__How Do I Tell Him?__
By Sandra Pascoe
Giles is up to something. I think I know what he's .awww he's blushing!
He looks so cute when he blushes . and he's started to fidget as well. Oh
no, I didn't sigh out loud did I? Head down, Buff, look as though you're
working at least. Working, right . working out levels of Giles cuteness.
He hasn't blushed for a while. The nervous, blushing, Hugh Grant-ish
side of him seemed to disappear a bit when Wesley turned up. Shouldn't
Wesley be here? Not that I'm complaining . the less people around the
better. Now, if I could only get rid of Xander and Willow..oh, now there's
a road I'd love to go down. Alone with Giles . kissing him senseless .
stripping his clothes off. Giles wears far too many clothes . and the
wrong type of clothes as well. He should wear leather trousers . nothing
else, just leather trousers, tightly cut across the hips. Maybe I could
persuade him to go undercover at that biker's bar at the edge of town .
hmm that has possibilities. It would show off his chest - I know he has
hair on his chest . but how much? Come on, Giles, enquiring minds need
to know! Leather trousers would cover up his legs though . his long,
muscular legs .aha - I've got it! A suede loincloth! There's something
missing though . something to finish off the look . an earring - that
would work. Yummy . ohhhh, something even better: tight Speedo's.
Flaunt it, Giles. Show off ALL your muscles! Oh, come on, Buff, you know
what you really want. Stop it with the leather and the loincloths and get
down to it! Okay, okay . I want him nekkid! Nekkid Giles . oh, boy .
drifting now . drifting away into fantasyland.
Uh-oh, Willow's smiling again . and now Xander's looking as well.
Honestly, you'd think they'd never seen . never seen what, Buff? Never
seen you lusting after Giles? I'm not lusting . okay then, maybe I am. I
have good reason, though. I mean just look at him . those gorgeous
eyes . oh, I'm making him nervous again . this is good . I think I'll pout -
he really loses it when I pout. Yes! That worked. Oh, happy days! What
a way to pass the time. I wish all research was like this . investigating
the finer points of my Watcher . ex-Watcher but we won't go there - it's
far too depressing. As my Watcher, Giles knows all there is to know
about me . I think the favour should be returned . I should know all
about him. Every sordid little detail . every desire . every fantasy. Come
on, Buff, back to the real world. Okay, now, where was I? Oh yes .
nekkid Giles and . donuts? Why did I think of donuts? Oh yes, I
remember . Giles took the last jelly donut - is that what he's so nervous
about? You don't need to be nervous, sweetie . I've still got two jellies in
my bag and if you're very good I'll let you . let you what? What is erotic
about donuts? Except maybe the jelly . licking it off .now, where did I put
that can of whipped cream?
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