All right, everything will be fine.

I stand in front of Faith's door and try to calm my nerves.

We're just going to talk. We're just going to talk, and it's an important conversation too. I'm not going to get distracted by how hot she is or how much I want to kiss her and touch her in all sorts of naughty places.

Raising my fist, I knock on Faith's door. Only a second later, she opens the door. She's wearing a spaghetti strap t-shirt that actually covers more than the last one did. But that's all she's wearing, except for the thong panties, which don't actually cover much. My heart kinda stops as I get the full view.

Doesn't she ever wear more than that? Oh forget it, I don't care.

"Hey Dawn..."

Hearing her voice makes me jump into her arms and grab the back of her head, kissing her passionately. Our bodies press together when I walk forward and push her into her apartment. She closes the door behind us, making out along the way. Her arms wrap themselves around my stomach and the firm grip she has on me gives me the urge to jump up and wrap my legs around her waist.

The extra weight I suddenly put on her forces her to keep walking backwards, stumbling when she hits the back of the couch and falling over it. I'm all but sitting on her hips as we fall onto the couch. After making out for a while, I pull back and smile down at her.

"Hi..."

Her face lights up with a huge grin.

"Well hello-o."

All I can do is laugh at the sexy way she says that. Her hips shift and roll against my crotch.

"Damn girl, you should come over more often. I could use a few more visits like this."

I bite my lip while looking over Faith's body under me.

"You know, I wouldn't mind if you keep answering the door wearing clothes like that. Or a lack of clothes, like that."

My crotch grinds into hers as all my blood rushes there. She puts her hands on my hips, and then slides them on to my ass over my jeans, gripping each cheek firmly.

"I'll have to remember that."

Faith squeezes my ass and I can't help but throw my head back with my eyes closed, gasping at the horny feeling it brings out of me.

"In fact, with the way that sounded, I don't think I'll ever forget."

That puts a smile on my face as I open my eyes again and look down at her.

"I can live with that."

Her hands squeeze my ass again and I lean down, kissing her passionately. We make out for a while and I moan as I let my hand slide down from her neck, over her collarbone and I grope her breast. I feel her right hand slide its way up from my ass to my back. Then she grabs my shoulder and uses it to pull me off her and roll on top of me. While we're rolling, she manages to straighten us out on the couch so that we're lengthwise and my head isn't hanging over the edge of the couch like hers was a second ago. Now that she's on top of me, pressing our bodies together and making every part of her that's touching me tingle, she slips a thigh between mine, moving it against my core every time we kiss.

"God you're so hot Dawn."

I love hearing her say that.

"I can't wait until we can be together for real."

The sudden reality of her words ruins the mood for me, keeping me from enjoying the short, sweet kisses that Faith places along my jaw and neck.

This isn't what I came here for.

"Faith... Faith, wait..."

She instantly stops and pulls her body weight off of me.

"What? Are you all right? I didn't hurt you somehow did I? Did I push things too far too fast? Because I didn't mean to, I just got caught up in..."

I put two fingers to her lips and smile, stopping her.

"No, you didn't hurt me. I'm completely fine with the way things were heading. It's just... I didn't come here for this. I came here to talk like we planned to. But you answered the door looking so..."

My eyes travel over the parts of her body I can see before going back up to meet her eyes.

"Sexy and I got caught up and had to kiss you. One thing led to another and I kinda forgot why I was here."

Faith smiles at me with that sexy grin of hers. She kisses my fingers on her lips and then pulls my hand away from her, letting me set it down next to me.

"I'll take that as a compliment."

All I can do is chuckle at her words because I know they're true. Then I muster up all my will power and put on a serious face.

"I came here to talk."

She takes a deep breath, letting it out in a sigh, and then slowly gets up off the couch. I sit up properly on the couch and then Faith sits down next to me.

"You mean the talk we were planning to have since the last time we saw each other?"

Nodding to her gently, I turn myself to face her on the couch.

"Yes, I wanted to talk to you about the when and the where and a few other things too."

"That's good, because that's pretty much what I wanted to talk to you about. The when and the where are completely up to you. Just tell me and I'll be there, making sure everything's perfect for you."

"Okay..."

Just go ahead and ask her about it. I have to so she understands.

"Then about the other things. Do you expect me to...?"

She doesn't let me finish.

"Stop right there. I don't expect anything from you. I don't expect you to do or say anything you're not comfortable with and I won't talk you into or make you do anything either. To me, this is about you and making sure that this is a night you won't forget in the best way humanly possible. I want your first time to be special and that won't happen if you're not completely comfortable with everything that happens."

Wow... if she keeps talking like that I just might cry.

"I love you Dawn, and the most important thing to me is making sure that you're happy, no matter what."

What if I can't make her happy though?

"What about... I... I don't have any, experience, with this. I'm not sure I have what it takes to, you know, please you."

"You won't have any trouble with that Dawn."

I won't?

"Why not?"

She smiles at my lovingly.

"Well... I tend to be very vocal about what I like when it happens. If you do something that feels good... you'll either, see it, feel it or hear it. So don't think too much about it and just go with what you think is right. I'll take it from there, all right?"

She really is making me feel less and less nervous about this.

"Okay..."

"And if at any time you feel uncomfortable or anything about what I'm doing, all you have to do is say stop. Even if we have to stop completely. Don't think for a second that I won't or I'll try and talk you out of it because I won't. You just say the word and that's the end of that."

How did I find someone as incredible as this?

"You're sure?"

Faith reaches out and cups my cheek with her palm.

"As long as you promise to tell me if you feel uncomfortable, I am."

"I promise."

"Then I know everything's going to be fine. I promise you a night of pleasure you'll never forget and teach you everything you need to know."

I can't say I hate the sound of that.

"How can I say no to that?"

Then I lean forward and kiss her passionately. We kiss for a while. She shifts closer to me on the couch, putting her hand against my hip. Oxygen becomes an issue soon and we pull apart. Staring into each other's eyes, she decides to break the silence.

"So... did you have any thoughts on when and where?"

Oh right, I didn't tell her.

"Actually, yes..."

She waits patiently for me to continue.

"Buffy's going out of town this weekend to Cleveland. I thought maybe it would be a good time. I don't really know where though. I think it'd be weird to do it at home where Buffy could come home and catch us at any moment."

"All right, well if that's the way you feel about it, I have an idea."

"What?"

She gets up from her seat on the couch and goes over to a cookie jar that's sitting, strangely out of place, on top of her TV. Opening it, she fishes her hand in and pulls out some money. She separates some of it, putting some back in. Then she comes back over and sits down. Faith grabs my hand and puts the money in it.

"Take this."

Why is she giving me money? It looks like a lot.

I start looking through the money.

"Why?"

"Just some money I've been saving for a special occasion, and this qualifies. There's a store down on Georgia and 5th. It's a lingerie shop. Go down there and pick something out that makes you feel sexy. Don't think about whether I'll like it. Just think about you and how you feel in it."

"How much is this?"

"Three hundred dollars."

Oh my god...

"You're giving me three hundred dollars? I can't take this."

I try to give it back to her but she grabs both my hands and closes them together around the money.

"I want you to have it Dawn. I told you I wanted this to be special for you, and you mean so much to me that you're worth it. Take this money, use it on yourself for something special, and feel good about it. Okay?"

Gosh, she really wants this for me.

"All right, if you're sure."

"I am."

This is so generous of her. I can't believe she's doing this.

"Thank you."

"Of course Dawn. I love you and want you to be happy."

We sit in silence together for a moment.

"Buffy's leaving on Friday."

"All right, then why don't I come by on Saturday night around 7 and take you out to dinner?"

She's taking me to dinner?

"Sure, that sounds nice."

"Okay, wear something nice. I'll take you some place special."

"I will."

She leans in and kisses me gently. All I can do is smile into the kiss until we pull back.

I don't think I'm as nervous as I used to be about this now that we've talked things over. Buffy was right, it was the best thing to do.

"So are you sure you're okay with this? Because like I've said so many times, I don't want you to do anything you're not comfortable with."

"Yes, I am, but I should probably go. If I don't soon, I might not make it out of here for a while."

She smiles as I stand up and make my way to the door. Faith follows me.

"Okay... so I'll see you on Saturday?"

I turn to her at the door.

"You can count on it."

With the smile that puts on her face, I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her passionately.

I'm making the right choice, I know I am.

* * *

I'm not sure, but I think this makes me look fat.

Turning around to check out my butt, I look at myself in the mirror. The red lingerie style panties that I'm wearing hugs my butt cheeks perfectly, but something about them makes it look like my butt is sagging. I run my hands over them to see if I can smooth it out and make it look better. It doesn't work.

Damn... but they look so good from the front with this top.

Slowly, I turn around, watching the way my body looks in the mirror. When I'm facing the mirror, I slide my hands down the front of the red lingerie top.

It feels good on my skin too. I like the feel of lace on my body. The way it touches me, gives me a sexy and slightly slutty feeling that I actually like. And the way it shows off just enough skin because of the spaghetti shoulder straps and the fact that it doesn't cover my midriff. But I don't like the way these panties look from behind.

I twist myself from the waist down and grab the waistband of the panties, hiking them up higher to show off my butt more.

I want to look good for Faith. I know she said I should only think about what feels good to me but I can't help but want to look perfect for Faith. She means a lot to me and I want her to like what I'm wearing. I just don't know if it would look good to other people. It looks good and feels good to me, except for the part where my butt sags. So how do I make this decision without some other opinion?

Buffy's leaving tomorrow and the day after is when Faith and I are going to go out for dinner. I have to have something to wear before tomorrow. It's just frustrating that I can't figure out what to wear. I wish there was someone here who could give me a second opinion on this.

Just then, I hear giggling outside the change room, familiar giggling.

It can't be... can it? What are the chances of them being here when I need a second opinion? Can I even ask them for advice on something like this without a round of questions I don't really want to answer?

More giggling resonates through the change room of the lingerie store. Then I finally get confirmation that it is them.

"I think you're going to look really great in that at our slumber party tonight Tess."

That's Carmen's voice. Hmm... Tess knows about me and Faith and she's cool with it. Maybe I could ask her for a second opinion on whether I look good or not.

"Tess?"

The giggling stops.

"Dawn?"

Okay, I can do this. Just stick your head out and don't let them see what you're wearing until they agree.

"Yeah, it's me."

"Where are you?"

I go up to the door of the changing stall I'm in and open the door just enough to stick my head out. Looking toward the door, I see Carmen, Tess, and Candy standing together with a pair of underwear in each of their hands.

"Here..."

They all look at me. Candy gets this strange grin on her face.

"What are you doing here Dawn?"

Does that actually need an answer?

"It isn't obvious? Umm, Tess, can I talk to you for a second?"

Tess looks at Candy and Carmen questioningly before making her way over here.

"Uh, sure..."

She gets a couple of steps from me and stops.

That's not close enough.

"Closer..."

She gets up close and I whisper to her.

"Would you mind if I asked your opinion on an outfit?"

Tess looks at me funny.

"All right, why don't you come out and we'll all take a look."

My eyes shift to Carmen and Candy standing a little ways away.

"Umm, yeah, I'd rather not. We aren't as good friends as you and me. I'd kinda prefer your opinion."

She looks at Candy and Carmen for a second.

"Okay..."

This is good, she's willing to help.

"All right..."

I pull my head back from the door and open it enough for her to come in. She walks in and I close it behind me. Her eyes fall on my body and the clothes that I'm wearing. It makes me put my arms around my stomach uncomfortably.

"Wow..."

What?

"Is that a good wow, or a bad wow?"

She brings her eyes to mine with a smile.

"It's a good wow. You look hot."

That makes me feel better about her being here with me in next to nothing.

"You think?"

Her smile turns into a grin.

"Yeah... Faith's going to love it."

Suddenly I feel a little nervous at her mention of Faith liking what I'm wearing.

"I assume Faith is the one who is going to be seeing you in that."

"Uh, yeah... that was the plan."

"Well, you don't have to worry then. She's going to love it."

It's good to hear someone else telling me I look good in this outfit. But what about my butt?

Slowly, I twist my lower half to show her my butt.

"Does my butt look okay? I think it looks like it's sagging."

Tess chuckles.

"You're kidding right?"

I look her in the eyes and see that she's serious.

"You've got a great butt Dawn, stop worrying."

"She's right."

Tess and I both look up to see Candy and Carmen both hanging off the edge of the wall of my stall, looking down at me. The second I see them I half crouch down and put my arms around my body protectively.

Oh my god...

"What are you doing?"

Both Candy and Carmen grin at me.

"We're helping."

"Yeah, you look great Dawn. You've got a great butt."

This is so totally embarrassing. What are they? Peeping toms? But I guess they are helping by telling me I look good.

"Well, thank you. I guess..."

They just keep looking at me with huge grins on their faces.

"But would you all get out of here now and stop gawking at me?"

The three of them laugh at me and I can't help but think it's a little funny myself. I try to hide it though.

"Sure..."

Carmen and Candy drop back into the next changing stall. Tess moves past me to the door to my own stall. She stops and faces me just before leaving.

"Don't worry Dawn, she'll love it and you'll look sexy doing it."

Then she opens the door a crack and leaves. I'm left alone in my changing stall.

Well, that was horribly embarrassing. I think I'll just keep my mouth shut and hope for the best the next time a situation like this happens.

I look myself in the mirror, turning to get the full visual.

They just might be right about how I look though. The full outfit makes me look good, and feel good. Maybe my butt doesn't look so bad in these panties. I think this is what I'm going to buy.

After checking myself out one more time, I slowly take the top off.