Assignemt 5
A Day in Touch 1/1coe42@aol.com
Title: A Day in Touch
Author: Karen.
Rating: Pg13 for L.
Disclaimer: Yes, Joss would not write this or give me money for it.
Feedback: Desired.
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"It was horrible." I told Gunn, sitting down next to him. "Completely and
utterly terrifying." I'd gone to Sunnydale on a routine exchange of
information. I was expecting it to be completely one-sided-us informing them,
them not informing us-and was surprised by what I found in the usually quiet
during the day town.
Gunn was, of course, naturally curious. But I had no idea about how to go
about telling the sordid tale. And it was very sordid. So like all true good
story tellers, I elected to start in the middle and fill in details as
necessary. "They were all over each other."
"All over?" I gestured with my hands to indicate an embrace. My not so subtle
friend missed the reference. Finally I stammered, "Embracing, touching...in
flagrante delicto, as it were."
Gunn's eyes widened, "Oh. You walked in on a couple doing it in the 'Dale? It
wasn't the two lesbians, was it?"
"Oh grow up! It wasn't a couple." I paused for impact. My story obviously had
Gunn hooked.
"Somebody was cheating? Was it one of the lesbians with a guy?" My piercing
stare must have impacted him slightly as he grinned sheepishly, "Sorry. Just
got cable."
"Oh yes, on my first venture into cable, I had the Spice channel by mistake
you see and for a month I kept ordering pizza in the hopes that..." I shut
up. Embarrassing things like that always seemed to pour out of me at the most
inopportune moments. "Right, anyway, where was I?"
"About to tell me who was gettin it on!"
"Perhaps not. You seem entirely too interested in this story..." I teased. Of
course I had to tell someone! How could I keep this juicy little tidbit
inside my refined English body? It's not possible to be all staid with this
under my hat, no not at all.
"Give it up English. You can't resist. Who was going at it?"
He was right. I couldn't resist. And this was the best bit. "All of them."
His eyes went round and saucer like. "I know! It's too good! I walked in the
door of the Magic Box and they were all over one another! Xander and Anya the
ex-demon girl were having it off with Buffy and Willow while Giles was
undressing! I thought I'd go blind or die from embarrassment! Especially when
Tara whipped out that enormously huge-"
Gunn put a hand on my chest to forestall me. "No, no. I don't need to know
that!" He shook his head, "Yes I do. What was it?"
I laughed. "If I have to tell you, then you're too young for this story!
Perhaps I should wake Angel and share it with him." I moved to get up. Gunn
shoved me firmly back into my seat. I smiled at him devilishly.
"All right, there they all were, writing on the floor. Naked. NAKED as God
intended and doing things that the devil would blush at. At one point Xander
had his hand up...while Giles had a hold of two of their.." My hand gestures
said it all.
Gunn looked beyond incredulous.
"Finally someone notices me, Xander I think, or Buffy. And they look up and
ask in the sultriest voice I've ever heard, 'Want to join us?' And I was
sweating and blushing and at a loss for any words other than, 'Are you all
out of your minds?' So Rupert Giles, once stuffiest of the stuffy English
Watchers back home, opens his mouth and says, 'It's all a demon's fault. Grab
that bottle of lotion and get your skinny ass in here!'"
Disgusted, Gunn tried to pull away. But we were connected...by the story. "So
a demon made them into Ron Jeremy? All of them?"
"Yes, of course it did!" I told him waspishly. It was a bit of an over
reaction but it was getting to the best part and I hated interruptions. He
and Cordelia never let me finish a sentences let alone a story unmolested.
"So what did you do?"
I rolled my eyes at his lack of intuition. "I deduced it was a venom passed
from victim to victim through the skin."
"How?" Honestly, I wondered how he'd gotten this job!
"By joining in of course!"
"You joined in???"
"Yes, yes of course I did! Why else would I be grabbing your ass?"
"I thought you just liked me."
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