pHe stripped off his clothing./p

pYou can't really sleep well in a duster./p

pIHe/i could, actually, but there was a certain freedom to nothing between your bits and the world but a flimsy sheet./p

pMaybe a succubus would come by for a bit; he could get behind that action./p

pShe might even pretend to be Buffy, if he asked nicely./p

pSure, she'd probably kill him afterwards, but hell, what else was he… well, not living Ifor/i?/p

pHe remembered being evil./p

pThat had been fun. He should work on that./p

pTorture was the romance of the future./p

pHe wondered if Buffy would agree with that./p

pThis love shit was tougher than he'd thought./p

pHe rolled over./p

pLord Fucking Byron never had to deal with this crap./p