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3) Andrew
Here we are again dear viewers, back from our little break, well not a break really more like an unscheduled confiscation of my handheld cam by Buffy. Luckily for us though she has been pre occupied ever since Faith the “evil” slayer has returned to the fold in her quest for redemption. This, lapse of attention, finally gave me, your charismatic host, a chance to sneak into Buffy’s bedroom to look for my camera, and some other things that could give us more insight into the life of a slayer. For instance I found some interesting stuffed animals and some comfortable black lace panties that no doubt are of great significance to the cause.
So let our story continue, when last we met we had just learned that Faith had broken out of prison and was on her way back to Sunnydale. This we learned courtesy of Willow whom had phoned ahead to ease the way for the dark slayer’s re-emergence onto the scene. It’s a shame that I didn’t have the camera at that point in time dear viewers because Buffy made quite a scene. You all would not believe me even if I told you, but suffice it to say our poor witchy friend must have sustained some definite hearing damage after that phone call.
When they finally did arrive back here in Sunny D, they soon fell back into the good old misunderstanding, where Faith attacked our resident vampire Spike. If you ask me there was something more going on there than just your plane old slayer stake vampire, I’m thinking a green demon called jealousy reared its head. But apart from that Faith was quickly taken in and brought up to date as to what is going on in our neck of the woods.
Right now the Scooby-gang are out teaching those young and impressionable SIT’s the ropes of how to dust vampires and keep other beasties of the night at bay. In other words that means I got the house all to myself and can give you, the viewer a behind the scenes look into the life of ‘The Slayer’. Looks into things like: where does she live, where does she sleep, what does she eat and is it nutritious? We start our tour right here, where is here I hear you say. Well we are in the sanctum of all sanctums, the place where our fearless leader retreats to when she needs time alone, her bedroom, and a fine bedroom it is I might say.
A nice big comfy bed, the dresser I found those panties in, of course the ever present chest of weapons that no slayer can do without. Let’s see our leader may be fearless but she isn’t tidy as we can detect from the disarray we find in her closet. An abundance of pastels just leap out at us when we aren’t careful opening her closet doors.
Suddenly there is the sound of the front door opening accompanied by some muted voices in the hallway that seem to be gradually coming up the stairs.
“Hey B, you think they won’t miss us? “
“Nah Faith, Willow and Spike are keeping them busy and I told them I was gonna take you on a solo walk to catch up on things.”
“Ok but what was it that you wanted to show me then that couldn’t wait until we finished with those P-pods.?”
“You’ll see just hold on. It’s in my bedroom.”
‘Oh my god gotta hide, got to get out of her bedroom, no way I’m gonna live if Buffy finds me here. She’s gonna be my personal Bobafet and hunt me down for a price… Oh what I wouldn’t give for Harry Potters invisibility cloak. Oh maybe I can hide here in the back of her closet, some of her clothes manage to get lost in there I might be able too.’ So with a quick and not so graceful dive Andrew manages to conceal himself just in time before Buffy and Faith enter the room.
“So where is this thing you wanted me to see?” The dark slayer asks her blonde counterpart, sounding just a little bit anxious. “You do know I don’t do surprises real well B. The whole wanted fugitive thing kinda wrecked my nerves.” She adds as a form of explanation while sitting down on the edge of Buffy’s bed. As all this is taking place, Andrew manages to carefully creep into a more comfortable pose as well as adjust the blinds of the closet door to a position that makes it able for him to film through.
“I know Faith, don’t worry about that I am sure you’ll like this surprise… It’s something you’ve hinted at long enough.” Buffy’s voice has dropped a few pitches to a deeper tone that makes the brunette slayer shiver, which of course the master of the camera manages to catch. Walking up to Faith, Buffy takes of her dark denim jacket and drops it to the floor. When she stands right before the seated slayer she leans down and grazes her lips against her sister slayers’ lips. Without so much as a single moments doubt Faith grabs the body in front of her and pulls it down with her as she herself falls backwards on the bed. Clothes are quickly undone and divulged off and mouths that once were engulfed in fiery passionate kisses start to roam over heated and sweaty bodies. No words are spoken in these moments and the only sounds are groans and moans, which are not all coming from the two girls on the bed. Andrew himself is having a hard time trying to stay quiet and not be detected. But he has a good reason to stay hidden and undetected, the reason being to stay a life….
We’ve got to be very, very quiet. These two slayers aren’t the friendliest when they know they are filmed. Let alone finding me in a closet filming them while they are getting it on. But let us try to take a closer look; I think I’ve still got some zoom left…
See those magnificent bodies move against each other. You can’t look at this and not be entranced, moves like that I’ve only seen them equal during battle training. Rising and falling, gripping each other for dear life. I’m sure viewers that were it to be any one else than another slayer these sexual forces could kill. “Oh yes, Faith keep doing that. Right there that feels so gooo…ooodddd.” Buffy squeals as Andrews’ camera manages to zoom in on Faiths face between the blonde slayers thighs, her mouth lavishing every ounce of attention to the bundle of nerves. “Don’t you dare stop, I need it too damn much… just a little bit moooorrrrrreeeee.” The blonde croons as she finally comes with an intensity that could shatter glass.
As Buffy slowly comes back to consciousness her fingers start move over Faith’s body, beginning on her muscled back drawing lazy circles slowly moving down to quivering thighs that give away the desperate need of the dark slayer. “Oh baby that felt good, I’m so gonna thank you for that.” Before either Andrew or Faith get a chance to react Buffy has flipped her and Faith over and Andrew has to zoom out just to be able to get a clear shot of the two sweaty girls again.
Buffy’s hands keep their movement going which is greatly appreciated by the moaning brunette underneath her. Not only does the blonde keep her hands pre-occupied but her mouth as well, it descended upon one of the brunettes full breasts and is ravishing it with total abandon. Nipping, sucking and biting leaving several marks in her wake. “Ungh oh yeah, rough me up baby, take me hard….”
Viewers if this documentary ever gets to see the light of day, it better be labelled X-rated. As Andrew moves the view line up and down the writing forms the little battery sign in his viewscreen starts to light up. Oh no, not now….. not the batteries….. darnnit and they we’re so close. Andrew softly whines from his hiding spot inside of Buffy’s wardrobe while the image seen on his handheld camera goes to static and finally fades to black.