But in reality it was so boring. Poor Buffy didn’t know what she was missing with all this Gypsy curse nonsense. At first, when Angel had changed into his vamp face, Michelle feared that he was going to bite her. “I know it must have been terrifying for you.”
“It’s a night I’ll never forget.” Sobbed Michelle with joy. She watched the TV series after all. She was playing one of her favourite pieces on her flute and didn’t want to stop. Michelle moaned out loud again as Angel boned her vigorously yet again, this time against a tree. Obviously, it would need more than a story about band camp to cheer Angel up this time. The dust had barely settled on the library floor before another vampire charged her and sent her sprawling. All work work work. “I just want to take her in my arms and…”
“I know, I know.” Whispered Michelle, pushing herself more against Angel and brushing her hands through his gorgeous dark hair. But when Buffy Summers turned up that same morning to see
