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Subject: {ASSM} Dawn's Diary (Ff)
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Dawn's Diary (Ff)
By Alex Mitchelstork
ccErotica@gmail.com
http://ccErotica.googlepages.com/
March 12, 2007

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I do not own any of the characters in this story, they are the
intellectual property of 20th Century Fox.  The story itself, however,
is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share
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This story contains strong sexual content and is not meant for readers
under the age of 18.
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 From the Diary of Dawn Summers:

	Willow's the awesomest person.  She's the only one I know who likes
school as much as me.  Even her friends are cool!  Like Tara. She and
Willow are both witches. They do spells and stuff, which is so much
cooler than slaying. I told mom one time I wished they'd teach me some
of the things they do together.  And then she got really quiet and
made me go upstairs.
	I'm starting to get tired of that, mom and Buffy trying to shield me
from the world.  I'm almost fifteen, shouldn't I be making some of my
own decisions?  I am not a kid anymore, they shouldn't keep treating
me like one.  If I just sit here and let them control me, it's never
gonna end, I could be thirty and still be "too young to be asking
about those things."
	No.  I won't let that happen.  Mom and Buffy may try to hide the
world from me, but Willow is passionate about the magics.  I know she
wouldn't turn down an opportunity to teach others her skill.

...........
 From the Diary of Dawn Summers, the next night:

	I don't know what to say, I wanted to learn about spells; not THAT.
I mean, I guess I kinda knew that Willow and Tara did that kind of
stuff, but she thought I wanted to learn THAT?  If Buffy found out...
I don't really know what would happen if Buffy found out.  I guess I
would never be allowed to see Willow again, not that I really can now
without it being all awkward.  The weird part is, as icky as it
sounds, I kinda liked it.  I think I'd even do it again if I had the
chance.  I suppose I should get you up to speed...
	Last night Buffy was out with Riley, Willow was staying over to keep
an eye on me.  As if I need a babysitter.  I figured this was a
perfect time to ask her.
	"Willow," I searched for the right words.  In our house I get harsh
looks whenever I use the word 'magic.'  "Do you think, maybe, you can
teach me some of the things you do with Tara?"
	Willow got real quiet, just like mom did.  What's so wrong with
learning a few spells?
	"I don't think you're old enough to make that kind of lifestyle
choice."
	"Who said anything about a lifestyle.  I just want to give it a try,
see what it feels like."
	"It's wrong Dawnie.  And what do you think Buffy would do if she
heard you talking like this?"
	"But Buffy doesn't have to know.  And the only reason people think
it's wrong is because The Bible says it's wrong."  I'd done my
research, I knew why people objected to witchcraft, "I've got news for
you Willow; The Bible's 2000 years old, and neither of us has been
inside a church for as long as I can remember."
	I had her.  I could tell by the look in her eye that she truly wanted
to teach me, "Fine.  But just a quickie, and you can NEVER let Buffy
know, agreed?"
	I agreed, and Willow led me up to my room.  I asked if she needed any
supplies, but she said that I was way too young to do anything that
required supplies.
	When we got up to my room, Willow told me to take my clothes off.
That surprised me a little, I've read that come Wiccans prefer to do
ceremonies nude (they call it "skyclad") but I didn't expect that from
Willow.  I did as she said, though, I didn't want to wuss out after
waiting so long for Willow to teach me some spells.  By the time I had
gotten my new cotton panties off (I bought them not too long ago,
they're so soft!) Willow was standing completely naked in front of
me.  My face turned beat red.
	"So, how do do you want to do this?"  Willow asked me.
	"I don't know."  I said, "I figure you're the one with experience in
this department.  How do you and Tara do it?"
	"Tara likes to be tied down to the bed, but I don't know if you're
ready for--"
	"I'm ready."
	"Are you sure?"
	"Yes."
	With a flick of Willow's wrist, I was flung onto my bed.  I tried to
get up, only to notice that my arms and legs were tied to the bed.
Willow leaned over my clit and began vigorously licking.  Right about
then I realized that I wasn't going to be learning any spells.  Soon I
was moaning in the ecstasy of an orgasm.  I know I've done this with
my hands several times before, but another girl doing it with her tung
felt so wrong.  And so good.
	After Willow finished licking me, she gave me a quick kiss and sat so
that her pussy was only a few inches away from my face.  I could tell
that she wanted me to lick it, so I reluctantly did.  At first I was
disgusted by what I was doing, but after a minute or two a got
accustomed to the taste.  It was sweet, and a little salty.  Willow
let out a lout scream of pleasure as I brought her to an orgasm, and I
began to lap up the fluids that were now dripping onto my face.  I
tried to bring my hands down to my clit, but soon realized that they
were tied to the bed.  I could get my hands as close as a few inches
away, but that was it; I think Willow's spell was purposely designed
to do that.
	"I think that's enough." Willow said as she got up and untied my
bonds.
	"That's it?" I protested.
	"You said you wanted see what it felt like, and that's what you did."
	Willow got dressed and left the room.  I have to find some way to get
her to do that with me again.  I guess for now, I at least have
something new to get me going when I'm all alone at night.

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