The first rule

"Ok. First rule of this: I'm in charge. I lead the questioning. If I need help I'll ask for it. If you have ideas for questions write them down and bring them to me." Cordelia told Harmony and Anya.

Going to open the door Cordelia stopped and turned to Anya, "I wish that Faith can't lie to herself while we ask her questions. No self delusions. She has to be honest with herself in order to be honest with us."

"Granted."

Cordelia took a deep breath and calmed herself down before opening the door. She smiled at Faith, "C'mon in."

Faith looked around the room with a too cool for school bored attitude. "So what's the big deal that I had to haul ass down here to talk to you Queen C?"

"Well, I just wanted to tell you that Xander and I are getting back together." Cordelia began walking back to an empty desk and perched atop it.

"Fine. Thanks for the heads up." Faith shrugged. "Not like I care."

"Do you care?" Cordelia asked.

Faith scrunched up her face in mock thought. "I guess. Maybe. Huh, I guess I do. A bit."

"How much?"

Faith shrugged, "Fuck if I know. Like what are we to each other, really? Co- workers? Guys who work in the same building and see each other once or twice a day."

Cordelia moved on. "Xander told me that you and he were intimate while me and him were broken up. Does that matter to you?"

Faith snorted, "X had to brag about bagging me, huh? Not surprised. Most guys would brag about being with a fine ass woman like myself. And, nah, I dont really give a shit. You and him and that soap opera crap annoys me most times. Sometimes its funny. But mostly it sucks."

"No. He didnt brag." Cordelia said seriously. "When I pushed for a more... intimate reunion he said he didnt want to. Does that surprise you?"

"Yeah. You gave the green light and he waved you off... that's a surprise." Faith slid into a seat behind one of the desks in the room.

"Do you know why?"

Faith grinned, "Didn't mean to ruin your boyfriend for you. Sorry, he prefers hitting this hotness over your own fine self." Faith waved her hands over her own body before pointing to Cordelia. "He ain't gay if you were worried. At least he wasnt when he was with me. Then again when you get all bitchy maybe X has trouble keepin' it up."

"No. Xander declined because whatever happened with you left him a little... anxious." Cordelia stared hard at Faith, "What happened in your room Faith?"

Faith started to say something, paused, shook her head and then answered. "I got horny. Your boy was right there, he's okay looking and he did just save my ass... so I decided to reward him and scratch my itch." Faith shrugged. "He got the job done."

"And?" Cordelia, Anya and Harmony asked.

"Damn, chill out, bitches." Faith smirked, "And nothing. I got off, I had shit to do so I tossed your boy outside and went about my business."

"What about Xander? Did he matter at all to you? What about his needs? Did you think to say anything to him?" Cordelia asked getting a little angry.

Faith pursed her lips in thought. "What's there to say? Good job, you stayed hard long enough for me to pop my top? You want me to pat him on the head and ask 'em if he's a good boy like a dog? Look, I aint heartless, I think I said thanks. Not like he had anything to complain about. He got to hit this, afterall. He got something out of it, I got something out of it, even Steven. "

"And did he get to finish?" Cordelia snapped.

Faith barked out a laugh, "Like it matters. He's a guy. Thirty seconds with Rosie Palm and her daughters and X can finish himself off." She leaned her chair back on its legs, "Sides we didn't have a condom and the last thing anyone needed is X blowing his load in me and putting a kid in me."

"And that's all you have to say about it?" Cordelia asked.

Faith considered for a second, "Well, it was my first time with a uncut dick. That was interesting. Could kinda feel the foreskin bunching up when he thrust into me. Like a really weak French tickler. Can't say you bitches will get the same experience as part of the benefits of bein' in the Sisterhood like B and me is a better sense of touch inside and out."

"And?" Cordelia pressed.

"And what? Not much else to say. X is an ok lover. For a virgin he did better than ok. He didnt pop his top in a minute. He let me ride him and met me move for move. He follows instructions good. He's got a good grip, he didnt try an crush my tits when he grabbed them, he did a good job sucking on my nips and bit down just the right amount when I told him too." Faith shrugged. "Anything else, Queen C?"

Cordelia looked at Harmony and then at Anya. Neither one had anything to add given the 'no' head shakes.

"You felt nothing?"

"I felt an orgasm. That's all I needed."

Cordelia frowned, "Don't you want to be loved?"

Faith stopped and was silent for a moment before shaking her head. "Yeah. It'd be nice. But it aint ever going to happen. My calling ain't one that leads to happily ever after. Or a long life. If I reach twenty five I'll be setting a record. Getting to have a guy of my own, a husband and a kid and a house and all that? Never going to happen. I'll probably be dead by twenty... so... fuck it. See a guy you want, take him and have as much fun as you can for as long as it takes to have an orgasm. Live in the now and all that shit, cause tomorrow some fucker will kill me."

Cordelia watched Faith sadly. The sad facts of the Slayers life were laid out bare before her. A short life of action and adventure and terror ending in a painful ****.

But it didnt have to be that way... did it?