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I Love How I Hate You	By : potmunkey Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 4976 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Faith POV

The next day, I show up at Buffy�s house around 2:30 in the afternoon, Joyce�s car is still in
the driveway so I know she�s still home � thank you, God. Buffy won�t ream me about last night with
Joyce around. I take a deep breath and
knock.

�Oh, hi Faith, come on in. Buffy�s still upstairs getting ready, you know
how she is,� she gives me a warm smile.

�Hi Miss Summers, and how are you doin�
this fine day?� I ask, crossing the
threshold.

�Oh, I�m alright, I just have to go see Dr. Lee today and
then I can go shopping.� Now I know
where B gets it from.

�Gee, I hope you�re not getting sick, Miss Summers.�

�No,� B interrupts, walking down the stairs, �Dr. Lee is her
plastic surgeon.�

�Plastic surgery? Aw, you don�t need that Miss Summers.� Joyce gives me a brilliant smile, but before
she gets a chance to respond, B interjects.

�She already got it.�

I look at Joyce with a raised eyebrow, �You did?�

�Yeah, I got these�� she proudly cups her breasts with her
hands ��about two weeks ago.� Now that
I�m looking, they are much� fuller� and perky too.

�What do you think, Faith?
Not too big are they?�

�No, they�re� uh� nice� very nice.� I give her a huge grin. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see B roll
her eyes at me.

�Why thank you, Faith.
See Buffy, Faith thinks they�re nice.�
Of course I do, they�re a free pass to check out Buffy�s tits.

�Of course she
does,� Buffy growls walking into the kitchen.
Joyce seems confused by that comment and looks at me for an explanation. I merely shrug.

�So, do they feel weird having them at all?�

�No, they�re quite soft actually, just like real ones.�

�Oh.� That�s not
really what I meant.

�You want to feel?� My jaw drops,
before I answer she takes my hand and places it on her breast. Covering my hand with her own, she
squeezes. The reality of this situation
doesn�t set in till Buffy walks back in.

�MOM!!!�

�What? I paid enough
for these, if people don�t feel them what was the point of getting them?� She lets go of my hand. Damn, stupid Buffy. B just glowers at me.

�C�mon, Faith, lets go,� B hisses, stomping out the door.

�Bye honey,� she calls after Buffy�s retreating form, �bye
Faith,� she purrs. What the fuck? I turn to look back at Joyce, but Buffy grabs
my arm and yanks me out the door. I coulda swore that Joyce just�

�I cannot believe you felt up my mom!� Buffy snarls as soon as we�re inside the
car. I did no such thing. Well, not really�

�I wasn�t��

�And what about last night?�

�I didn�t��

�Shut up Faith, I hate you.�
Okay, guess its going to be one of those days.

�Damn, don�t get all huffy, Buffy.� That was a bad idea, she�s glaring again.

�Fuck you.�

�I��

�Don�t even start,� she hisses. Okay, I�m not even going to try.

Its been almost twenty minutes and
she still hasn�t said a word to me. She
must be really mad, I didn�t actually think she was
physically capable of silence for more than 5 minutes. We pull to a stoplight and I sneak a glance
at her, she�s still just staring out the window. I just don�t understand her. She can�t be that upset about the Cordelia
thing, I�ve ditched her hundreds of times to go get laid. And me groping her mom, well, that wasn�t
really my fault.

I reach over and tuck a stray lock behind her ear, �C�mon,
B, I�m really sorry.� About whatever
you�re mad about.

No answer.

�How about we swing by Krispy Kreme? We can even
go inside, I know how you like watching them being made.�

No answer.

Shit.

�I�ll take you to see that new Britney Spears movie,� I
can�t help the shudder that escapes my body when I utter the last part. She�s been begging me to take her to see that
forever though.

No answer.

I sigh, I know what will make her
happy. Fuck. I turn off the freeway and head into the
underground parking structure. I hate
coming to this place, I swore I�d never come with her to this place again. Ever. The things I do for her. I fucking hate this place. She turns and looks at me as she realizes
where we are, her eyes are wide. I give
her a fake smile.

�Alright B, I��

�The mall!� she squeals with delight and
jumps out of the car almost before I stop.

Oh, crap, what the hell have I gotten myself into?
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