Damn!
Wherever Willow was, she wasn't home. The witch still hadn't returned to her motel room. At least, this time, Buffy hadn't had to rely on Sunnydale's public transportation system. Xander had given her a ride across town. He'd offered to wait, to make sure that Willow was back, but Buffy, wanting to be alone with the witch, had dismissed her chauffeur. Although Xander was no doubt anxious to get back together with Chester, the construction crew member he'd been fucking when Buffy had arrived at Xander's house earlier in the afternoon, Xander was also notoriously spontaneous, and his favorite company were Willow and Buffy. It was possible that he'd defer sex with Chester for time to spend with his two favorite girls, especially now that he knew of Buffy's transformation into a chick with a dick and the Slayer's hope of making love to Willow. He might hope to turn their lesbian coupling into a bisexual threesome.
With Xander gone and Willow still not home, Buffy wasn't sure what to do. Should she visit her mentor, Rupert Giles? Her former Watcher's apartment was near the UC Sunnydale campus, which was within walking distance or, for that matter, she could call him or she could call Xander. However, she didn't want to interrupt his liaison with Chester a second time, even though Buffy was a little concerned about Willow. It wasn't like her to say that she was going someplace and then not show. Maybe she and Giles should organize a search party, and-no. Willow was a grown woman, not a careless teen. She was also an extremely powerful witch, well able to handle herself against anyone who was foolish enough to attempt to assault her. She'd wait a while. Then, if Willow still hadn't shown or called anyone, Buffy would contact Giles.
Meanwhile, there was another not-so-small problem to contend with. Buffy had an erection. Since she'd left Xander's house, her cock had become rigid. The stiff, swollen member jutted from her groin, making a tent at the crotch of her sweatpants.
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