intensity.

Their tongues dueled for dominance, and when Buffy finally won and sucked Faith's into her mouth, Faith moaned loudly.

Buffy pulled back quickly when she heard someone outside the stalls cough.

Faith stepped up on the toilet and flushed, indicating to Buffy that she should leave the stall first.

But Buffy's brain wasn't functioning properly and she just stared at Faith crouching on the bowl of the toilet. Finally when the other toilet flushed and they heard the woman, whoever she was, leave they resumed their passionate kissing.

When Faith felt Buffy snake her hand in the front of her jeans, she immediately took hold of Buffy's wrist and pulled out of the kiss panting.

"No, baby. We can't do that here," She said as Buffy placed kisses all over Faith's jaw and neck.

Faith gently took Buffy's hand out of her pants and placed a kiss on her fingers. They shared another kiss and this time it was Faith who lost it, pulled up Buffy's sun-dress slightly and cupped her moistening pussy over her panties.

Both Buffy and Faith groaned when Faith applied pressure to her center.

Faith pulled back from their kiss to whisper hotly into Buffy's ear, "Fuck, B. You're so wet."

Buffy reached down and slid her fingers over the bulge in the front of Faith's tightening jeans, "And you're so hard," She purred back.

Again, they heard someone come in and this time they heard Cordy's voice, "Hey, we're waiting, the check's been paid. Are you guys done fighting?"

"We're talking; we'll be out in a minute, Cor," Faith managed to say, her voice was a bit strained.

It was a few moments before Cordy answered, "Whatever, Faith."

When she left Faith muttered, "Fuck."

"What, will she be mad…will she tell?!"

"No, she fuckin' ruined it. I almost had your panties off."

Buffy smiled at Faith and leaned in for another kiss, "I don't know what kind of spell you've got over me, but I can't stop thinking about that scene, and you."

"Same here, B."

"What do we do?"

"Well, first we get outta this bathroom, you need to wash your hands, you didn't after you went."

"Your fault."

"Doesn't matter, you're responsible for your own hygiene," She smirked at Buffy and then removed her hand from between Buffy's legs, bringing her fingers to just below her nose she breathed in. "Mmmm, you take pretty good care of your hygiene, B."

Buffy smiled and waited for Faith to stop, before leaning in and giving her a last kiss that started off as slow but quickly turned hot and heavy.

Faith managed to gently push Buffy back a little to rest her forehead on hers.

"Damn, Buffy, I don't wanna to let you go…"

"We've gotta…"

"I know, but I feel like if I let you outta here that's it."

"We'll see each other, Faith. You're practically up at my parent's beach house every weekend."

"And you're there during the week, with Angel…avoidin' me."

At the mention of Angel's name Buffy pulled away from Faith and straightened her dress. She unlocked the stall and left Faith standing there.

"I didn't mean to…" Faith started.

"I know," Buffy said as she washed her hands rapidly. "But you did and it brought me to my senses."

Faith closed her eyes and silently cursed her stupidity.

Buffy reapplied her lipstick and straightened her hair as best she could, leaving Faith standing in the bathroom alone as she went to re-join the others.

Faith opened her eyes when she heard the door close and looked at herself in the mirror.

"Nothin' but a stupid fuckin' dumbass freak," She said before washing her hands in the sink and bringing some water up to her face. She realized she had just washed off Buffy's scent from her fingers. "Fuck!"

"Everything okay, Faith?" Cordy asked as they reached the car.

"Fuckin' wonderful, Cordy," She said grumpily as she stood at the passenger side door waiting for Cordelia to open the locks. Cordy was not in the least bit pleased with Faith's attitude.

"Hey, what's your damage?"

"Nothin', Cor. Can we please just go?"

Cordy decided to take pity on Faith for the moment because she looked like she was about to crawl out of her skin, and opened the locks without another word.

Faith sat roughly into the seat, put her sunglasses on and waited for Cordelia to get in the car.

When she finished watching Faith act like a spoiled child not getting the toy they wanted in the store, she opened the door and slid into the seat.

"What's going on, Faith?" She asked in an understanding tone.

"I told ya, Cor. Nothin'."

"Not 'nothin', Faith. You look like the Karate Kid when he realized he walked into the wrong dojo."

"What?" Faith turned her head towards Cordy and pulled her sunglasses down slightly. "Man, you and Xand better stop gettin' high and watchin' the fuckin' stupid movies on T.V."

"That's not all we do!"

"No, ya fuck on my fuckin' bed," Faith said and slumped back into her seat looking out the window.

"Well…" Cordy looked down and spotted the front of Faith's jeans. "Is that…"

Faith pulled the front of her shirt down over the crotch of her jeans.

"It's nothin'."

"Quit it with that, Faith!" She said getting further annoyed with Faith's attitude. Then she lowered her voice, "Do you need me to…"

Faith sighed, "No, I'll be okay. Just take me home."

"Did fighting with Buffy get you all hot and bothered?"

Faith sighed again, this time deeper.

"No, gettin' all hot and bothered with Buffy, got me all…hot and bothered."

"Is that what you were doing in the bathroom?! You were fucking?!"

"No, Cordelia," Faith groaned. "Why d'you have to blow shit all outta proportion?"

"What then?" Cordy waited for a moment for an answer and when one didn't come fast enough she answered for Faith. "She sucked you off, but you guys got caught and didn't finish. Right?"

"Cordy would ya stop with the fuckin' Olivia Benson routine? I went in there to clear the air between us, 'cause she's been avoidin' me."

"Right…"

"And she, well, just fuckin' seein' her when we walked in the restaurant made me hard, so bein' that close with her in there was kinda like torture."

"She wouldn't give it up, huh?"

"She loves her guy. Why can't you respect that?" Even though Faith didn't believe what she was saying about Buffy loving Angel, and was basically lying to Cordy about what happened in the stall, she still felt the need to defend Buffy's honor.

"Well, I don't trust her. Miss Holier-Than-Thou, thinks-she's-better-than-everyone-else. Did you see how much she didn't eat at lunch?" Cordy scoffed, "Probably wanted to make me look like I was a pig."

"Cordy, no one wanted to make you look like a pig."

Cordy waited a couple of beats before saying, "Did you see how many hot celebs there were in there? Who was that at the table behind you?"

"I don't know," Faith said, annoyed. "I don't got eyes in the back of my fuckin' head."

"No need to be rude, Faith. Ya know what? I'm taking you home."

"Finally!" Faith yelled. Then after a few moments she laughed. "Fuckin' hell, Cordy, you really are a piece of fuckin' work. Tell me again why we didn't work out?"

"Because you wouldn't grow hair on your chest."

"Shit, it's good we broke up then, 'cause I love my hairless tits." Faith brought her hands over the front of her shirt and pushed her chest out, "Oh, yeah." She said in a deep voice.

Cordy just rolled her eyes and laughed as she pulled out of the parking space and headed towards Faith's apartment.

Buffy had decided to go to the loft instead of going home and she was thankful that Angel wasn't there when she got there. Sometimes he liked to stay there if he was going out with the boys later, but she already called him and knew he was headed out to Malibu. She lied and told him she had some business meetings and would probably be back late. He told her she should take all the time she needed and to be sure to call when she was on her way so he could get dinner ready. She lied again and said it was a working dinner, and not to worry about the food. He wasn't a very good cook and she didn't want to spend the night starving and smiling over a piece of dried out steak.

She quickly threw her purse and keys on the counter in the kitchen and rushed into her bedroom, closing and locking the door.

Buffy hurriedly pulled her dress over her head and didn't care how haphazardly she tossed it onto the chair next to the bed.

When she got her other trusty dildo out of the side table and slipped into the bed, her phone started ringing.

She groaned and she reluctantly looked at the display.

"F" it read and she almost dropped it.

"Faith?"

"Hey, B. Yeah, it's me."

Buffy's eyes were as wide as saucers as she listened to her speak.

"I can't stop fuckin' thinkin'…and well, I just wanted to say I was sorry for the way I acted…"

"No, it wasn't your fault…there's this…" Buffy was frantically trying to find the right word.

"Thing between us, I know. And it's kinda killin' me here, B. If it weren't for the fact that I know some relaxation techniques, I would be doubled over with blue balls right now."

"What did Cordelia say to you when you left?"

"She thought we were fightin' and I told her…" Faith trailed off.

"What?"

"I told her I was tryin' to mess around with you, but you stopped it 'cause you're really into your guy."

"It's good you didn't have to lie…much."

"Yeah, much," Faith laughed.

"So…" Buffy felt a bit awkward as to where this call was going to go. Not that she didn't want to talk to Faith, but she was really horny and needed to take care of it quickly. She still had the dildo in her other hand.

"So, what're you doing?"

"I'm…I was…I was just getting ready to take a nap."

"Oh really, at..." Faith looked at her watch. "Four in the afternoon."

"Yes, I had a busy morning." Buffy said a little perturbed at Faith's disbelief.

"How was your afternoon?" Faith said seductively into the phone.

Buffy got wetter at the tone Faith used.

"I-it was good until…"

"Until we had to stop?"

"Yes," Buffy breathed into the phone. "I…"

"You didn't want me to stop, did you?"

Buffy shook her head slightly. Then said, "No, I didn't."

"You wanted me to pull those panties to the side, zip my fly open and stick my hard cock in your hot wet pussy, didn't you?"

"Yessss," She hissed.

"I wanted to do that more than anything I've done in my life, Buffy. I wanna fuck you so bad."

"I know…I…I want that too."

"Are you naked?"

"What?"

"What're you wearing?"

"I…I took my dress off."

"Are you wearing panties?"

"Yes."

"Take them off."

Buffy closed her eyes and just let the excitement she was feeling course through her body, her nipples got harder and her pussy was starting to throb strongly without her even going near it with her fingers or the vibrator.

She put the fake dick down on the bed and used the hand that wasn't holding the phone to push her panties off her hips and then down her legs, she was shaking with need. Once they were on the floor she stepped out of them.

"You out of them yet?"

"Yes." Buffy breathed.

"Good. Now bring your right hand down to your pussy and just rub your slit, but don't go inside yet. You doin' that?"

"Yesss."

"Mmmm, good girl," Faith slid back on her own bed and leaned against the headboard. She slid her right hand into the front of her boxers and gave her hard cock a squeeze. "Unnghhhh, B. I'm so fuckin' hard for you, you know that?"

Buffy closed her eyes again and imagined it was Faith's hand cupping her pussy. Her breathing increased and goose bumps appeared all over her flesh.

"Are you standing up, baby?" Faith breathed into the phone.

Buffy nodded, then realized she needed to answer, "Yes."

"Lie down on the bed, on top of the spread, on your back."

Buffy did as she was told. She picked up the dildo that was lying beside her and waited for instructions from Faith.

"Tell me how you feel, B."

Buffy moaned.

Faith laughed slightly, "That good, huh?"

"Yes," Buffy managed to rasp out. "I feel so hot…and my pussy is tingling and pulsing…Oh God, Faith…"

"You have a toy that you can use? Or something handy?"

"I…I have a vibrator."

"Get it."

"It's in my hand, I was gonna…when you called I had just taken it out of the drawer."

"Oh, I see, so 'nap' is code word for 'fuck yourself silly'?"

"Faith," Buffy whined. "Don't tease."

Faith could imagine the pout that Buffy must have had on her face, she figured Buffy was a pouty kind of girl when she wanted to be and that turned her on. Well, everything about Buffy turned her on. She got harder with every look, or glance, or smile that Buffy gave her during lunch. She'd never been this excited over a girl before.

"No, baby, I only wanna tease a little, to make it better for you when you come. You want me to make you come, Buffy?"

"Yes," Buffy gasped and touched her clit. "Oh fuck. Faith, make me come!"

"Spread your legs for me, B. Let me see that wet, glistening slit drippin' for me."

Buffy spread her legs wider.

Faith continued, "If I was there you know what I'd do?" She closed her eyes and imagined it for a moment while slowly stroking her shaft.

Buffy started massaging her clit with the head of the penis and listened to Faith as she moaned.

"What?" She asked, intrigued.

"Mmmm, I'd fuckin' start by…damn…where would I start? Well, if I were there right now, I couldn't take it slow. I wouldn't be able to…I'd dive right in and start lickin' your pussy, just lappin' up all your juice. 'Cause I felt how wet you were in the restaurant and I know by now it's gotta be all over your thighs."

"And then what?" Buffy panted.

"Well, you'd probably have to pull me up by my hair, 'cause I love eatin' pussy and I'm sure I wouldn't be able to get enough of yours. When I smelled my fingers in the bathroom after touchin' you…It was like fuckin' heaven. For a second I could've died and been happy."

"You're such a sweet talker, Faith."

"Just bein' honest, B. You smelled so good. Had we been in a club bathroom, I woulda fuckin' lifted you up and ate you out right there."

"But people would have seen my head over the top of the stall."

"Fuck 'em. They would understand if they smelled your pussy juice."

"After you ate me…" Buffy said to get Faith to continue.

"For hours," Faith smiled into the phone.

Buffy smiled, "For hours. Then what?"

"Well, I would fuckin' be burnin' up, and ready to fuckin' pop. So as soon as you recovered I'd slide on up, kiss you so you could have a taste of the sweetness, and then just let my cock slide in slowly."

"Oooh," Buffy moaned. She could see that in her mind. In fact, she could feel Faith with her.

"You've got the dick in your hand?"

"Yes," She gasped.

"Put me in you, B." Faith commanded with a throaty whisper.

Buffy positioned the cock head at her entrance and slid it in until it was half way buried in her pussy. She brought up her knees and bent them slightly to get a better angle on her G spot.

"I don't feel like teasin' you, Buffy. I wanna fuck you hard and raw. You want that?"

"Yes, oh, yes."

"Turn on the vibrator and fuck that pussy hard for me. Tell me what you're feeling."

Faith continued to pump her shaft; she was picking up the pace as Buffy's excitement grew more and more obvious through the phone.

"Oh, fuck it feels good, Faith. You feel so good. You're fucking me and I…Oh god, I think I might come right now…fuck…"

"That's it, let it go, baby. We've got all the time in the world, I'm gonna fuck you all night."

"Just…wait…oh fuck!" Buffy moaned loudly as she felt the first wave of orgasm wash over her body.

"Come for me, babe, that's it. Oh, I can feel your fuckin' pussy grippin' me so fuckin' tight. Oh fuck it's hot and wet."

Faith closed her eyes and imagined that she was deep in Buffy's pussy. When Buffy gasped out, "Coming…so hard. Come with me, Faith…in me…oh fuck…" She lost her control and without even getting a chance to take off her underwear, come shot out from the end of her shaft.

"Oh, fuck…Buffy!" She shouted as her balls continued to pump her juice strongly all over her hand. She gripped the shaft tightly and rocked her hips as wave after wave continued to pulse out of her hard cock. "Ooooh, damn…shit."

"Mmmm, that's a lot of come, baby." Buffy moaned into the phone when her breathing started to even out.

Another shockwave hit Faith and she increased the pressure and strokes to her cock as an impossible second flow of come burst out of her.

"Oooh, fuck, B! Oh my god!" She shouted into the phone.

"That's it, Faith. Let it out, oooh, I love it when you come so hard."

Faith had to let go of the phone because her brain was threatening to over load and kill her. She moaned and panted and stroked herself until her ass stopped clenching and her body was spent. She opened her eyes when she could hear a very faint sounding Buffy calling her name.

She picked up the phone again and purred into it. "Mmm, I'm here."

"Faith, that was fucking..."

"Incredible?" She laughed, still riding the intense high from her monster orgasm.

"Magical, I could feel you, I mean really feel you. I came again while you were coming, even though the vibrator was off."

"Damn, girl, you're killin' me here."

"Faith…I know this is kinda…would you…"

"What, Buffy?"

Buffy closed her eyes and decided just to go for it, "Could you come over here?"

"I…"

"No…it's stupid…"

"Buffy, fuck! Don't say that, it was fuckin' flat out amazin'…it's just…" Faith didn't know how to tell her she wasn't supposed to be driving, but the feeling from her orgasm was still pulsing through her veins, and suddenly it didn't seem to matter that her license was suspended for drunk driving and getting into an accident.

"What?"

"Nothin', tell me where you are, I'll be there soon."

"It's in a condo high rise on Wilshire." Buffy gave her the address.

"Know right where it is…I'll be there in like fifteen, I gotta fuckin' shower, make that twenty five. Damn, you got me all fuckin' messed up."

Buffy said in a breathy tone, "In a good way though."

"Oh in a fuckin' most excellent way! I'll be there soon."

"Faith?"

"Yeah?"

"What's gonna happen when we get together do you think?"

"The world's gonna explode from our energy and I'm gonna have the biggest smile on my face when it does."

"Hurry up!"

"Outtie! Hey, wait!"

"What?"

"Don't fuckin' wash anything, you got it? Keep it moist for me." She made a kissing sound into the phone, pressed end and tossed it on the bed.

True to her word, Faith was finished with her shower and racing over to Buffy's place within minutes. She was so caught up in thinking about what she was going to do to Buffy when she got there that she didn't notice the red and blue lights in her rear view mirror until there were a couple of more cars joining the chase.

She cursed a blue streak and then pulled the car over.

"Ma'am, do you know how fast you were going?"

"Not really, sorry."

"Eighty in a forty five."

"Damn…"

"Is there a reason you were going that fast?"

"Not one that will get me out of at least a ticket." Faith said truthfully.

"Why do you say 'at least' a ticket?"

"You'll see."

"Oh it's like that is it?"

"I'm really sorry officer, I wasn't thinking straight. I was going to see a friend and was caught up in the excitement to see her that I was driving fast." Faith decided to try and give him some kind of story and ingratiate herself to him. But she knew once he checked her record she'd be done for.

"Can I see your license and registration?"

"It's in the glove box, do you mind if I reach over and get it?"

"Move slowly and keep your hands where we can see 'em."

Faith leaned over and noticed the other cop that had his gun drawn and ready to shoot out the passenger side glass. She did as the officer told her and didn't make any sudden moves.

She took out the registration and handed it to the officer.

"Who's Cordelia Chase?"

"My business manager."

"So this is her car?"

"Yes, sir."

"And where's your license?"

"Got taken," She muttered.

"What was that? You say it got taken? You mean stolen?"

"No, sir. It got taken by a judge."

"Oh, so you're driving on a suspended license?"

"Yes, sir," She said keeping a respectful tone.

He kept looking at the registration, "When did it get taken?"

"About a month and a half ago."

"What for?"

"Driving while intoxicated."

"I see. You drunk now?"

"No, sir."

"Well, we're gonna do a field sobriety test just to be sure." He indicated to his fellow officer to get the kit. "Do you have any problems with that?"

"No, sir."

"Good." He handed the registration back to her after taking down some information. "This car's gonna have to be impounded. Sorry, it's regulation. Please step out of the vehicle."

Faith waited for him to open the door and then she got out. Holding her hands up so they wouldn't think she was going to do anything stupid.

"You've been very cooperative and I respect and appreciate that. But the law's the law. We're gonna have to book you."

"I know," Faith said sadly.

"You'll be able to call your business manager from the Precinct. We'll give her instructions on how to get her car back. Now you didn't steal it did you?"

"No, sir. But she doesn't know that I was gonna use it."

"Okay, well, as soon as we get your test done here we'll bring you in."

The other officer, Forrest Gates, spoke up, "You know what, Finn? Why don't we just do the test back at the Precinct? There's a hell of a crowd gathering here, and she doesn't even appear to be sauced."

"Yeah, you're right. Just the breathalyzer and we'll go." Officer Riley Finn said to his partner.

Faith could see all the onlookers that had gathered to see if it was a celebrity they knew. She heard one person shout. "Hey, call TMZ! I think it's that woman from that TV show about dolls!"

Faith had to laugh at that, she was always getting mistaken for that actress. Unfortunately for her, because now her name would be linked with a drunk driving/driving on a suspended license charge and probably splashed all over the news in about a half a minute.

"Damn, what a mess." Faith muttered. "I fuckin' hope she doesn't hate me." She said about Buffy. Screw the actress' rep, things would be cleared up and she'd live to make another TV show that was really good but would be cancelled by lack of sponsorship. But Faith didn't know if she could take Buffy being mad or disappointed with her.

She also just realized that Cordy would be in the jail yelling at her for being so stupid.

"Do you think you could shoot me?"

"Ma'm?"

"My friend…manager is gonna kill me anyway, so we might as well get it over with."

"It'll all be okay, you just sit back and we'll be there in a few minutes, then you get your calls."

"Thanks," Faith sat back and closed her eyes trying to block out the bad thoughts.

It was going to be a long night.

Chapter 5- Fuck Me

It was almost an hour after Faith told Buffy she was getting into her car and leaving to see her that she started to worry. She knew Faith's trip wasn't a long one, it was maybe about twenty minutes tops, but if there were an accident, or if she God forbid got pulled over, it would be longer.

Buffy tried not to think negatively though, this was going to be an awesome night, and nothing was going to ruin it. She did as she was told, and didn't take a shower. She usually would have but she wanted to please Faith, and Faith had said she didn't want Buffy to wash away any of her excitement. She decided to just relax and wait for Faith and did this by lounging on her bed, occasionally stroking her already moist pussy while thinking of Faith and what was about to transpire. This way she kept the fires within her banked and she was able to release some of the pleasure that was building up.

Unfortunately, it was when she was touching herself in this manner that she got the call.

She looked at the display and immediately took her hand away from her pussy like it was burning her.

"Daddy?"

"Hiya, Pumpkin. How are you?"

"I'm good, Dad." She cleared her throat and tried to calm her breathing. "How did you know I was here?" She hadn't told anyone where she was going to be besides Faith and Angel.

"Well," Hank decided just to give her the truth. "I have some bad news, Sweetheart."

"What is it? Is it Mom?!"

"No, baby. It's not Mom."

"Is it Dawn?! I knew you shouldn't have let her go to New York to work and live by herself!"

"No, dear. It's not Mom or Dawn…it's Faith."

"Faith? What? What happened?!"

"She was arrested, she's okay though. It was a traffic violation, Princess."

"She got arrested for a traffic violation?"

"Driving on a suspended license. Now Buffy, don't be mad at her, she told me that you were expecting her and to call and let you know that she was sorry she couldn't make it."

A few things went through Buffy's head rapidly, and she had to process everything to be able to ask her next question.

"Why would she have a suspended license?"

Hank cleared his throat, "As her lawyer, Buffy, I cannot discuss the details of her case."

That irritated her, "Then why even call me at all?!"

"Pumpkin, don't shoot the messenger. Faith asked me to call, and I'm calling as your Dad."

"Then you can tell me why she didn't have a license."

Hank sighed, "I guess you're right, and she did say she trusted you…"

Buffy tried to keep her temper in check, and for a moment it worked, but only for a moment.

"Dad, just tell me! I'm not gonna go blabbing to everyone!"

"Honey, calm down."

"I'm calm! Ya know what? Forget it, I don't wanna know."

Buffy was really losing her cool. Some of the things that had gone through her head when she heard Faith was in jail, were that she hit someone in her haste to get to Buffy, and tried to run. Or that she stole someone's car to get there, because hers was still in the shop. But what was going through her head the most, was the fact that they wouldn't be having sex tonight.

And even worse, she really didn't know when they could have it again. Not without a camera present, anyway.

Once the movie was done, she and Angel were going to be married, and then they were going on their honeymoon for a couple of months. Originally, Angel had said that they should go away for a year, but Buffy didn't really want to be away from her parents for that long, and he whispered it to her while she was staring at Faith at their engagement party, so she cut it down to a couple of months. He was always planning these elaborate getaways for them, and then he'd get bored by the first month, so they'd end up coming back early anyway. She figured she'd compromise it down two months, and he'd feel like he'd made some decision of his own.

"Buffy," Hank used his "Dad" voice. "Now, why are you getting so upset?"

Buffy wanted to scream: 'Because I'm so Goddamn horny and only Faith could've scratched that itch!'

But instead she sighed and said, "Faith was bringing me something for the movie. It's nothing, Dad. Don't worry. Thanks for calling and letting me know."

"You're welcome. Do you want me to arrange it to be cabbed over to you?"

"No, it's fine, really. I'll get it from Xander." She shuddered at the thought of getting sex from Xander, even though it was never going to happen the thought still bothered her.

"Okay, dear."

"Dad?" She asked before he hung up.

"Yes, honey?"

"Is she getting out soon?"

"Well, she was booked and she'll probably have to stay in overnight."

A horrible thought occurred to Buffy, "Will she have to be in with the men?"

"No, she's not. She's legally a woman."

Buffy let out a sigh of relief, then she asked, "Is someone gonna be there to pick her up?"

"Cordelia will be getting her car out of the impound lot, and she'll wait for Faith to get out."

Buffy felt a little disappointed at that.

"Oh, okay."

"I'll talk to you later, baby. Call your Mom tomorrow, we'll do lunch on the weekend, okay?"

"I've got that thing in Vegas this weekend."

"Oh, right. Well sometime when you get back then."

"Okay, sounds great." Buffy didn't feel at all cheery but she tried for her Dad. "I'll call you when I get back."

"You'll call before, won't you? Let us know how you're doing?"

"Well, of course, but I'll call you about lunch when I get back."

"Good. Okay, give my best to Angel. I'll talk to you soon. Love you, precious."

"Love you too, Daddy."

They did their air kisses and then Buffy threw her phone across the room. When it hit the wall the battery flew off of it, and she didn't bother to pick it up, she was too depressed. She just lay on the bed crying frustrated tears.

"Hey there, ex-con," Cordy said as Faith slumped down in the passenger seat.

"Shut up, Cor," Faith said irritated.

"Cut the attitude right now, Faith! I'm really getting so fed up with you."

"Fed up with me?! What the fuck for?"

"Why did you steal my car last night?"

"I didn't steal it!"

"Well, I don't remember giving you my permission to use it. In fact, I'm pretty sure you were forbidden to use it on account of you have no license right now!"

"Cordy, can you please just take me home? Why do you torture me like this in the car?"

"Because then you can't walk away from me and slam the door to your room."

"Fine!" Faith opened the car door, got out and was about to slam the door.

"Dweeb, I've got your money too, which means no cab fare…and I have a message from Buffy!"

Faith stopped her arm mid slam and bent down slightly, leaning on the frame of the car, "What did you say?"

"Oh, yeah, sure…I mention Buffy and your ears perk up!"

"No, you said you had my money."

"You gave me your wallet to hold when you were signing that paper."

"Oh…" Faith really wanted to ask what Buffy said, but she didn't want Cordy to start in on her. When Cordy knew Faith liked someone, especially as much as she liked Buffy, she didn't let it go.

"Just get in the car. I know you're hopelessly in love with Buffy…"

"Cordy, cut the shit."

"No, I won't. I hate when you say that you know. You know what? You're so rude you didn't even ask me why I'm picking you up in the Beemer."

Faith sighed, "Why are you picking me up in the Beemer?"

"They fucked up the bottom thingy on the Jag when they were loading it up on the thing."

"They fucked up the undercarriage of the Jag when they loaded it on the flatbed?" Faith asked and corrected her at the same time.

"Whatever. Guy."

They drove in silence for a little while, until Faith couldn't take it anymore.

"So…you said…something about Buffy?"

"Slick, yeah, real subtle."

"Cordy, I was going over there when I was picked up. Of course she's gonna have something to say."

"She told Oz to tell you she'd see you on the set. That was about it."

"Oh." Faith was disappointed but tried to hide it. "Okay. Cool. I thought you were gonna say that she didn't wanna do the movie because of this."

"Oh, no. No. She'd be absolutely out of her frickin' mind! She's set to clear the biggest sum of any of the porn stars yet. She really shouldn't give it up after she gets married, she could be getting 'Jenna in 2005' money."

"Well, she's hangin' it up for her boy, I think that's pretty commendable."

Cordy muttered something that Faith didn't quite hear.

"What was that?"

"Oh, nothing, just thought I missed the turn off."

Faith looked out at the street, there were no turns on that stretch of road and Cordy knew this place like the back of her hand.

"Okay."

"What?" Cordy sounded annoyed and defensive.

"What, 'what'? I just said 'Okay'."

"But it was the way you said it."

"Look, Cor. Let's just chill okay? What're you doin' tonight?"

"Dropping your sorry ass off and then going to explain to my father why he's got to take his Bentley out to his board meeting tomorrow."

"Fuck…I'm…damn…"

"Don't worry, Faith. He loves showing off in that thing, he'll be happy."

"If you say so."

"It would be best to lay low for a while though."

"Damn, I practically dig a foxhole in the floor and hide in it when he's around already. How low can I lay?"

Cordy smirked as she pulled into a spot in front of Faith's building, "I'm pretty sure I remember you going pretty low."

"Is that supposed to be innuendo, Cor? 'Cause if it is, you suck at it."

"So, what are you gonna do about your hopeless love for Buffy?" Cordy fixed a smug look at Faith.

Faith pulled down her sunglasses and narrowed her eyes, showing Cordy she didn't want her fucking around with her like this anymore. Mainly because she knew she blew her chance with Buffy for the second time and didn't want it rubbed in her face, "I'm gonna do a movie with her, and that's it. End of. Got it?"

"Yeah, geez. Don't be so sensitive about it, I was just joking."

"Well sometimes you go too far with this shit, Cor."

"I'm sorry okay? Look, I'll buy you lunch tomorrow."

"Good, and not the Ivy. I don't wanna be gawked at. I keep getting asked for autographs for that 'Liza' person, and asked if I know what 'Josh' is up to for something or what the fuck I don't know."

"Calm it, okay? We'll go somewhere she'd never even think to go, we'll go to Rambutan."

"That Thai place on West Sunset?"

"Yep, the one and only."

"Sweeet! You're the best, Cor!"

"Yeah, I know. Now give me a kiss and get the fuck out of my car."

Faith leaned over and gave Cordy a peck on the cheek and was surprised to be pulled in by her face. Cordy placed a sensuous kiss right on her lips.

"Damn, what was that for?" Faith asked, after the kiss ended.

"Just wanted you to know you were loved, that's all."

"You coulda just said that, ya know. Not stuck your tongue down my throat." She made a show at wiping her lips with the back of her hand.

"Well, I wanted a thrill so sue me, okay? I didn't get much of one last night."

"Xan passed out before you could come, huh?"

"Something like that," Cordy smiled sadly and then composed herself. "Okay, now really. Get the fuck out!" She shoved Faith back by the shoulder.

"I'm goin'!"Faith opened the door and jumped out onto the curb. Cordy leaned over and handed her wallet to her.

"Be good!"

"Always am," Faith grabbed her crotch and shook it.

"Yeah right, tease!"

Faith barely got the door closed before Cordelia peeled out of the parking space.

"Fuck, man. And they took my license away?" She shook her head and watched as the car zipped down the street. "Well, fuck, shit, and fucking fuck. What the fuck?" Faith said as she thought of what would happen between her and Buffy now. She hadn't even sent a message back to Buffy through Hank.

She sighed, straightened her back and walked up to her building and into her apartment.

Xander was stretched out on the couch watching cartoons.

"Hey! Welcome back, buddy! How was the big house? Did you become anyone's bitch?"

"No, but you're about to become my bitch. What the hell are you doin' here, Xand?"

"Oh, Cordy told me to stay and watch the cat. Ya know, and eat all your food and drink all your beer."

"And fuck on my bed…" She added helpfully.

"Well, yeah, but not last night. No, I went solo here on the couch, if you know what I mean." He wiggled his eyebrows.

"Gross, dude! Don't tell me shit like that."

"You'd rather you sat in a pile of my spooge by accident?"

Faith shuddered, "Just shut the fuck up!" She put her hand up to stop what he was about to say next. When it looked like she was safe from another "too much information session", she ran that hand through her hair and sighed. She looked around at the place, it seemed like he cleaned up a bit and that made her lighten up.

"So, what was this about you and Cordy not hookin' up. What'd you two have a fight?"

"No, she went out on a date." Xander commenced throwing peanuts in the air and then trying to catch them. Half of them were ending up on the furniture and the floor by the looks of it. "Don't worry," He said when he saw Faith looking at the mess. "I'm gonna pick those up and eat 'em."

"Eww, dude, you realize the cat walks all over the floor, and usually likes to rub on my leg as I'm sittin' on the couch."

"So?"

"So? She uses the litter box…ya know…digs in her own shit, then walks around. That's so."

"Oh, damn. That's what that last peanut from the floor was…" Xander made a horrified face and ran to the toilet making himself heave.

"Jesus Christ." Faith muttered, then called out, "Get off the wacky weed, ya fuckin' douche!"

Xander came out of the bathroom brushing his teeth.

"Hey! Don't call me a douche." He pointed the brush at Faith.

"Is that my toothbrush?!"

He looked at it, "Ummm…." He said as he ran back in the bathroom.

'What the fuck kinda shit did I do to someone to bring this kinda Karma on me?' She thought as she flopped into the armchair, closed her eyes and put her feet up on the coffee table.

"Yeah, so…last night, Cordy ditched me for her…ya know…Sugar Daddy." Xander said when he came back into the room.

Faith cracked an eye open to look at him but didn't pick her head up.

"Sugar Daddy?"

"Lives out in Malibu apparently."

"Oh really?" This time she picked up her head and leaned forward in the chair.

He nodded, "I thought you knew."

"Nope."

"You're like her best friend."

"Well maybe there's a reason she doesn't want me to know."

"Oh, a mystery to solve, huh?"

"No. A discreet look the other way, dude." Faith shrugged. "If she wants to tell me, then she'll tell me."

"Whatever you say."

"Yeah, it is whatever I say. Look, I didn't really sleep and I need to shower, badly." Faith said as she got up off the chair. "I'll see you later."

"Can I stay and watch Tom and Jerry?" Xander asked.

"Sure, just don't fuckin' eat any more peanuts off the floor. And you owe me a fuckin' toothbrush." She said as she made her way to the bathroom. 'Good thing that was my decoy.' She thought. 'I don't leave my precious Sonic out for no groady bastard like that to use for his shitty mouth.'

It was another month before Faith and Buffy were together again. As before, Buffy avoided Faith at her parent's beach house, and neither had called to talk to the other.

Faith felt awkward and ashamed of the whole driving on a suspended license because of her DUI charge. Buffy didn't call Faith because she again reasoned that it was punishment for trying to cheat on Angel and she tried to make the most of their relationship. But he had once again fallen into drinking and hanging out with the boys way too much and that left her alone most nights.

"Hey, Oz. What's up?" Faith asked, as she walked up to the Director's chair.

"Your scene is next. You ready?"

Faith looked over at the monitor, Buffy was just finishing up her blow job scene with the new guy, Jesse. He looked like he was in heaven and Faith's cock twitched in sympathy, but it quickly lost some of its excitedness when she saw Buffy swallow. She was feeling jealous even though Buffy hadn't gotten herself off as she gave Jesse the blow job. Despite the fact that Faith could tell Buffy wasn't really that into it, it still kinda hurt to see her with another dick.

"Yeah, I'm ready." She muttered.

"Well, Buffy said she wants to take like a twenty minute break or so to get herself ready for the next scene."

"Okay, she gotta what…like stretch her asshole out or somethin'?"

"I doubt it, I think she's wearing a plug, but she just asked for some time and she's the star so I figured we'd give it to her."

"Cool by me. I'll be out back." Faith took one last look at the monitor and her stomach turned as Buffy scooped Jesse's come off her chin and licked it back into her mouth. She blew a kiss at the camera and smiled.

Faith was outside before Buffy could get the chance to ask how she thought it went, or even to say hello.

A couple of the set guys and Xander and Jesse came out on the back deck, and then to Faith's surprise, Angel came out too. He was all smiles and laughs and was kidding around with Faith like they were best pals. It bothered Faith a little but she didn't let it show.

Jesse was sitting in one of the lounge chairs all proud of himself. Little did he know that the amount of times they had to stop to let him calm down so he wouldn't pop too soon was unprecedented. She figured she wouldn't burst the guy's bubble, he was new.

Angel ribbed him mercilessly though, then seemed to take pity on him and tried to find out what was wrong.

"Hey, what's up with you trying to come so soon? You like twelve or something?"

"I dunno, dude. Her throat is like somethin'…I've never experienced."

Faith started to get a little agitated at Jesse talking about Buffy like that, but it wasn't her place to say anything so she just waited.

"I know right? It's almost like…" Angel started to say and Faith snapped.

"Almost like her pussy isn't good enough, huh?"

"You'll find out, soon enough, Faith." Angel smirked. "You've had her throat, what did you think?"

Faith felt backed into a corner, and she also felt really pissed off, she wanted to hurt Angel and so she did it the only way she thought she knew how.

"Damn, dude, after my turn fuckin' her face I was like, 'Shit girl, every time you're talking to me all I'm thinkin' about is how I can get you to stop so I can stick my dick down your throat."

The guys around the deck laughed.

"Jesse's lucky then, he got the throat, all Faith gets is the pussy and the ass." One of the other guys said.

"That's not a bad draw," Xander said. "I'd kill to get that, even just once."

"No, man. It's her throat, right, Faithy?" Angel didn't seem to want to let it go and Faith was playing right into his hands.

"Exactly, listen to the man over here, he should know. Her throat's so good I wanna make her esophagus pregnant every time I see her." Faith said with a laugh.

Again, the guys around the deck laughed with her.

Buffy had been about to get into the tub for a soak in the upstairs bathroom when she heard Jesse say her throat was something he'd never experienced before. Her scene with Faith was next and she wanted to make it more like the date they didn't have. Faith looked great as usual and Buffy was feeling pretty horny about that. She was feeling a little flattered by the talk from the new guy.

 So when she heard what Faith said to Angel, as it floated in through the open bathroom window, she saw red.

By the time their banter was in full swing, she was livid and calling for Oz.

"What's up, Buff? You ready? I'll call the crew…something the matter?"

"Why?!" She fixed him with a mean look.

"Um," He pointed to his own face, "Your face, it's all…murderous."

"I'm not doing this shit, Oz. You call it off okay?"

"What? Wait? What happened?"

Buffy didn't explain exactly why she wanted to stop the movie, but she was pretty determined, and she left him staring at her back as she went to re-dress and pack up. Oz opened the bathroom window a little more and called for Faith to get the fuck upstairs.

Faith jumped to attention and quickly did as he said. She'd never heard him so upset before.

"What's the matter?!" Faith said, slightly out of breath. She waited for Oz, who was sitting on the toilet seat cover looking mad as hell, to tell her what was going on.

"Buffy's out."

"What? Where'd she go?"

"No, she's out. She said she's not doing it, she's going."

"Why?! What the fuck happened?!"

"I don't fucking know!" Oz stood up and looked at her suspiciously. "Did you fucking say something to her?"

"Me?! I haven't even seen her at all today."

"Well she mumbled something about you and your boys and she went to go get dressed."

Faith leaned up against the vanity, wracking her brain trying to figure out what she could have said to make Buffy so mad. She looked at the open bathroom window.

"Oh, fuck no." She muttered.

"What!"

"I wonder if she heard…" Faith thought of the things she said, the things she didn't really mean but wanted to hurt Angel with. She never thought of what would happen if Buffy heard it all too.

"Heard what?"

"Did she leave yet?" Faith propelled herself off of the vanity and started walking towards the door.

"No, but she's about to."

"Get Hank on the phone!" Faith said as she went out into the hall to try and talk some sense into Buffy.

Buffy was still in the room she was using as her dressing room, she could hear Faith's voice and her heart was speeding up, but she wasn't going to let lust overtake her this time. She was hurt by what Faith had said in front of the other "guys" and when she was hurt, people needed to stay out of her way.

Faith knocked on the door and called, "Buffy, hey! Are you in there?"

There was no answer, Buffy felt it was best if she just stayed silent, because she'd unleash something that she really shouldn't and there was no point in arguing, she'd made up her mind.

"Buffy, c'mon, don't do this! You're gonna make a shit load of bank here, you'd be shooting yourself in the foot."

There was still no answer from inside the room.

Faith decided to tone it down, "Look, B. I don't know what you think you heard, or what really happened to make you wanna drop out. But don't do this to yourself, or the crew…If you want to talk about it…I'll be downstairs, you can call me on my cell if you don't wanna see me face to face."

Buffy could hear Faith walk away and she sat down on the bed that was there. After thinking about it for a long while she picked up her cell and dialed.

"Faith, it's for you." Andrew walked over and gave her the phone.

"Hello?"

"Faith, it's Hank. How are you?"

Faith's heart sank, she thought it was going to be Buffy.

"Not too good, Hank."

"I heard. Look, can you go into Oz's office, we're gonna conference there in a minute."

"Sure." She said as she walked over to Oz's temporary office. "Is she gonna really drop out Hank?"

"We'll go over the particulars together."

"Okay, I'm in the office." She nodded her head to Oz who had mouthed the name "Hank" to her.

"Alright, hang up and I'll call Oz's line."

"Right, bye."

A second or so later Oz's phone rang.

"Hank?"

"Yep. Are you and Faith the only people in the office?"

"Yes," Oz signaled for Xander to get out.

"Okay, I don't want everyone to hear this."

Faith's heart was threatening to sink down to her legs, she felt like this news wasn't going to be good.

"Give it to us straight Hank. What's going on?"

"Well, Buffy was quite mad, she wouldn't say why though. But she's gonna do it."

Both Faith and Oz whooped in relief and high fived each other.

"On one condition…"

They were smiling and so excited they didn't really care what the condition would be.

"…Faith can't be in it."

The smile instantly was wiped from Faith's mouth and she sat back down heavily in her chair, feeling like she was just kicked in the stomach.

"Wait! What?" Oz defended Faith. "No! She's my other star, plus a producer on this one. The contract states…"

"The contract that Faith signed states Buffy has license to change her co-star for any reason, even on the day of shooting."

Oz looked at Faith curiously.

"Dude, you signed that one? Why?"

It was about a minute before Faith could answer him.

"I wanted to make it so if she wasn't comfortable with the new guy, she didn't have to have him in there. I didn't fuckin' think she'd be replacing me." Faith felt stunned and very frustrated.

"Well, what are we gonna do now?"

"I'm not sure, but I'm not Buffy's lawyer, her mother is and she plays hardball, so I suggest you come up with something fast and call her office back."

"Is Buffy still here in the house?" Faith asked.

"Yes, but she said if anyone goes up and tries to pester her she's walking completely."

Faith sighed.

"What do we do?" Oz asked her.

"We get someone else," Faith shrugged. "I'm not gonna be the one to fuck up her goodbye movie."

Oz looked at her for a few long moments. He could tell she was dying inside but she wouldn't sabotage the movie for her own feelings. He admired that about Faith. Her loyalty was something to be revered.

"Faith?" Hank's voice came through the speaker of the phone.

"Yeah?"

"I hate to do this to you, I know you're a producer on this one and all…"

"But?"

"But she doesn't want you on the set for the rest of the shoot either."

"Oh…damn…" Faith whispered.

"Really, Hank? I mean…what the heck happened?" Oz asked.

"I'm not sure, but apparently she was pretty upset about it."

"It was somethin' I said." Faith explained. She now knew that Buffy must have definitely overheard her whole conversation with the guys, and even though they were also making comments, it was Faith's that hurt her the most.

Faith felt helpless to do anything, just like she felt when her step-mother died. So, for Buffy, she did the only thing she could do at the moment. She got up and said goodbye to Hank and Oz and left the set.

She waited outside while Oz got someone to give her a ride home. She looked up into one of the rooms and saw a curtain moving back over the window.

"Damn, B. You really fuckin' hate my guts now don't ya? Can't even stand to be in the same room with me anymore, and fuckin' think I'm a goddamn pig."

She took out her cellphone and dialed one of her contacts.

"Hey, it's me. I just wanna let you know I'm leavin'. Thanks for still doin' the movie. I know it'll be great…'cause it's you, ya know? Sorry for…sorry it turned out…fuck I'm just sorry, okay, B? I know this is probably it for us, you've got a whole new life ahead of ya and I wish ya all the best. Good…bye."

Faith put the cellphone back in her pocket and just waited, leanin' up against Xander's car and trying her damndest not to cry.

Cordelia arrived on the set just as they were getting set for the anal part of the scene. She had clearance from Faith to be there while they were shooting, and Buffy had said it was okay too. No one remembered to tell Cordy about Faith being off the picture.

Cordy walked up to Andrew and whispered into his ear harshly, "What the fuck is going on here? Who the fuck is that?"

Andrew got up from his chair and pulled Cordelia over to the side, "That's Spike."

"I know who it is, why the fuck is he about to stick his dick up Buffy's ass?"

"We're filming a porno?" Andrew sounded like she must have hit her head.

"Listen you little, bitch. Where's Faith?!"

"Cordelia…" Oz came over and took her further into the hallway away from the scene about to be shot. "Let's go into my office."

Angel who was watching the drama unfold from one of the couches at the edge of the set jumped up and walked over to them.

"Hey, Oz, you go direct your scene. I'll handle this." He said like he had everything under control.

"Handle what?! Tell me where Faith is!" Cordelia yelled.

"Let's step into Oz's office, Cordelia is it?" Angel asked.

"Yeah, it's Cordelia…Cordelia Chase." She fixed a look on him that told anyone within watching distance that she liked his look and his confident swagger.

"You got this?" Oz asked Angel.

"Yeah, I got this. Go direct your star, I'll fill her in on the story with Faith."

Cordelia narrowed her eyes at Andrew who had just given her his own look of disgust.

"You should really be fired you know."

"Ms. Chase?" Angel pointed at Oz's office door and waited until she passed him to put his arm down.

Once they were inside the office and the door was closed, they kissed like they hadn't seen each other in years. Even though the last time they saw each other was this morning.

"Oh, fuck…Angel…" She held onto him tightly as he lifted her skirt and was pleasantly surprised that she was wearing no panties.

"Hoping you'd see me today, huh?" He asked.

"Hoping? Shut the fuck up! You knew I'd be here."

They clinched again and it was a while before their kiss broke.

"Damn, Cordy. I just fucked you this morning, you act like…"

"I'm hot for you. What can I say?"

Angel palmed her pussy and smiled, "I'd say you were plenty hot."

"But should we do this here? I thought we were gonna go back to the beach house?"

"Well, Buffy's really upset…so I…she wanted me to stick around and wait until she was done."

"I can't believe she threw Faith off the set."

"Shame, really…Spike…"

"Yeah, he's not what he used to be."

Angel inserted a finger into Cordelia's warm, wet hole causing her to groan.

"We really shouldn't…"

"Who's gonna hear? They're out there fucking. If they hear us they'll think it's the playback monitor." He captured her lips in another heated kiss. "Besides," He panted into her ear when it broke. "It's not like we haven't fucked in the shower while Buffy was in the living room with her girlfriends while they were having coffee and talking about what a great guy I am." He let out a sinister laugh then added another finger to her hole.

That made her lose all sense of "do the right thing".

"Bend over the desk, Cordy…I wanna fuck your ass like Spike's doing to Buffy right now."

"Mmmm," She moaned. "Sounds wicked."

He laughed, "The wickedest."

Andrew turned away from the door he was just listening at with a smug smile. He'd file that information away for later, now however, he needed to figure out how to keep the leading man hard.

He and the rest of the crew missed Faith really bad.

Faith had been dropped off at her place by Xander and decided to go for a bike ride as soon as she got back into her apartment. She felt restless and not really in the best of headspaces, she just needed to ride.

Too bad she couldn't ride her Harley. She liked to take that up into the hills, and just let all her cares melt away, but she didn't dare chance another brush with the law. It's what got her into all this mess in the first place.

Sort of anyway.

She decided to go to one of the out of the way coffee shops a few blocks away and just chill out and people watch. The problem with that was everyone seemed to remind her of Buffy.

After an hour of trying to forget about what happened today, she decided to call someone who could help her.

"Faith?" The British accented man asked clearly puzzled. "This is Rupert Giles."

"Yeah, you don't think I know who I called?"

"Our teleconference is not due for another three weeks…what's happened?"

"What's 'happened' is I've started to fuck things up like always."

"How exactly?"

Faith sighed and took a drag of her cigarette, slowly exhaling the smoke back out through her nose before answering.

"How else? By running my stupid fucking mouth."

"Faith, are you smoking again?"

"Just started back up today."

"And a few weeks ago it was drinking."

"Yeah well, what can I say, I'm a winner."

"Should I order you to come home?"

"Where the hell is home, Giles?"

"You know your home can be anywhere you want. There are many people that love you, including me."

"That's sweet," She took another drag off her cigarette and this time let the smoke out while she talked. "But there's only one person's love I gotta have, and unfortunately she thinks I'm the scum that is scummier than the scum of the earth."

"Is this that Bunny woman?"

"Buffy."

"Yes, sorry, Buffy. What happened?"

"I told you, I ran my mouth when I shoulda been tellin' others to shut theirs."

Giles took a moment to compose himself, he didn't want to get snappy with Faith, he knew that was a sure fire way to get her to stop sharing.

"You said something hurtful about her?"

"You got it in one, good man," Faith mimicked him.

"How did this happen?" Giles just pressed on with his line of questioning as if this were normal.

"We were on the set, I was waiting for her to get ready, some guys came out and they were talkin' about her amazin' deep throat talents…you want me to continue?" Faith could hear his blush from all the way across half of the globe.

"Yes, do." Even though he was embarrassed, he knew Faith was working in adult films now and he would have to get used to the subject matter during their sessions.

"So, they're talkin' about how well she can deep throat, and about how her pussy isn't nearly as good. Even her boyfriend was out there chimin' in and it was pissin' me off."

"And did you battle him?"

"What with like swords and gloves smacking faces and fifty paces and 'I challenge you to a duel' and all that jazz?"

He closed his eyes again, "Do forgive me. Did you kick the shit out of his balls?"

"No, dude, nothin' like that. I did what I always do, I fuckin' started rippin' on her like they were…'cause…it felt…"

"Good to hurt him that way?"

"Kinda, yeah."

"You were getting a testosterone boost from the men around you as well."

"Fuck, it was like I was feedin' off some drug."

"I told you, you're not like other quote unquote men, Faith. You're different."

"A freak, right I gotcha."

"No, not a freak. You have both male and female hormones, but the fact that you have only one set of genitals makes your hormones react a little differently. You must always be aware that when you're with a bunch of men and you're a bit angry, you can hurt someone. In this case it was with words, but you know how you can get…"

"…with my fists. I know."

"You can be so controlled; we've seen you do it. What's different this time?"

Faith thought a while, and then stubbed her cigarette out. She leaned forward in her chair and rested her elbows on the table as she spoke into the phone.

"You know how you know something can be so right for you…so right and just what you need…but you'll never have it?"

Giles thought of the love he lost when the woman he loved was blown up in the building she practiced medicine in.

"I think I have an idea."

"Well, that's what I've got. It's what I'm lookin' at for the rest of my life. However long or short that is."

"Things will work out, Faith. Why don't you come over for a visit? You haven't been to Switzerland in what? A year?"

"Yeah, it's been about that long."

"The summers in the mountains are so pretty. You must come for the fishing."

"Sounds wonderful," She rolled her eyes.

"Faith? Sarcasm doesn't get filtered out of the phone."

"Sorry, dude. I'm just bitter."

"Why?"

"She's marryin' this dude soon and she's the type that doesn't like to mess around. Not that I'd want her to or nothin'. But I know she digs me…she's just..."

"What?"

"Weirded out by me, I guess."

"No one is 'weirded' out by you, that's not even a word."

"No? How about those kids in Oklahoma?"

"They were intolerant rats." Giles spat out. "I wouldn't worry about what they think."

"But they represent the general population, Giles. You can't deny that no one looks at me and says, 'That chick is a really good person, and it just so happens she has a dick.'"

"Then why put yourself out there in public like you're doing. I daresay, I understand why you're venturing into adult films but aren't you inviting more people to ridicule you?"

"Fuck 'em if they don't like me."

"That's what I'm trying to say as well."

"Well, that's the problem; you're being all English about it, just get to the point!"

She and Giles shared a laugh.

"Will you be okay, or shall I come out there?"

"I'll be okay, I guess."

"Faith…"

"I know…it's all good Giles."

"Very well, call me if you need me, day or night."

"Will do. Thanks, man."

"You're welcome."

When they hung up Faith couldn't help but feel empty inside. She made a decision that wouldn't make a lot of people happy, but it was her decision and her life.

Everyone else would have to live with it.

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