Spring Break

Part Two

Disclaimer: See first chapter.

Posted: September 23, 2004

Reader Reviews:

The Mardog: Cancun? Not exactly...more like Miami, but then I've never been to either...and not too sure about the killing either....

Queen Boadicea: Hey, it's not that bad...it might be hell right now, but it gets better...Would I leave her in a hell like that?

Thank you to Makhala and Out-Of-reality for reviewing! This story is now ahead of most of mine in reviews!

See, was that so bad? You review, I update...the world is a happier place! (I have issues with no reviews...grrg!)

Buffy stepped onto the beach a half hour later in her black string bikini, with a red sarong tied around her waist. The sun blazed down, and she lifted her face to its heat. In Rome, at the apartment, with nothing ahead of her but patrolling, this had sounded like a bad idea, sounded like goofing off, but now, with the sun on her face and a gentle breeze teasing her hair, she had to admit it was just what she needed. She noticed Dawn and her friends lounging about, faking disinterest, while a volleyball game went on nearby. She smiled as she watched the muscular bodies of the six guys playing. This was definitely a good idea.

After not finding her at her apartment, he had searched the globe franticly for her. When he had found out she would be here, he begged help to fit in. He wanted to blend, to be able to watch her, without sticking out. He had no clue how to act like a bunch of college and high school kids. If he didn't fit back into her life, then he wouldn't try. But first he had to know.

A group of people came up to him as he watched her. When he glanced at them, most were followers and tag-alongs. He went back to watching her.

"Hi, I'm Jessi, from KYY," black woman smiled flirtatiously.

"Uh, hi," he didn't take his eyes off her stunning blonde glow.

She seemed slightly put out, and she moved closer to him, almost so close that he could feel the heat form her body on his skin. If he wanted to, he could see down into the bosom of her gauzy dress, made of many layers of sheer fabric, "I've been watching you for some time. KYY is doing a Spring Break special of Blind Date. How would you like to participate?" She smiled up at him, pulling her shoulders back just a bit, touching his chest with her breasts. To someone else, the contact might have drove the man into agreeing, but it had no effect on him. The only person he wanted to touch was his blonde goddess.

"Uh..."

"Great," she took his indecision for speechlessness, "Larry will take your info, and we'll give you a call." She smiled and started off across the sand.

He grabbed her arm, "On one condition. You set me up with her. The blonde."

"We'll see what we can do." Jessi walked away, leaving him with a guy he assumed was Larry.

"Name?"

When the black woman approached her, Buffy was shocked. "I'm Jessi from KYY, and we'd like you to be apart of our Spring Break Blind Date special."

"She'll do it!" Dawn bounced.

"I-what?"

"This is exactly what you need to get back into dating."

"I-I date!"

"When?"

"Occasionally." Dawn stared at her. "Oh, fine! But you are so dead."

"Great. Larry," a frumpy looking man approached, "will take your info, and we'll be in touch."

"Wicked!" Rox exclaimed as the four girls sat back down, her red locks flying as she flopped down.

"Totally sweet," Cookie purred.

"You're sister's so cool, Dawn," Angie told her.

"Name?" the man asked.