Tribute by: katekat1010
When I read the first paragraph of this fic, I wondered what the heck I'd gotten into. I was confused. I
was intrigued. I felt a little like a perv. At the same time, I read further and found that it is this wonderful,
beautiful and often lyrical story. This particular work is entirely self-indulgent, entirely bizarre, yet at the same
time it really works at the end. When I was done I was amazed that something so resonant came from such an
inauspicious beginning. The premise? Spike is a professional escort in New York and Xander is sent to
fetch him and bring him back to a Sunnydale that never fell into the hellmouth. Xander's ridiculously wealthy,
and they mess around, and mess around, and mess around some more and it turns into something truly beautiful.
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