A/N: Yay, I got my internet back faster than I expected so here's another chapter. BTW, I was thinking about Ashley Scott when I wrote most of this so when you try to visualize Tess, think Ashley Scott - blonde, not brunette.

Faith POV

Damn, I should've just taken that little tease on the table like I said I would. That would've shown her – and just about everyone else at the Bronze. Not to mention, Red would have had a heart attack when she came back, hehe. But I didn't, so now I'm standing inside this stupid little stall trying to figure out what I'm gonna do. Fuck! Why does she have to be so damn difficult? We passed Cordy on our way in here too. She was leaning against the wall in the hallway in front of the bathrooms waitin' for me, she had this smirk on her face I couldn't quite read, but no, Buffy was right there with me. Fuck! I don't care what Buffy wants, I'm getting' some tonight if it kills me. Least I'll die happy, right?

Knock. Knock.

What the fuck does that little tease want now?

"I swear, B, I—" as I open the door to the stall, a hand instantly covers my mouth and I'm quickly pushed back inside.

"She's in the other stall," she whispers, leaning so close I can feel her breath tickle my ear. I swallow and nod silently, locking the door. Don't want to get kicked outta here tonight.

"Did you say something, Faith?" Buffy asks from the other stall.

"No. No, I didn't." I manage to stifle a moan while Cordy starts sucking on my neck. I hear B flush and exit her stall. I promptly grab Cordy's ass and lift her up, pinning her against the wall, she instinctively wraps her legs around my waist. Her skirt is so short it's easy for my hand to find her opening. Nice. And she's gone commando tonight. Even nicer. No obstacles.

As if reading my mind, she stops sucking on my earlobe just long enough to murmur, "No panty lines."

Buffy POV

She's been in there a really long time now. I've washed my hands, checked my makeup – twice, and readjusted my tits. It's been like twenty minutes. Even I don't take that long. Getting really impatient, I decide to poke my head back in the bathroom.

"Fai… are you done yet?"

No answer. I fully step back inside the bathrooms.

"Faith?"

"Uhhh… yeah… uhhh… al… most… uhhh… done… ugh." Was that a grunt? It sounded like a grunt.

"Um, Faith, are you okay? You sound kinda funny."

"Fine, B," she smiles broadly at me when she steps out of the stall, "never felt better." I'd really hate that smirk of hers if it weren't for those dimples. She casually puts her arm around my shoulders and leads me back to our booth where Willow is waiting for us.

Faith POV

I came to the decision that taking B back to the booth as quickly as possible was the best way to let Cordy slip out of the stall unseen. So, I put an arm around B and take her back to the booth.

"What happened? You guys fall in or something? I was about to send a search party after you." Red immediately starts the interrogation before my butt even hits the seat.

Again taking a seat on my lap, B dryly replies, "Well it would have been much faster if someone didn't take so damn long in the stall."

"What can I say, B? I have needs that need taking care of," I wink at Cordy as I spot her slip away. Crap, Red spotted me. She raises an eyebrow at me. I just shrug. Buffy sees Cordy, but not the wink – thank God.

"Isn't that the skank from the pool place?" Hey, she's not a skank, well – maybe a little bit. She turns to look at me, squirming around as much as humanly possible – ha, not gonna work on me now, got that taken care of. Ooo, she really smells good, gotta ask her what that is later. What the fuck? How the fuck can I be horny again, I just got lucky. Shit.

"Um, no?"

"Yeah, it is."

"Oh, well, whatever. I don't really care." Though I could probably go for round two right now, I take a sip of my drink instead, and almost choke on it. B pats me on the back.

"Faith, what's wrong?" Red asks.

"There's no alcohol in this!" I cough.

"Um, no. The bartender wouldn't give me any, said she couldn't 'stack' drinks, whatever that means."

"What?" I look over to see who's working tonight. Ooo, it's Tess, I'm still tryin' to get in them pants. I can tell she wants me, but apparently they have a 'don't screw the customers' policy here. That sucks. Doesn't stop me from trying though, I start to get up but…

"Faith, where are you going now?" B tilts her head at me.

"The bar, I'm gonna get a real drink."

"I'll come with."

"No," I instruct firmly, "if you do, I won't get my drink. You look way too young."

"Do not," she pouts, but lets me get up, "Fai, will you get me one of those pretty colored ones with the umbrellas in them?"

"Yeah sure," I'm not really paying attention. I'm more focused on the blonde behind the bar who's just noticed me heading her direction. She gives me a dazzling smile, damn she's cute. What I wouldn't give to get it on with her.

"Hey Tess," my charm is on full blast.

"Hi Faith," she purrs, "who's your friend?" She nods at Buffy.

"Oh her? Just a friend," I reply coolly.

"Well, you certainly… look friendly." I can't help but chuckle a little at that.

"She couldn't hold a candle to you babe," I say, leaning in and placing a chaste kiss on her lips.

She gives me a warm smile before asking, "So what can I get for you tonight Faith?"

"Well, there's a few—"

"To drink, Faith." Dammit. Oh well, can't blame me for trying.

"Jack and coke, make it a double. And a… uh… a sex on the beach," she raises an eyebrow to my second order, so I clarify, "for the little skankette over in the booth." She nods and hands over the drinks. "Hey Tess, if you ever change your mind…"

"I'll definitely let you know," she winks at me and I return to our table with drinks in hand.