AUFIC:Wand-e-Ring (An Inbhir Nis Tale)

[Lucy Moore]

It's been absolutely ages since I posted anything under my 'proper' name...Anyway,here goes...

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DISCLAIMER:BtVS characters belong to the owners of the TVshow-we only borrowed them to play with.

TITLE:Wand-e-Ring.(An Inbhir Nis Tale).

AUTHOR:Lucy Moore.

FEEDBACK:Yes please...The more the merrier;let me know what you think.

SPOILERS:N-O...Takes place in our own little Universe.

PAIRING:Willow/Tara (of course!).

RATING:NC-17(better safe than sorry).Please respect the conventions behind such ratings...They are there for a reason.

SUMMARY:Well,it starts here,and has to get to there...Basically,Willow and Tara go on vacation and just happen to choose Inbhir Nis.(Destiny or Fate?).



Wand-e-Ring. (Part 1)



Even before Willow opened her eyes she was stretching her cramped limbs;the cotton denims molding to her thighs and defining the muscles as they flexed.Her moves caused her to slide forwards in the seat;the polo-neck T-shirt she was wearing for the flight rucked up in the back,and,as she raised her arms over her head the movement caused the front to rise as well.The expanse of lightly tanned skin was too tempting for Tara to ignore and her left hand moved quickly from the armrest to tickle Willow's belly.



A startled "Yeow!" was quickly followed by a giggle as Willow curled round Tara's hand in an attempt to protect herself from the sneaky attack.No chance...Willow squirmed...



As,finally,Tara relented,she removed her fingers and sat back in her seat;a small smile gracing her lips.



Willow was in no way fooled by the innocent expression;she knew Tara of old. "That was bad! I wasn't prepared."



Tara quirked an eyebrow at Willow,"Willow,that's the whole point of a tickle attack.You're not meant to be prepared." As she gazed at her love,Willow tucked her chin to look at Tara through her eyelashes,her bottom lip moving forward in a pout."Suck it back in Willow Rosenberg,or I'll just have to bite it!" Moving forward slowly,Tara kept her gaze on Willow,watching the green of her eyes darken just before they closed;and her lips met Willow's.



The softness was exquisite to her senses;familiar,yet completely new every time.As the lips parted,she felt the tip of Willow's tongue and she was sucked deeper into the kiss...



Her chest heaving;aching for the touch of Willow's hands,Tara had to move back to catch her breath.Willow's lips moved in a contented smile and she opened her eyes to gaze at Tara again;Tara could only move to kiss her once more,and they were only driven apart by a soft tone preceding the Captain's voice as it came over the tannoy...



"Good morning,Ladies and Gentlemen.This is your Captain speaking.We shall soon be landing at Dalcross International Airport.Can you please make sure that all hand luggage is secured in the overhead compartments and that seats are in the upright positions.The 'Fasten Seat-belts' sign will soon be lit and we hope that you have enjoyed your journey.Local time is set at 08:35hours and the weather is described as mild;the temperature is expected to peak at a cool 19degrees centigrade.Thank-you for flying Budgie Airlines."



Watching Tara move back reluctantly,Willow was in no way surprised when she changed her mind and darted forwards to snatch another quick kiss.Savoring the moment,they reluctantly parted once more to straighten their seats and generally sort themselves out.



Settled once more,Willow said,apropos of nothing,"My butt is numb.Those medieval torturers' with their racks and red-hot pokers had nothing on airline seats.Just think what they could have found out with one of these way back then." When there was no response,Willow turned to look at Tara;to see her lips held tightly closed as she tried to hold in a laugh;her eyes all a-twinkle with barely suppressed mirth.



Tara couldn't help it;she was going to burst,"Are you sure it had nothing to do with the ice-cube I was using on you?" She laughed outright as she watched the blush move up Willow's neck to set her cheeks aflame.



"My dream! How did you know?" As she thought about it for a moment,"Oh,no! Tell me I wasn't talking in my sleep again! Please?"



"Sorry,sweetie.With instructions and sound effects as well."



Willow lowered her face into her hands and shook her head in embarrassment.There were no other occupants of FirstClass,but she still had to ask;her voice muffled,"Nobody else heard,did they?" Again,when there was no reply,she looked sideways at her girlfriend."Tara?"



"Erm,one of the stewardesses was passing by at a particularly vocal moment...It's okay baby,I don't think she actually heard what you said."



"Why didn't you wake me?"



"I didn't want to spoil it...It seemed,er...Nice?" She smiled.



Willow slapped Tara's arm with the back of her hand."Ooh,I owe you one Ms Maclay! Just you wait."



"Sorry Willow,but I really didn't want to wake you.I know you don't like long flights and you really seemed to be enjoying yourself." She gave Willow their special look;the look they'd developed at the beginning of their physical intimacy;the one that said 'Let's find somewhere,now!' In a low sultry voice she continued,"There were some good ideas in there.Perhaps we can re-enact them later?"



Willow smiled."I think you'll have to work pretty hard to live up to my dream.Are you willing to put in the effort required?"



Tara gave Willow an arch look."You'd be surprised just what I'm prepared to do Willow Rosenberg."



"We'll see,Tara Maclay.We'll see."



**



The plane landed with barely a bump,the window beside Willow's seat giving them both a fine view of the Moray Firth as they rolled down the runway which had been built parallel to the shoreline.



"The guidebook says there are Dolphins out there;the most northerly Pod in European waters.Maybe we can take one of the boat-tours to see them.What do you think Tara?"



Tara,her hand on Willow's shoulder as she gazed past her at the gray waters,replied quietly,almost to herself,"Yes.There's so much to see and do.I'm looking forward to this;we really needed a break from Sunnydale."



Even though she'd covered them with a little makeup,Willow knew that the dark smudges under Tara's eyes were still there;she was determined that her girl was going to have a stress-free time with this holiday.Turning,she briefly caressed a soft cheek before clasping Tara's hand in her lap,their fingers entwined as they waited for the plane to reach the terminal.



**



Carrying their hand luggage both girls made their way to the exit,glad that they were in First-class;they got to be one of the first off the plane.At the door,Willow was sure that the stewardess winked at her as she changed her usual spiel for them,"Have fun girls."



As they walked down the tunnel towards 'Arrivals',Willow turned to Tara."Was she the one who...?"



"Yep."



Coming out onto the concourse proper and laying her arm across Tara's shoulders,Willow maneuvered them both over to the luggage carrousel she'd spotted."Two seconds in a new country and already I have a reputation." She kissed Tara on the cheek,leaning into her side as she felt an arm snake around her waist.



As they waited for their luggage to appear,Willow was totally aware of the woman standing beside her...The way the early morning sunlight streaming in the windows of the large airy concourse was catching highlights in Tara's hair;the smell of her shampoo;the scent of the body lotion she'd used;the taste of her that still lingered on her lips...Tara was wearing a blue calf-length dress in a floaty cotton seersucker that she loved;the cross-over back bodice and skirt looking absolutely gorgeous on her.The strappy sandals she'd slipped back on before leaving the plane left her beautiful toes exposed and Willow was deep into a new fantasy when she felt a gentle pat on her behind.Raising her eyes from where they had strayed,she returned Tara's look;seeing her own want and need reflected back at her.



"Sweetie,the luggage?"



"Oh! Yes,okay." She turned to see their luggage moving round towards them;the Rainbow stickers she had stuck to both sides making them stand out from everone else's.Snagging all three pieces,they dropped the little wheels,and,extending the towing handles moved towards the Customs desk.



As they approached the counter,a tall woman came through a hinged door at the side nearest the wall along which a series of murals had been painted.Tara had been glancing at them,taking in the scenes of what was obviously the airport through the last century;everything from an early bi-plane right up to the present day with an artist's impression of a streamlined sub-orbital turning onto approach,and so she was the first to see the woman was heading towards them with a sense of purpose.



"Ms Rosenberg? Ms Maclay?"



Willow turned to meet her,moving slightly in front of Tara.The woman was tall;she would have been a good head and shoulders above Buffy,but there was no attempt to slouch like many women who had sprouted suddenly in their teenage years.This was a woman who was comfortable in her own skin,but Willow could tell that she wasn't above using her height to intimidate if the occasion warranted.Her raven-blue hair had been pulled back in a simple ponytail;her sharply defined cheekbones and olive-toned skin displaying a classical beauty that many models would have killed for.Her jeans were loose and comfortable;the pale blue shirt she was wearing a match for her eyes.As she returned Willow's inspection calmly,Willow felt her hackles rise;something in the woman's demeanour just screamed DANGER!.Willow tensed automatically;all her senses on alert."Yes?"



"My name is Helen Scott,would you come with me please?" She held out an ID wallet,and both girls took in the holographic card of a woman wearing a blindfold;which then shimmered into a representation of a bloody sword being held in the hands of the woman standing before them.The plain shield,on the opposite side of the wallet;a small silver star situated at the honor point,had the words 'Ministry of Justice' and the motto 'fiat justitia,ruat caelum' engraved above and below the star.



Not seeing that they had much choice,considering what the woman represented,Willow and Tara followed along...



Making their way through the hinged door in the counter,they exchanged apprehensive glances.



*****



End of Part 1.

fiat justitia,ruat caelum

[Washi]

Okay, I wanna know what happens next. Please, update soon! Please!

[willntlover]

uh-oh sounds like someone is up to something bad. Cool fic, more soon?



-Will

"I think finding her soulmate would have made Tara a more confident and secure person" -Amber Benson

[xita]

I like the playfulness on the plane, very w/t. I am intrigued by this woman, poor w/t can't have a normal vacation

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Only 50 cents

[Grimlock72]

I assume 'Inbhir Nis' is supposed to mean something to me ? 'cos I can't for the life of me recall reading about it before. I suppose that will be explained in the story eventually, no need to rush.



Since this is an AU it's difficult to guess exactly why the (appearant) police woman would want to speak to our girls. Why does Tara need a vacation, why does she look so tired ??



I can't think of a reason why any official person would pick up our girls *before* customs. I they were wanted, for whatever stupid reason, customs would handle that... which brings us to the question; from what type of policy-branch is the woman and what does she want ?



Just have her go vampy, stake her and have a nice holliday... probably to simple right ??



Grimmy

"You hurt Tara," Willow said too calmly. "The last one who tried that was a god. I made her regret it." -- Unexpected Consequences by Lisa of Nine

[saphire tear]

Inbhir Nis is a really pretty place in Scotland.

And I love love love this fic already!

[barnabasvamp]

Great start! I like the story you are developing.



Of course, right away there is someone who makes them feel uncomfortable. Damn demons are everywhere!



Look forward to seeing where you take us with this.

BV

"When choosing between two evils, I always like to take the one I've never tried before"-Mae West

[Stroke of Luck]

Whoo what a great start



It was too cute when Willow talked in her sleep.



Hope our girls aer safe!



Next update soon? Want to more



CU

SoL/Natti



Man sieht nur mit dem Herzen gut, das Wesentliche ist für die Augen unsichtbar - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

[Lucy Moore]

Wow...I knew a few people might actually glance at my little piece,but I come back to find that feedback has actually been posted - from all over the world no less! (Tho' where is/are the Beaches of N.C.?).Thankyouthankyouthankyou...



Washi:You want to know what happens next? Well,I'll tell you...(In a little bit).



willntlover:Someone is up to something bad? Whatever gave you that idea? I'm so glad you think my Fic is cool...



xita:Thank you for this,that and everything...



Intrigued by this woman? Sorry,but I can't say at present why she's here...



Willow and Tara were going to have a normal vacation,but then some other characters appeared and insisted that they had a part to play.



Grimlock72:Grimmy...Inbhir Nis? (Ooops!) It was a really big deal to get the Title right,but I was struggling for a name for the City in this AU...Emily's dad is a 'skianach' and suggested I used the gaelic name of our hometown.So I did.



As long as Helen tells me,I should be able to supply answers to your queries...As for having her just be a Vampyr? No way!



saphire tear:A really pretty place in Scotland? I suppose it takes an outsider to think such things,tho' I must admit that the 'Kessock' bridge does blend into the surrounding countryside when seen approaching from the east on the A96 (I think it won an environmental award!),and the City itself does look kind of nice spread out before you when coming down from the mountains to the south via the A9...Have you been here?



Love love love? Already? Now you're scaring me...



barnabasvamp:BV...I'm so glad that you like the way things have started...That you might even continue to read...



Uncomfortable? Cautious maybe...Have I actually mentioned Daemons yet? ( HeeHee)



Stroke of Luck:Thanks Natti...Glad you're enjoying the ride so far...As for Willow and Tara,I don't think I'm giving anything away when I say that the 'Pens' is the place where they live happily everafter.(Yay!).



Thanx to you all...



Lucy

fiat justitia,ruat caelum

[Lucy Moore]

Please see the 'Top' for all Disclaimers etc.



Wand-e-Ring. (Part 2)



Helen Scott led Willow and Tara over to a door with the words 'Authorised Personnel Only' displayed on a brass plate.Entering a series of numbers into a keypad at the side of the door,she waited till a green light came on and a solid 'clunk' came from the door itself before turning the handle and pushing it open.Holding the door,she waited for Willow and Tara to come through with their luggage."This way please," she said before starting down a corridor which ran along parallel to the Customs desk in the main concourse.



The door shutting with an ominous finality behind them,Willow balked."Could you explain please?" When the woman turned to see them both still standing at the closed door,Willow continued,"What's going on? Is there some problem?"



Tara was almost sure the woman was going to raise her arms in exasperation,but instead,she moved back to where they were waiting."No,no problem.This is just the quickest way back to the office I use at the airport.We've been asked to extend you certain privileges and I just want to get the paperwork done myself." She turned and moved off again;clearly expecting them to follow her this time.



Willow and Tara exchanged a look and moved after her;the wheels on their luggage setting off a squeaky echo which ran up and down the bare walls.



Coming to the end of the corridor,they had to pause again as another series of numbers were entered into a keypad.This time the sound of the door opening was more muted and they entered into a more welcoming area.The floor was carpeted;prints set at even intervals along the palely painted walls and they could even see a potted plant standing sentry down at a cross-corridor.



Making her way to an office opposite,Helen Scott used a key taken from her keychain to open this door.Inviting them in,she indicated a sofa placed against the left-hand wall.A glass-topped square table placed before the couch held cups and saucers in a fine bone china;a small bowl holding little squares of sugar,and there was a selection of cookies on a plate.A large wooden desk was across one corner of the room,the top bare;a comfortable looking chair waiting behind it.The only other piece of furniture was a coat stand by the door;a jacket hanging.The carpet on the floor was the same as that outside the office;the walls painted with the same pale green color.The blinds on the window opposite the door were drawn;the only light being provided by a fluorescent tube hanging down from the ceiling.



"Would you like some coffee? This will only take a few minutes,and then I can get you into town."



Willow was still wary;Tara could feel the tension when she took her hand after sitting down;so she answered for them both."No,thank-you.I think we would like an explanation.Please?"



"Okay,okay.Well,like I said,we've been asked to extend you certain privileges..."



Willow raised her hand."Wait...Who's we,and who asked?"



"You're a feisty one aren't you.That'll stand you in good stead someday." Her voice turned a little colder,"Makes no difference to me though." She raised an eyebrow;waiting to see if anyone would interrupt her again.When Tara nodded,she continued;her voice back to the normal contralto they'd become used to,"The 'we' is my wife and I.As to who asked,I'm not at liberty to say at the moment.Happy?"



Before Willow could answer the challenge inherent in her question,Tara spoke up again,her own nervousness catching up with her for a moment."Y-Your wife?"



"Wendy Martin" She waited a beat,and,as Tara's eyes widened in recognition of the name,"Yes,that one."



"Oh."



Willow,still poised at the edge of the couch,turned to her and Tara squeezed her hand;the 'later' implicit in the gesture.A little of the tension left her body as Tara reassured her that some things were a little clearer.



Helen Scott smiled at the two young girls sitting in her office.She reviewed in her mind again the two dossiers she had read that morning;Wendy removing them from the old-fashioned safe hidden in their walk-in closet;comparing the contents with the reality before her...



The information on Tara Maclay had been scant;Date of Birth.Education etc,etc...There had been nothing much about her early life,apart from one startling entry...Then...She'd moved to Sunnydale to attend a middle-league college and met a certain feisty redhead,who,even though she was more relaxed,was still holding herself ready for anything;whatever was required to defend the blonde at her side...



Ah,yes.Willow Rosenberg.Her file had been nearly an inch thick;not so much with her academic achievements;impressive as they were,but with information on her abilities with magic.On her rapid advancement to Sourceress;all in the few short years since a Slayer came to her hometown and introduced her to the Real World.



Giving herself a mental shake,Helen held her hand out to the two young women,"Could I have your passports please." Moving behind her own desk,she unlocked the top drawer on the right and removed a small iron chop from a lacquered wooden box.Inking the embossed sigil,she carefully pressed it onto a fresh page in each passport,initialled each stamp,and,taking an envelope from the same drawer,moved back round to the front of the desk.



Handing both girls their passports,she leaned back against the front of her desk,the pose casual again;as if nothing had happened.Putting her hand into the envelope,she withdrew two small rectangular plastic cards."Please keep these with you at all times during your stay.They will get you out of any difficulties you may get into with the City Watch.In fact,they could be said to offer you Diplomatic Immunity for any actions you are forced to carry out for your own safety.I trust you will not abuse the privilege...Ms Rosenberg?"



"Yes.I mean no,of course not!"



She handed both cards over.As the girls examined them,she continued,"Good.Now that the formalities are over,time for something much more pleasant..."



She reached into the envelope again and withdrew two 6by4 Invitation Cards;the lettering embossed gold."These are for a special preview of the newly discovered 'Tiziano Vecellio' before it is placed on general view for the public.It takes place in the Athenaeum tomorrow evening at 8:00pm.Dress is smart but casual.We hope you will both attend?"



Tara was overwhelmed...To have a chance to see Titian's lost painting,'The Erinyes'.She swallowed,her voice quiet when she said,"Thank-you." She turned to Willow."Willow..?"



"Of course,baby." She looked at Helen Scott,trying to decide about this woman;there was still something distinctly...unsettling about her.But,she had done something for Tara,and that gave her a plus in Willow's book."We'd love to."



Helen smiled at her."Good.C'mon then,I'll take you into town now." Replacing the box and chop back in the desk she locked the drawer and moved to collect her jacket.As she removed it from the stand,Willow and Tara were both shocked back to reality as they got a look at the weapon and harness which had been hidden beneath it;the carmine color of the grip signifying an ability to discharge a lethal blast at up to 40metres...



As they exchanged troubled glances once more,Helen Scott quickly donned the harness;the cut of the jacket effectively hiding the bulge under her left arm as she led them out of the office.



**



Leaving the Terminal;tugging their luggage after them,they followed along as they were led towards a customised SUV waiting patiently in an official parking space.



The sun now high enough to narrow the shadow from the buildings behind them,the vehicle was lying in the full glare of the sun;the metallic-gold color of the paint making it difficult to look at as it relected the light back in a bright haze.That same haze made the lightly tinted windows seem black.



Helping the girls load their luggage into the rear of the vehicle,Helen reached over their heads,and,displaying a casual strength,lowered the rear door easily.Moving behind the wheel she waited for them to climb into the rear...



Helping her girlfriend with a sly hand on her butt,Willow studiously ignored Tara's look as she clambered in after her."Shouldn't they provide these things with mounting blocks? They're as high off the ground as horses."



With a *cough* of choked laughter,their driver turned the ignition and reversed out of the parking bay and headed for the main road away from the Airport.The steering column being on the right-hand side of the vehicle,Willow was seated behind her as they headed down the two-lane access road towards the main highway;she flinched the first time a vehicle passed them on the opposite side;seemingly inches away.Noticing this,their companion spoke up."It's okay,the main hazard on these single-carriageway's is coming round a corner and running into a tractor crawling along at 25mph in front of you." She continued,"The real thing you have to remember if you hire a car to go anywhere is to always drive on the left;we lose a few tourists every year when they forget;usually after leaving a junction."



"We'll remember."



"Good.This time of the morning,we shouldn't take more than half-an-hour to get to your hotel.We've upgraded you to the Penthouse suite at the City's expense."



Tara looked at Willow."You didn't have to do that."



Helen glanced at them in the rearview mirror."You're our guests during your stay.Don't argue,it's a done deal."



"O-Okay."



They approached a junction,and Helen Scott eased her foot off the gas;the SUV slowing under it's own weight.At the side of the road a vehicle was pulled up on the verge;a figure standing at ease by the hood.As if the man could see them through the tinted glass,she acknowledged his nod,and,looking both ways,moved across the junction;continuing under the three lanes which were heading east.The access she was on turned to the right and headed up an incline to join the three lanes which made their way west.Checking all around as she moved into the outermost of the three lanes,she swiftly accelerated up to 80mph.Turning on her lights and setting them on high-beam,she flicked a switch on the dash;an indicator coming on to indicate that the light-bar set in the front grill was operating.Vehicles in front,seeing the glowing gold behemoth behind them;lights shining in their mirrors,moved swiftly out of the way before they could be shunted aside.



Both girls,held firmly within the protection of their seatbelts,settled back into the soft leather of the seat;their fingers entwined.



*****



End of Part 2.

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fiat justitia,ruat caelum

[xita]

uh-oh this whole immunity thing and the city is paying for your suite , sounds like w/t are going to be needed for something BIG! Still it's nice to see them get a 1st class holiday, well till things start to go down. Thanks for the update!

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Only 50 cents

[Lucy Moore]

xita:No.Thank you! A little fanning of the flame is always welcome! Anyway...



Willow and Tara needed for something big? Maybe. (HeeHee).

[Lucy Moore]

Please see the 'Top' for all Disclaimers etc.



Wand-e-Ring. (Part 3)



The highway continued on through arable land on either side;the freshly turned earth mute testimony to the seasonal cycle of ploughing,planting and harvest;a portion of their produce to the City offset some of their taxes,and the local farms took full advantage of the concessions allowed.



The only signs of habitation they had seen so far;the occasional farmhouse,were set well back from the highway,but now,as they moved up a steep incline and over the brow of a hill,they would have been presented with vast expanse of the City as it spread itself throughout the river valley below...



"Fog?" Willow asked in disappointment.All they could see before them was a vast expanse of light gray cloud filling the valley;its' edges lapping against the tree-clad hills on both sides.There were a few high buildings visible as they poked their heads above the surface;a gentle breeze roiling the gray of the mist as if it were water;further enhancing the illusion.Away to their left,they could see the flashing red lights at the top of the towers of a suspension bridge;over towards the sea.



"No...We call this Harr.The river below is still mostly meltwater from the mountains to the south.If there's a cloudless night,and no wind,it manages to lower the ambient temperature to the dew point;that's sufficient to cause this mist.It'll disappear within an hour when the Sun rises above the hills behind us.



"Oh.Good." As the girls looked around,the SUV made it's way down the highway towards the City below.They could see that the mist was not that thick as they progressed down into it and that they could actually see for about a hundred yards all around;the photo-sensitive switches on the street lamps had not yet switched them off and each was surrounded by a yellow halo which seemed kind of surreal.



Maneuvering the heavy SUV through the early morning traffic,Helen switched off the light-bar in the grill and changed the headlights to a dipped setting.Making her way down a slip-road off the highway,she stopped at a roundabout and took the second-left.



Now moving at a more cautious pace they travelled along a two-lane road for another 10minutes;both girls absorbing what they could see between the mature trees which lined their route...



On their right,down a shallow embankment on the other side of the trees,a swiftly flowing river;the one mentioned by Helen,travelled on its way to the mouth of the wide valley behind them,where it emptied into the waters of the Firth;the new meltwater changing the color of the ocean slightly as it mingled and was eventually absorbed...



On their left as they travelled,the land beyond the evenly spaced trees had been given over to a small park with more managed woodland;the whole criss-crossed with pathways along which people were walking;wrapped up against the early morning chill.



As they entered the City proper;driving under the arch of the EastGate and through the old defensive walls which had been left in place for about a block on either side,their progress was further slowed by the increased traffic as they got caught up in people who were driving to work;making their way to one of the two multi-storey carparks within the business district.



Their Hotel,when Helen pulled up in front of the entrance,seemed to welcome them with open arms.Built round three sides of a square,both wings rose to a height of six storeys,whilst the central block rose to a full ten storeys.The discreet entrance,situated in the middle of the central block was flanked by two columns in the Doric style;the entablature supported across the entrance setting out the name in carved stone.



Liveried staff appeared as if by magic and waited patiently for everybody to dismount from the SUV.As soon as Helen opened the rear door the girls' luggage was unloaded and carried into the interior.Helen,locking her vehicle with the Key-Remote,followed the two girls as they made their way inside;curiously moved by the fact that they held hands,fingers entwined,the whole time.



*



The exclusive lift up to the Penthouse suite was large enough to accomodate everone with ease;Willow,Tara,Helen,the Hotel Manager and the bellhop with their luggage all had sufficient room to maintain their own personal space and the only sound was the slight hum of their swift passage up to the 10th floor.



The lift doors opening directly into a short corridor giving access to their rooms;the Manager placed one of their keycards in the lock on the door of their room,holding it open for Willow and Tara to make their way into the suite...



The main room was big,with a large window on their left;in which the Sun was now streaming as it rose over the rim of the valley opposite.The light was shining off bright surfaces throughout the room,and they had to squint their eyes half closed to avoid being even slightly blinded.



With a 'tsk',the Manager moved over and touched a control at the side of the window,and everyone relaxed in relief as the tint moved over the glass;the glare reduced considerably and their eyes recovering quite quickly.



With a last look round to satisfy himself that everything was as it should be,the Manager handed Willow and Tara their Keycards and motioned the bellhop back out of the room before either girl could move to give a tip.



Helen held back for a moment,looking at both girls again."You know how to get in touch if there's any problem.We'll send a car for you tomorrow evening,but in the meantime enjoy your stay." With one final nod she left them alone.



**



Willow looked at Tara for just a moment,before moving swiftly to cover the distance between them;meeting her halfway as she made her own journey.As she felt her arms slip around her waist,she released a small sigh even as she tightened her own hold.



Melded together,both girls held the pose for a long moment as they reaffirmed the memory stored deep within their Soul...



They would have liked to stay like that for longer,but a long low 'rrrrumble' interrupted them even as they began to sway gently from side to side.Tara moved back,her fingers trailing along Willow's waist until they dropped reluctantly away."The tummy monster awakens?,"she asked quietly,with a little lop-sided smile.



"Hey! Only because I couldn't stand the thought of Airline food." Willow moved in for a little kiss;reconnecting with Tara again,before moving back once more."C'mon,let's unpack the essentials and go explore a little.I want to find out what Giles finds so great about 'Pub Grub'..."



They had moved into their bedroom and Willow was placing some of their clothes in a walk-in closet;Tara going through to the en-suite facilities to put away some toiletries,when she heard her call softly.Moving out of the closet she saw Tara standing at the bathroom door,her back to Willow as she looked into the room before her."Is something wrong?"



Tara looked over her shoulder at Willow."We have a swimming pool in our Hotel room."



Moving up behind her,Willow placed her arms around her waist,leaning her chin on Tara's shoulder.Moving her fingers gently over Tara's stomach,she looked into the room...



The walls of the bathroom were covered in a light-blue tile;the occasional one containing a little yellow flower.The shower area to the left;the same side as the sink etc. was enclosed in glass bricks on two sides;all the way up to the ceiling.That wasn't what caused both girls to gaze in awe...The bath,on the right of the room was a good six feet wide and,maybe,nine or ten feet long;sunken into the floor,it was at least two feet deep as well.



"Wow..."



"I think that pretty much covers it."



Looking at each other,nearly identical expressions moved over their features."Later," they agreed with a firm nod...



Making sure they had enough money,along with their keycards and the Diplomatic passes that Helen had given them,Willow and Tara waited for the lift to come back up from the ground floor.As they stepped inside,Willow asked,"Who's Wendy Martin?"



***



Helen left the SUV parked in the courtyard as she made her way through the front entrance of their home.Making her way along the corridor towards the rear,she stopped for a moment to call out,"Honey,I'm home!" Smiling,she walked into the large kitchen;the lights coming on automatically,moved over to the coffee machine and switched it on.Going to one of the cabinets on the wall and getting Wendy's favorite mug out,she collected a glass for herself,and went over to the tall fridge which stood against the wall next to the rear entrance.Removing a 2 litre plastic container of orange-juice she poured herself a generous gulp,sitting at the central island and sipping slowly.



She could never take coffee before midday,but Wendy practically existed on the stuff,given the odd hours she had to work sometimes.



Wendy came into the kitchen,a mock scowl on her face."You just love to say that when you come in,don't ya? What if I'd been in a meeting?"



Helen was unrepentant."They'd have known your wife was home,and the meeting was over."



The percolator switched itself off as Wendy moved over to Helen,putting her arms around her neck,moving in for a kiss."Mmm,orangey,I like." Squeezing tightly for a moment,she shook Helen's head and moved back;collecting her mug and poured the hot liquid.Adding a little cream and two small spoons of sugar she sat down opposite Helen."Well?"



"Hmm?"



"Grrr! What are they like?"



Helen waved a finger in front of Wendy,easily dodging the attempt to grab it."Ah,ah.You have to make up your own mind.No external influences,you said.You were quite specific about that."



"Beast!"



Helen just smiled,and stuck her tongue out.



***



Willow stood up,and,stepping out of the water,reached for the large fluffy bathsheet lying over the warming bar;wrapping the soft fabric around her body and holding the ends in both hands before her face as she inhaled the scent of the Sunlight absorbed during the drying process.



Tara stood as well,and,in a sultry voice,spoke to her lover,"Dry me?"



Willow turning back to Tara,felt her mouth go dry,as she took in the vision before her...The soap was draining slowly down her body;trails of bubbles slowly descending under the influence of gravity,but still clinging in little hollows and creases that drew atention to themselves...The rush of feelings that swept through her at that moment;at the smile that played along those lips... She could do nothing but stand and stare for a moment...



"O-Of course.C'mere." And she held the towel open for Tara to join her within it's folds.



**



Tara was lying face down on the comforter of their bed,her head turned towards her left shoulder;her almost dry hair lying down her back on top of the T-shirt she wore for sleeping.Willow,who was in her own pj's was kneeling at her left side;a small ceramic jar held in her hand."You ready,baby?" She could see the tears already shimmering in Tara's eyes;her hands clutching the comforter;the check design in shades of fuchsia and orange highlighting her pale skin.At the tremulous smile and nod of her head,Willow dipped her finger into the cream contained within the jar and hovered over Tara's hip for a moment,before starting to rub the smooth compound along the scar.She did this as quickly as possible,knowing she had only a few moments before the pain would strike;even so,she was not finished before Tara bucked off the cover and tried to move away from Willow's touch."No love,please! Almost finished." She held her own tears in check as Tara whimpered softly;the pain receding even as the potion,targeted specifically against the nature of the wound,was absorbed...



Willow wiped her fingers in a tissue and placed it safe for burning later.Replacing the lid back on the little ceramic container and making sure it was tight enough,she placed the jar away in her luggage;out of sight...



Handing Tara a tissue,she gave her a moment as she dabbed at the moisture in her own eyes,and discreetly blew her nose.Watching Tara pull her boxers' up over her hips,she pulled back the comforter and lay down beside her as they tried to get settled in a strange bed."Okay?",she asked quietly.



Tara smiled gently at Willow."Just glad it's over for another moon."



"Me too." She kissed Tara softly."I love you."



"I love you too,Willow."



Willow lay her head below Tara's breast;her right hand around her waist,and waited for the familiar feel of an arm resting along her back before she closed her eyes and slipped away.



*****

End of Part 3.

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[BFR from Paris]

I'm intrigued... What's with the scar and the pain and the moon? I guess I'll have to read the upcoming updates to find out

[Grimlock72]

Hmm... seems we missed a rather important explanation from Tara there. Surely that wasn't to keep us readers in the dark now was it ?? It is rather strange that Tara seems to recognize at least Wendy's name yet they have less information of her on file. Speaking of which, why do they have such dossiers to begin with ?



I still don't see why either Tara or Willow are going annywhere with Helen at all. I would have taken a cab to town and booked my own hotel for sure. Not to trusting about Helen at the moment. That could be caused by her being direct and not offering much of an explanation what-so-ever... 'Tell me what you want or I'm out of here' is pretty much my response to such people.



Heck, on a reception like that I might consider taking a flight back home. I don't like welcoming comities which I don't know. Must be me I guess .



Grimmy

--

She(Tara) knew that she was Willow too. If she knew that then why hadn't Willow herself? That wasn't fair. She was Willow. she should have known that first. -- Willow in _Sidestep Chronicle_ (part 80)

[Stroke of Luck]

Have I mist something???? You never wrote anything about that scar at Tara´s hip don´t you???



Still curious why they have to follow that woman. Hope you will explain it a really soon.



Hope they don´t have bad things in mind with Willow and Tara



Cu

SoL/Natti



Man sieht nur mit dem Herzen gut, das Wesentliche ist für die Augen unsichtbar - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

[Willster]

Really intriguing...! But wonderful fic.

Can't wait for more.

I'm guessing they're gonna have a good time in that room?

[Lucy Moore]

BFR from Paris:Christine,I saw you were on the board when I updated this little Fic,so thanx for the swift response.It's so cool that you're intrigued and that you might consider reading the updates...All this Kitten needs is just a little encouragement.Thank-you.



Grimlock72:Grimmy,you are very naughty for asking questions I can't answer in feedback,tho' now I know what sort of info you might be looking for in the body of the Fic.



Feedback is the only way I know what actually catches the readers' eye and what issues I have to resolve.



At this moment we know that Wendy likes coffee before noon,and she's spoken,what?,six sentences-so we all know what her voice sounds like.(HeeHee).



Stroke of Luck:Natti,you haven't missed a thing!



Explain it all really soon? Erm,sorry,not right away...



Willster:Willster,it's always great to hear that people can't wait for more,and it's nice to know that you think it's wonderful.



I like the way your mind works! Keep guessing!



General:Kittens are the best! Thank-you one and all for taking time to post some feedback.Without any shadow of a doubt,I can tell you that it's mightily appreciated !!



Lucy.

[pioggia acida]

oh... poor tara... its a good thing she has willow to look after her



i am looking forward to the next part... please

if no-one wants to play with me then i am going to go to my room and play with myself... play by myself, i meant play by myself

Edited by: pioggia acida at: 4/6/03 11:37:34 pm

[barnabasvamp]

Hmm, another update, and yet we still know so little.



I enjoyed your description of their ride to the hotel, you made the scenery seem so real.



Waiting....

BV

"When choosing between two evils, I always like to take the one I've never tried before"-Mae West

[Lucy Moore]

pioggia acida:I totally agree...



It's always good to know that the reader wants more,and who am I to ignore two(!) cute little Emoticons...Thanks for that.



barnabasvamp:BV,if I told you what I know,then you'd know as much as me.I've got to keep something in reserve.



Thanx for saying that I managed to convey something of the journey.(Tho' I must admit that there isn't a three-lane highway when you travel from the east into Inbhir Nis.Sorry,but it is AU after all).



The fact that you're waiting is all the encouragement I sometimes need...



Thanx once more...



Lucy.

Edited by: Lucy Moore at: 4/8/03 10:50:03 am

[pioggia acida]

oh still no update... maybe if i use 3 emoticons this time and one for luck

if no-one wants to play with me then i am going to go to my room and play with myself... play by myself, i meant play by myself

[Lucy Moore]

pioggia acida:Oh,the pressure...Whatever is a Kitten to do?



" 'More after midnight...' " (Tara sings and Willow laughs).



Lucy.

[Lucy Moore]

Please see the 'Top' for all Disclaimers etc.



Wand-e-Ring Part 4.



Just like that,she was awake...



If there had been a dream,it was gone before she realised she was conscious once more;hiding away before anything could even try to hunt it down...



Sometime,whilst they had both been asleep,they had kicked off the comforter,and it was now lying around the post at the foot of the bed on Tara's side.Still snuggled close,they had hardly moved themselves;Willow's right leg was now lying over Tara's knee,her lower leg now positioned between Tara's own;her left hand and arm lying behind her,with her head and upper body nestled between Tara's right arm and chest.Her right arm,still across Tara's belly was clutched round a fold of her T-shirt;it's weight putting additional pressure on her bladder...



Long used to the tangles they could sometimes get into,Tara gently caressed the web where Willow's thumb joined her hand,and,as the fingers relaxed,she gently removed the fold of cotton...That was the easy part...Turning slightly to her right,she first tried to ease out from under Willow's arm,but it tightened automatically,her fingers once more clutching a secure hold.'Okay,' Tara thought,'This calls for drastic measures.' Moving as gently as possible,she used her left hand to lift some of her own hair off her chest and maneuvered it over to softly tickle Willow's right ear.



At first there was no reaction.So she did it again...



This time,Willow's hand came up to brush away whatever her sleeping mind had convinced her was hovering around her head;at the same time her whole body turning over on the bed to now lie on her right side.



Tara,moving fast to avoid the flailing limb,scooched herself back towards the edge;waiting for Willow to settle down once more.Smiling at the rampant bed-hair on the side of Willow's head,she leaned over to place a soft kiss on the her crown,and carefully climbed down off of the high platform.



A quick glance at their little TravelAlarm gave her a time of nearly half past five,which meant she'd managed to get a good nine hours of sleep after they'd gone to bed early last night.Raking her fingers through her hair;scratching her scalp vigorously,she yawned hugely as she headed through to the bathroom.



Partially closing the door to prevent the light disturbing Willow,she pulled the little string hanging down from the ceiling and waited as the tube buzzed and flickered for a moment;the phosphor coating on the inside beginning to fluoresce.As her eyes adjusted to the harsh lighting,she completed her toilet;washing her hands as she contemplated her reflection in the mirror over the sink.



The deep purple,almost black,rings under her eyes had now faded to a light gray;she even felt more...energised? 'I think this is going to work',she thought.Inhaling deeply,there was no soreness as her chest expanded;the scent of soap and air-freshner tickling her nose,which she rubbed briskly with the palm of her hand before she was tempted to sneeze.A little dab of toothpaste on her toothbrush took care of the thickness in her mouth...Face still a little puffy from sleep,she dashed some cold water on her skin;dabbing it dry with the soft towel which had been hung through a silver ring at the side of the sink.



Picking up a brush,she swept a few strokes through her hair,which was fuller and seemed to have more life to it;working out the tangles obtained overnight.Turning,she reached up and switched off the light before opening the door again.



Willow had worked fast...



The main bedroom light had been switched on;the dimmer used to soften the brightness.The comforter was now folded neatly at the foot of the bed;the sheet straightened,and the pillows fluffed...



Willow was still lying in the middle of the bed on her right side;in the recovery position;her right arm lying on the mattress before her,palm exposed and vulnerable;her left arm supporting her weight with her fist pressed into the mattress.Left leg folded over her right;also preventing her from rolling over,her back was presented for Tara's view.



She was naked.



Tara,her mouth suddenly dry again;for a completely different reason this time,was aware of the rest of the room fading from her consciousness;her pupils now dilated and focused solely on the vision before her.Willow might not have Slayer strength,or be able to control a jack-hammer like Xander,but she had a nice body;shoulders just the right width,coming down to a slim waist and curving out to shapely round hips.Her legs,as she flexed her toes and the soles of her feet now,showed finely sculpted muscles in the calf and thigh.Her butt...'Her butt is just perfect',thought Tara.



Smiling,she reached under the hem of her T-shirt and,hooking the thumb and forefingers of her hands into the elastic of her boxers,slid them down over her own hips to fall around her feet.Stepping out of them,she folded her arms and lifted her T-shirt over her head.Gathering her hair into a quick knot at the back of her head,she moved to climb back onto the bed...



Stalking forwards on all fours,she crept slowly towards Willow,whose body was now still;having enticed her prey nearer.Leaning over Willow's hip,she supported herself with her hand as she leant down and placed a kiss in the palm of her open palm.There was no reaction other than the fact that the hand curled slightly to cup her face;the fingers gently caressing her jawline.



Willow was struggling to keep her expression still,her eyes closed;pretending to be asleep.But the combination of Tara's warm breath in her palm,the scrape of her nipples dragging over the skin of her behind was too much and she felt her lips curl in a smile;having to open her eyes to peer through her lashes at the woman now licking the inside of her wrist.



Tara,hearing the hitch in Willow's breathing at her actions,nuzzled her cheek in her palm once more,and looked up at her;catching her verdant eyes as they darkened to a deep forest-green.



"Hi."



"Hi,yourself." Moving back,Tara trailed the fingers of her left hand up and down Willow's thigh,even as her her right hand made it's way up her back to the base of her skull,where it paused;the fingers searching through Willow's hair to find just the right spot.



Willow,feeling Tara's fingers combing through the hair on the back of her head almost whimpered in anticipation,and,as the fingers touched that spot,she released a deep moan from the back of her throat.Arching her spine at the bolt of pure pleasure that shot from her nipples straight through to the deep core of her center,her legs straightened involuntarily;her toes pointed.The sudden thickening in her groin;the heat generated in her lower belly,moved her onto her back;causing her legs to part languidly.



Tara smiled at the reaction her ministrations had evoked.She had hit upon that combination by pure chance;now using it without mercy whenever they made love.She leaned over Willow once more;her left hand supporting her as she lowered down,oh so slowly;their gazes locked until they lost focus and lips brushed gently.Just grazing with the pads of her right hand,she ran her fingers up and down the skin stretched over her ribs;being careful not to invoke a tickle reaction;the smoothness below her fingers encouraging her to extend her explorations to include her abs;drawing a circle round her belly button.



Willow parted her lips as Tara begged entry with her tongue.Sucking;stroking gently,she tasted minty toothpaste;the sudden tartness flooding her mouth with sensations...



As oxygen became an issue,they parted reluctantly;Tara's nipples tracing lines of fire down her chest as she left her gasping for breath;now making their way down her belly;Willow urging her on with her hands on her shoulders.



As she maneuvered herself between Willow's parted thighs,her gaze took in beauty before her...Willow's mons and outer labia were still smooth where Tara had shaved her,the small arrow of copper curls;where she had practised her topiary,pointing the way.The newly unfurled inner lips glistening in the light of the overhead lamp,Tara watched as a little bead of moisture formed...



Lowering her head,she licked it onto the tip of her tongue.As she rose back up,her nose just brushed,oh so casually,against the tip of Willow's clit where it peeked out from under its hood...As Willow's hips bucked;trying to maintain contact,she laughed.



Willow,growling in frustration,raised her head and looked at her askance."What?"



Carolling softly,Tara sang," 'I've tasted the sweat of desiiire...' ."



"Goddess,Tara! That's so..." She paused as a look of devilment crossed her face."Sweet?"



Tara just stuck out her tongue at Willow,moving the tip suggestively as she crooked an eyebrow.



Willow couldn't help it as the expression caused her to break out in laughter.Tugging at Tara's shoulders with her hands,"C'mere?",and as she moved back up,Willow cupped her hands round her face,drawing her close for a gentle kiss once more.



Parting,she shoved her back,with a mock growl in her voice."Get down there and get to it,young lady."



Moving back once more,Tara paused to circle round the smooth areola on each breast;to gently suckle at each turgid nipple;to flicker her tongue over the tip.



As Tara moved down to continue her ministrations,Willow,her spine bowing;her chest heaving,didn't think she could take much more...She couldn't seem to get enough breath;her lungs working hard to draw in even a little oxygen;each exhalation accompanied by a deep 'Uuhn,uuhn.' as she spread herself wide and tried to rub her whole center against Tara as she teased her with her fingers and tongue.



Tara,holding Willow down with her left arm lying over the top of her thigh,was using the two middle fingers of that hand to press down and then pull back on Willow's fully enflamed outer lips;the movement alternatively squeezing and releasing the now fully swollen and erect clit.She hadn't even touched it yet;apart from that initial brush...



Running the tip of her flickering tongue slowly up one side,she would stop short and would move back down;pausing to sip gently at the little pool of moisture gathering there;to inhale the musk of Willow's arousal;to fill her whole being with the scent of their loving...Then she would start up the other side;fully aware that she was driving Willow nuts.



She was waiting...



Willow,her whole body now suffused with heat,her thighs burning with the strain of hard excercise,relaxed for a moment as she paused,placing the soles of both feet into the small of Tara's back;pressing her down into the bed,scrunching her toes to nip at the flesh as it curved up the slope of her butt.



Reaching down with her right hand,she combed her fingers through Tara's hair,undoing the simple knot to allow her tresses to flow free;every single hair seeming to connect with a super-sensitive nerve-ending in her skin;setting off little flashes of light in her mind's eye as a promise of what was to come...



As Willow flopped back down,her hands now moving to caress her own breasts;to manipulate the flesh with increasingly desperate manipulations;her fingers squeezing and pinching her nipples,Tara left off the ministrations of her left hand;laying the arm across the whole of Willow's pelvis,she began to rub the fingers of her right hand up and down the back of the left thigh now perched over her shoulder.As she alternated the pads of her fingers with her round nails,she took one last long lick from bottom to top;right up the middle of Willow's sex...



Sucking gently,she inhaled the full length of Willow's clit;rolling her lips over her teeth,she pinched softly as she began slowly to suck and caress the tumescent bundle of nerves...



For Willow,everything went black;her whole body becoming rigid;the tendons in her inner thighs standing out prominently as she supported her whole weight on her feet;now lying back on the bed on either side of Tara's body,and the back of her head as she bowed...Lifting Tara with superhuman strength as she exploded...



For just a moment,she thought she saw something;but it was gone as soon as it appeared,and then everything went white and she was blind once more...



Tara was smiling as she held on with difficulty,Willow's bucking threatening to dislodge her as she held her with a gentle pressure;her whole being suffused with love at Willow's long drawn out cry..."Taraaaa!"



As Willow subsided,Tara licked her once more;watching the ripples of aftershock move out over her flesh as she rose and moved up,blowing gently on the flushed skin.



Her eyes half-closed,her gaze languid as she watched Tara approach,Willow was aware that her mind was still;untroubled;at peace.Her whole world was filled with this woman:her lover,her friend;her soulmate...There was no artifice as she spoke a fundamental truth,"I love you."



*****

End of Part 4.

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[pioggia acida]

wow... that was more than worth the wait...



your command of language is amazing and it made the whole thing seem so 'OH MY GOD'... (now at a loss for words)



waiting not so patiently for the next part... PLEASE... i will beg again

if no-one wants to play with me then i am going to go to my room and play with myself... play by myself, i meant play by myself

[Stroke of Luck]

OMG



Yay that was fantastic I just want to say: MORE MORE MORE



Hope Willow will gave Tara the same pleasure Hmm I can´t get enough of W/T snuggle, smoochies and sex. yummy



Cu

SoL/Natti



There are two kinds of tears, tears for those who leave you, and tears for those you never let go - Gabrielle/The Quest

[Grimlock72]

Weeelllll..... ... what is left to say ..



I'm glad they still react to each other in this (normal) way. It's obvious they went through some traumatic events. Didn't like to picture Tara with dark rings around her eyes (though Amber looks rather tired these days as well). I'm getting concerned about Tara's overall health, the fact that she noticed she could breath in without trouble or pain is rather unsettling.



I hope they both get lots of time to recover. Lord knows they earned it by now.



And if recovery goes best by having lots of sex, well who am I to argue then ? : -->



Grimmy

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She(Tara) knew that she was Willow too. If she knew that then why hadn't Willow herself? That wasn't fair. She was Willow. she should have known that first. -- Willow in _Sidestep Chronicle_ (part 80)

[Lucy Moore]

pioggia acida:...more than worth the wait...Wow! Thank-you.As I said elseswhere,this was the first time I've tried to write a naughty scene like that ('tho the research was fun!),and I'm just glad that it seems to have gone over not too bad.



Stroke of Luck:Natti,thanx! I can't get enough of the Willow and Tara snuggles or smoochies either.Willow do the same for Tara? Hmm...I should perhaps warn you that the sex will probably continue for a lifetime.



Grimlock72:Grimmy,I think it's okay for me to say that they've taken this vacation from the Hellmouth to recover from events previous.(I hope I'm managing to convey that Tara is getting better physically).



As for getting the time to recover...I think that having to help prevent an apocalypse every Spring would eventually wear down the greatest heroines',and Life will certainly not leave them alone...(Ooh,I am evil!).



Lots of sex is good as well !!



General:I will mention,if the Mods permit,that Tara's wound/scar is mentioned in a previous Fic called "Blood-Bath".I'ts available in the Pens Archives...Or a slightly different version is now posted at/on our WebSite.



I'm in the deep doo-doo.I just happened to mention,totally casual like,that I love my Avatar;being totally mesmerised by her 'I'm quite annoyed!' countenance...I have a lot of sucking up to do!!!



Lucy.

[Lucy Moore]

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Well,guess it was kind of naive to provide a link to our website where someone could find e-mail addy....Thanks for the hate mail - we were only trying to have some fun with the characters.Hope you're happy now.

Edited by: Lucy Moore at: 8/14/03 10:46 am

[maudmac]

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