~1~

Buffy rolled her eyes.  "Come on Wills, tell me what's going on.
You've been acting strangely since you went to L.A. for Halloween.  I
mean, if I didn't know better, I'd swear you were avoiding me."

Willow Rosenburg shifted uncomfortably in her seat.  She loved her
friend dearly, but how could she tell Buffy she was in love with her
first and most painful love?  The redhead stifled a groan.  The fact
was, she had been avoiding the the blond Slayer.  Even though Buffy
and Angel's relationship had been over for over 7 years now, Willow
felt sure her friend would hate her.

"Come on Willow, it can't be that bad.  What happened?  Did you have
a torrid affair?", Buffy quipped, grinning.

"Ack!", Willow choked on the Coke she was drinking.  Coughing the
redhead moaned, "Oh Buffy you're going to hate me."

"Wills I could never hate you, you're my nearest and dearest bud",
the Slayer replied.

"Umm", Willow stammered, "well you see, whenIwenttothatpartyatAngel
Investigations...."

"Yes", Buffy prompted, her eyes alight with mischief.

The pale redhead blushed furiously.  "You see, uh, AngelandIkindof
gottogether", she blurted out hurriedly.

The blond Slayer started to laugh.  "Oh God you mean he finally told
you?  I've been telling Mr. Broody to tell you that he was in love
with you for over a year."

Willow's mouth gaped open.  "What? How?"

Taking pity on her witchy friend, Buffy put a calming hand on
Willow's arm.  "Willow, Angel told me you gave him his soul
permanently about a year after you'd cast the spell.  By that time
we'd both moved on.  You know how much I love Giles.  We're happy.
I'm happy.  I love my husband.  Still ever since he told me, Angel
and I occasionally keep in touch."

"Oh Buffy, thank the Goddess.  I was so worried you would despise
me", Willow gushed.  Then pausing, the redhead thought about her
handsome vampire boyfriend.  "I'll kill him!", she shouted.

Buffy giggled, she loved it when Willow got all feisty and fiery.  "I
think your a little late there Wills", the blond remarked.

Becoming serious Buffy looked at her friend. "I can't say it didn't
hurt when Angel first told me he had feelings for you, I mean he was
my first, true love.  For so long, I thought we were soulmates.  Star-
crossed lovers.  Romeo and Juliet, you know?", the Slayer
sighed. "But I matured and I realized Romeo and Juliet hadn't had a
happy ending either."

Buffy ran a hand through her honey blond tresses.  "No one can come
between us Wills.  I love you and it doesn't surprise me at all that
Angel would love you too.  You're easy to love and the most wonderful
person I've ever met.  Well, next to Giles anyways."  Buffy winked.

Willow ducked her head bashfully.  Her emerald eyes shone with
happiness, as she hugged her petite blond friend.

~2~

One week later, Willow stood in her kitchen, putting the finishing
touches on two pumpkin pies she had made from scratch.

"They look pretty good for a first try", the wiccan thought, looking
over her pies critically.  Willow grinned and wiped the back of her
hand on her nose.  A white, powdery substance was streaked across her
nose and cheek.

The redhead hummed happily, and checked the time.  She still had an
hour and a half to shower, dress and meet everyone at Buffy and
Giles' house for Thanksgiving dinner.

Angel, Cordelia, Wesley and Gunn were all going to be there.  For the
first time in over seven years, the entire Scooby Gang including all
its honorary members, were going to be together again.  Well, except
for Anya and Riley.  Willow sighed, thinking about her friends tragic
deaths.

Willow's mind wandered to thoughts of Angel.  She hadn't seen him in
an entire week, their respective jobs and lives keeping them
apart.  "But I'm seeing him tonight.  Hooray!", she squealed.
Silently she thanked the Goddess.  The need to see him, be with him,
had become an almost unbearable ache in her heart. "I miss him",
Willow thought.

The dark haired vampire and the witch had only been together for
about a month, and already the miles and hours apart were beginning
to wear on Willow.

Her porcelain complexion flushed prettily, as Willow remembered how
they'd gone about trying to 'christen' every room in Angel's hotel,
the last time she visited.  She prayed Cordelia would never find out
what they'd done on her desk.

Walking through her home, Willow enjoyed the cinnamon and nutmeg
scent that teased her senses.  "Maybe I should bake more often?  I
hope I used enough sugar", she thought.  Slowly the witch started up
the steps, only to be startled by the sound of the doorbell.

In a hurry now, the slender redhead ran down the stairs and opened
the door.  To her surprise she was greeted by a pair of sparkling
dark eyes, and a box of her favorite chocolates.  "Truffles", she
squealed, "I love these."

"Willow", Angel groaned, burying his face in his girlfriend's
fragrant hair.  "I've missed you so much Little One."

"And I've missed you", the wiccan replied.  "You're early", she
continued, "not that I'm complaining mind you, its just a surprise".

The dark haired vampire's lips rapidly captured her own.  Willow's
mouth opened with an airy gasp.  The couple's mouths mated
erotically.  Sighing softly, Willow moved away.  "A very nice
surprise, may I add", she said.

"Have I ever told you", Angel began, "just how good you taste?  Like
caramel."  Willow smiled brightly.

"Sorry about showing up early and unannounced Willow, but I just
couldn't wait to see you anymore.  Besides that Cordelia threatened
to stake me if I didn't stop staring at the clock all day, and this
was the only way that would happen.  Let me tell you she is one scary
pregnant lady", the vampire joked.

"Not as scary as you in that white outfit on Halloween", Willow
quipped.

Surprised at the reminder, Angel threw back his head and laughed out
loud.

The redhead giggled, loving the all to rare sound of mirth coming
from Angel's mouth.

"Where are Wesley, Gunn and Delia?", Willow asked.

"I dropped them off at Buffy's."  Leaning forward, Angel kissed his
girlfriend again.

"Mmmm, Angel, I need to get ready", Willow said regretfully.

The dark haired vampire smirked.  Reaching out, Angel rubbed the
smudge of flour on Willow's nose with a large, gentle hand.  The
powder came away on his hand.  Willow blushed, aware that she
probably looked a fright.

"Can I come with you?", Angel asked seriously.

"Huh? Where?"

Eyes twinkling, Angel clarified his question.  "I would like to come
with you and help you get ready."

"Oh really....", Willow said, slowly backing up.

"Yes", Angel replied, slowly stalking forward and shrugging out of
his leather jacket.

In a sudden move, Willow darted up the stairs.  "You can help, but
only if you catch me", she called back over her shoulder.

Angel let her get a headstart before taking off after his red witch.

He caught her easily, but then again, Willow hadn't been running very
hard.

~3~

Annoyed, Buffy slapped Xander's hand away from the stuffed
mushrooms.  "Xander, if you keep popping those things in your mouth,
I'm going to pop you one in the stomach", the blond said in
exasperation.

"Dawn", the Slayer yelled, "could you please get your boyfriend out
of my kitchen?  I may hurt him."

Laughing, Dawn Summers walked into the kitchen and pulled Xander away
with a yank on the ear.

Wiping her hands on a dish towel, Buffy shook her head.  Sometimes
she just couldn't believe her little sister was 20 and dating Xander
of all people.  Still, Buffy approved.  Xander was probably one the
best guys she'd ever met.

The blond Slayer sighed happily as a pair of strong arms encircled
her waist.

Giles kissed his wife's neck.

Buffy grinned, her life was good.

~~~~

"Xander, you had better be on your best behavior", Dawn ordered,
straightening her boyfriend's collar.

The couple spoke privately in a corner.  Spike, Tara, Gunn, Cordelia
and Wesley were busy having an animated conversation about something
in the living room.

Dawn continued, "I know you're not fond of Angel, but you've got to
realize how unfair you've always been to him?"

"Look Dawn", Xander began, "after what happened with Angelus, I just
can't forgive and forget."

"Don't give me that", the young woman replied.  "You hated Angel even
before that.  I mean you eventually forgave Faith, why can't you
forgive him?"

The dark haired man grumbled.  "Yeah, but I didn't make it easy on
her."

"Sure, until she threatened to kick you ass", Dawn grinned.  "Should
I tell Angel to follow her lead?"

Xander swallowed nervously.

"But Dawn, Angel and Willow, a couple.... I just don't understand",
he said, shaking his head.

Dawn groaned.  "I just want you to know that you have to deal with
this Honey.  Willow and Angel are in love, and if you don't make
peace with this, you are going to lose your oldest and dearest
friend."

Sighing softly, the handsome youth enfolded his girlfriend in a hug.
He knew she was right.

~4~

Spike sat back, his arm settled casually across the shoulders of his
witch.  Tara leaned into him, enjoying the closeness of their
bodies.  The vampire's ice blue eyes twinkled mischievously, as Spike
eyed Cordelia.

"So, cheerleader", the vampire crowed, "you look a little different
then the last time I saw you."  Pointedly Spike glanced at Delia's
rounded belly.

"You'd better watch what you say Mr. Not So Big Bad.  I'm hormonal
right now and could easily become violent", Cordelia shot back.

Taken aback by her spunk, Spike started to laugh.  Gunn joined in
while Tara and Wesley shared amused glances.

"Where's Faith?", Wesley asked.  For some reason he refused to name,
the bespectacled ex-watcher was really looking forward to seeing the
dark haired Slayer.  She had paid her debt to society in prison, and
even personally apologized for her actions a year ago.  Faith had
even become part of the Angel Investigation's team for a while,
before finding a place here in Sunnydale as Willow's head of security
at her computer consulting firm.  At night, the dark Slayer and the
rest of the Scoobies continued to patrol.  Wesley was amazed at the
changes Faith had made in her life, and really liked the person she
had become.

Tara piped up. "She's supposed to be bringing the the drinks."

Cordelia rolled her eyes.  "She probably got lost in the liquor
store."

Gunn snorted and patted his wife's hand.  "Chill Delia, you know
Faith.  She's probably ransacking every store in Sunnydale trying to
find strawberries."

"Strawberries, in November?", Tara queried.

"Oh yes I remember.  Our dear Cordelia requested virgin strawberry
margaritas in deference to her condition.", Wesley said.

Looking at Gunn, Spike almost felt sorry for the man.  "She's got
those soddin' cravings pregnant women always get, eh mate?"

"Don't even get me started", the handsome black man groaned.

"Hey!", Cordelia shouted, elbowing her husband.

The conversation was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.

"I'll get it", Wesley stated, moving to his feet.  He walked into the
hall and straightened his blue oxford shirt.

The ex-watcher opened the door, and found his mouth gaping open.
Faith stood in the doorway clutching three grocery bags.  The sexy
Slayer was wearing a knee length red dress.  A dress!  Wesley had
never seen Faith in a skirt much less an actual dress.  His eyes
traveled over her legs.

"Like what you see Wes?", Faith quipped.

"Ummm, er, yes, no", Wesley stuttered, feeling a blush rise in his
cheeks.

The raven haired beauty smiled.  "Well, now that you've finally
closed your mouth, do you think you could help me out here?"

"Of course", Wesley replied.  Moving forward the ex-watcher grabbed
two of the bags.

The two stopped off in the living room so that Faith could greet
everyone.  Looking around, Faith asked, "So where are Red and Fang?"

"Not here yet", Buffy said coming out from the kitchen.

"Yes, something must be keeping them", Giles said seriously.

Faith quirked a dark eyebrow.  "Naw... If I know those two, they're
just playing a couple of rounds of hide the salami."

Giles and Wesley sputtered in shock, while the rest of the room
dissolved into laughter.

Spike slapped his thigh with mirth, enjoying the bright red flush
emerging on his witch's pretty face.  "Don't worry luv, we'll get to
play later."  This night was certainly turning out to be more fun
than he'd thought it would.  Still it had been nice letting
Tara 'convince' him to come.

Only Dawn noticed, that Xander hadn't laughed.

~5~

A smiling, flushed Willow rang the doorbell, twenty minutes later.
Giggling, she swatted Angel away from her neck.

"Have I told you how beautiful you look?", the handsome vampire asked.

Willow nodded.  "Yup, I think you may have mentioned that.  Five
times, if I'm not mistaken."

Angel smirked.

The door swung open.  Buffy stood there with a large grin on her
face.  "About time you guys got here.  We were about to send out the
search parties."    The couple ignored the blond's knowing looks and
entered her home.

Angel and Willow, deposited the pumpkin pies and the ice they had
bought on the way over, in the kitchen.  They then headed over to the
living room to greet everyone.

Giles and Dawn said their hellos and then withdrew to set the dining
room table.

Taking a chance, Angel nodded to Xander and brought up his arm for a
handshake.  "Xander", he said.

Alexander Harris hesitated.  But only for a moment, before shaking
the dark vampire's proffered hand.  "Dead-- I mean, hello Angel."
Willow's bright smile and hug were all Xander needed.  He knew he'd
done the right thing.

~6~

In the tradition of Thanksgivings all over the U.S., Gunn and Xander
soon turned on the television, and became engrossed in a football
game.  Faith, Cordelia and Tara joined them, much to Willow's
surprise.

Cordelia simply laughed and pointed at the screen.  "Come on Wills,
where else can you see fine, muscular me wear pants as tight as
those?"  Faith nodded in agreement, while Tara simply smiled
enigmatically.

Willow stared, bemused.  Even though the two had dated for over a
year, sometimes she still couldn't figure her ex-girlfriend out.

Spike groaned in disgust.  "That is bloody well, NOT football."  The
other two British men in the room agreed.  The three walked into the
dining room discussing the merits of their own favorite sport, rugby.
~~~~

Following Willow into the kitchen, Angel commandeered the blender.
He appointed himself bartender.  Soon everyone had a strawberry
margarita (virgin or not), Tom Collins or whiskeys in hand.

Together Buffy, Willow, Angel and Dawn took care of the remaining
preparations and put the food out on the long table in the dining
room.

~7~

"Xander, if you eat another one of those buttertarts, you're going to
end up waddling away from the table", the pregnant Seer remarked.

Xander grinned while placing another one of the delectable pastries
on his plate.  "You know Cordy, I wouldn't bring up the word waddling
in your condition.  I mean, if I were a different kind of person, I
could bring up how you had three serving of the marshmallow covered
yams."

Cordelia Chase Gunn flushed in embarrassment.  Surprisingly, the
brunette remained silent.

"Watch it dawg, that's my wife you're showing up", Gunn
said.  "Anyhow, she's eating for two you know.  Who's counting if she
had three serving of yams, two pieces of pumpkin pie, turkey, mac and
cheese, and--"

"Excuse me, dear husband but I don't think everyone here wants an
itemized list of what I ate", Cordelia huffed, interrupting Gunn.

Tara smirked, "Oh I don't know, I was very interested".  Spike
sputtered, almost choking on his blood.  He shook his head in
amazement, his witch never ceased surprising him.

Cordelia glared at the faux redhead before turning to her
husband.  "Charles will stop, unless he wants to sleep on the floor
tonight", the tall woman mock threatened.  Gunn smiled crookedly, but
fell silent.

~~~~

Finally managing to turn his attention away from Willow, Angel found
himself wondering about Xander and Dawn.  How had those two come
together?

Taking a sip of his wine, Angel directed his attention to the couple
sitting across from him.  "So, Xander, how did you and Dawn get
together?  If you don't mind me asking?"

Xander was surprised by the question.  He and the tall vampire hadn't
really spoken much since the initial greeting that evening.  Taking a
deep breath, the dark haired man debated telling the vampire he
minded very much, but thought better of it.  He was thankful when
Dawn placed her hand over his in silent support.  Xander smiled at
his girlfriend before responding.  "Well, my former girlfriend... uh,
do you remember Anya?"

Thinking back to when his lovely redhead was in high school.  Angel
recalled the Anyanka/Wish incident.  Suddenly he remembered his
Willow in leather.  The dark vampire's eyes gleamed, as he nodded at
the younger man.

"Anya was walking to work at Giles' magic shop", Xander continued
slowly.  Apparently Riley had gotten a cup of coffee at the Starbucks
on the corner when he noticed that a car full of guys was trailing
her.  Maybe he noticed the guns, but we don't know.  The only witness
said Riley started to run, dropping his coffee and yelling at Anya.
I guess he wanted to warn her or push her to the ground or
something."  Xander closed his eyes and sighed.

"To make a long story short, both Anya and Riley died that day in a
drive by shooting", Dawn interjected.

Xander smiled bitterly.  "That was probably the first time the
Sunnydale police department actually got it right.  The incident
actually WAS gang related."

"An initiation from what we could gather", Buffy supplied with hard
eyes.

"Anyhow, after Anya was gone, Dawn really helped me through the
pain.  It was nine months before I felt ready to really live again.
Dawn and I even tried to reach out to Riley's boyfriend, but Graham
wasn't having it.  He left Sunnydale soon thereafter."  Xander
grimaced, thinking about the private, close-mouthed former Initiative
soldier."

"If Dawn hadn't been so understanding I probably would have done
something incredibly stupid", Xander said ending his story.  "Dawn
kicked my ass out of my self pity, and I fell in love with her for
it."

"In the meantime, Dawn has been in love with Xander since she was a
teenager", Tara teased.  Willow smiled and Dawn blushed.

"You could tell?", the youngest Summers' asked embarrassed.  Buffy,
Tara, Willow and even Spike nodded in amusement.  "Oh God", Dawn
groaned.

Angel was almost sorry he had asked.  He hadn't known, that Xander
and Dawn's relationship had roots in a senseless tragedy.  "I'm sorry
about Anya", the dark haired vampire stated sincerely.

Xander shrugged.  "It's okay.  Thanks."

~8~

In the meantime, Spike watched as the ex-watcher cozied up to the
dark Slayer.  The chipped vampire thought the match quite
amusing.  "The chit was certainly a handful.  Actually a couple of
handfuls", Spike thought ruefully. "Wussy was in for a hell of a
ride."

Tara elbowed the blond vampire's side.  She gestured with her eyes
towards Faith and Wesley.  "Well there's a match made in Sunnyhell",
she whispered wryly.

Spike smirked, lowering his mouth to his witch's soft lips.  "So are
we luv, so are we."

~~~~

Wesley pushed his glasses up to their proper place on his nose.
After a few glasses of wine with dinner, the ex-watcher had loosened
up immensely.  He was thoroughly enjoying himself.

"The office hasn't been the same without you Faith", he said.

Faith tossed her long, dark hair over her shoulder and smiled.  The
woman crossed her legs and noticed that Wesley had observed the move
with closely.  Her smile widened.  "Miss me?", she asked huskily,
crossing her legs again and leaning closer.

"Actually yes.  Quite a lot", Wesley admitted, eyes wide.

"Good. I was hoping you would because I missed you too", Faith
responded staring at the elegant man's mouth.

Suddenly, Faith's mouth was tantalizingly close to Wesley's own.  The
dark haired man bit back a groan, sure that her lips would taste like
strawberries.

Faith's dark eyes smoldered.  "The man was going to be hers, that was
all there was to it", the dark Slayer thought.  It had taken Willow a
year to convince Faith she deserved happiness.  That Wesley wasn't
out of her league.  Now that she was making strides towards her own
redemption, she felt, finally that her red-haired friend was right.

"Wesley, I...", Faith began, licking her lips.

Wesley's eyes widened when Faith moistened her lips with her pink
tongue.  Usually, the serious man was not an advocate of public
displays of affection, but this was too much for him to resist.
Moving forward, Wesley put a stop to the raven haired Slayer's words
with a tender kiss.

Faith sighed happily into Wesley's mouth.  The passion, tenderness
and need in the kiss, making her toes curl.

Cheers and the tinkling of silverware against glass broke out at the
table.  Sheepishly, a flustered ex-watcher ended the kiss.

Although he appeared embarrassed, Wesley's eyes promised Faith more.
She knew this wasn't over.  It was her turn to blush.

Giles shook his head in wonderment, and then turned to look at his
own Slayer.  Buffy was smiling widely.

Willow and Angel looked on in approval, both glad their friends had
finally found one another.

~9~

The night had been filled with good friend, wonderful food,
conversation and laughter.  "It seemed they all had a lot to be
thankful for", Angel thought.

He turned slightly to watch the beautiful woman at his side.
Willow's breathing was rhythmic and deep, her eyelids fluttering in
sleep.

The sheet was tucked under her arm, and Angel was sorry for all the
lovely porcelain skin it hid from his gaze.

Slowly, his hand trailed down Willow's cheek and the column of her
throat.  God, he loved her.  He sighed in contentment, and let his
mind drift.  He thought back on the rest of the night.

~~~~

Faith and Wesley had been the first to leave.  Everyone had grinned
and waved the two off.  The ex-watcher's arm was around Faith's
shoulders, while the Slayer's head rested on Wesley's.  They looked
good together.  His two friends appeared blissfully happy and Angel
was glad.

Cordelia and Gunn had begged off next.  The pregnant brunette was
exhausted.  Angel gave the couple the keys to the apartment he still
owned and maintained in Sunnydale near the Bronze.

Slowly, all the friends took their leave.  Angel smiled fondly
remembering Spike and Tara.  His blond grand childe was so in love,
and had become so much more than his demon.  Angel was proud of him.

Everyone's departure left the dark haired vampire and his witch alone
with Buffy and Giles.

Buffy had smiled and hugged them.  "I'm so happy for you two."

"Thank you Buffy", Willow replied, looking deeply into her friend's
hazel eyes.

Angel had simply smiled.  In the quiet left from everybody's
departure, he had found an unexpected sound.  The golden haired
Slayer had two heartbeats.  One was very faint.  Buffy was pregnant.

Angel hugged the petite woman and whispered 'congratulations' in her
ear.  Her confused expression, told him she didn't know what he was
talking about.  He knew that Buffy would, soon enough.

Giles studied the scene before him in quiet amazement.  If anyone had
attempted to tell him five years ago, that this was the way his life
was going to end up, he would have laughed in their face.

"Take care of Willow, Angel", the blue eyed watcher
requested.  "She's the closest person I've ever had to a daughter."

"I will Rupert, count on it", the dark vampire replied.

"Thank you Giles", Willow replied, "you were always more a father to
me than my own blood.  I love you too".

Smiling, the cyber witch made her way outside with Angel in tow.

~~~~

The ensouled vampire continued to watch his flame haired girlfriend.
Quiet moments like this made his undead heart constrict with
happiness.

He didn't want this to end.  He wanted Willow with him always.  The
fact that they lived and worked far from each other was slowly
driving Angel insane.

Angel watched as Willow shifted in her sleep.  The dark haired
vampire could tell she was coming to wakefulness, her breathing had
changed.

Emerald eyes blinked.  "Angel", Willow murmured cuddling closer to
the cool body of her lover.

Willow's hot flesh against his skin, made Angel groan.  "God, he
could never get enough of her", Angel thought.  The vampire knew he
never would either.

"Willow, I have a question to ask you."

"Ask away", the redhead replied.

"Would you consider moving to L.A., or would you rather I moved down
here?", Angel asked quietly.

Willow blinked, suddenly fully awake.  "What are you asking me,
Angel?"

"I miss you terribly when you're not with me Willow.  I want to be
with you always.  I want to wake up next to you everyday", the
handsome vampire continued, his thumb tracing small circles on the
skin on the back of Willow's hand.

The red witch gasped and threw her arms around the vampire.  "Oh
Goddess, I feel exactly the same way."  Smiling, Willow leaned
forward and kissed her vampire passionately.

"I'll come with you, I think its time for me to make a life change
anyways.  I've been in Sunnydale my entire life you know."  Excitedly
Willow continued to babble.  "Plus, my business is easy to move, I do
everything on computers, so no problem.  And Faith's my only real
employee, she provides security whenever I have to go on an onsite
job.  I mean, I never realized how many companies are run by complete
freaks.  There was this one time when...".  Willow shook her
head, "Well that's not important now, but I bet she'll be so happy to
be near to Wesley too.  This will be so great--"

"Uhh, Willow", Angel interrupted.

"Huh, oh yeah", realizing she'd been talking for a full five minutes
the slender witch blushed.

Angel smiled and kissed the tip of his witch's nose.  "I love it when
you babble Sweetling."  Moving slightly, Angel pulled Willow's lithe,
feminine body over his own larger one.

"Are you sure you want to come to L.A.?  I could easily move
here", Angel offered.

Willow shook her head.  "I can't let you leave your new family
Angel.  You just got them.  You're finally not alone after so long,
and besides I love them all too.  Buffy, Giles, Xander and Dawn will
understand.  Plus they have Spike and Tara helping them.  And I can
still visit."

"I love you Willow Ann Rosenburg, you've make me so happy."  Angel's
dark chocolate eyes glittered.

"As happy as you've made me", Willow said slowly rubbing the length
of her body over her Angel's.

Angel grinned wolfishly, his hands traveling over Willow's petal soft
skin.  His body hardened instantly, as her arousal became evident to
his heightened sense of smell.

"Again, Little One?  Don't you get tired?", the dark haired vampire
teased.

"No, do you Old Man?", Willow replied innocently.

Growling slightly, Angel flipped his girlfriend over, entering her
with one expert thrust.  "Not likely", he groaned.

Willow moaned in ecstasy.

"Oh Goddess, this had just been the best Thanksgiving ever", the
wiccan thought, before her mind shut down completely with pleasure.

The End.

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