The brunette blinked and shook herself before focussing on Xander.  "Hello."

"Normally I'm not one to intrude but you've been staring at the building for five minutes so I figured I should... y'know, check and see if you needed help."  Xander cringed when he heard a feminine clearing of the throat behind him.  "I mean... my friend Buffy wanted to know if you needed help but I beat her to the door. So I asked first. And Xander is me, the blonde fury behind me is Buffy."

"Uh," The woman slowly nodded her head her eyes flitting from Xander back to the building.  "The building has a very powerful aura." She suddenly blushed and looked away.

"The building has a powerful aura?" Buffy asked stepping up to Xander and poked him in the side until he made room for her. "What kind of aura?"

The woman nodded her head, her blush increased and she quietly, "eeped."

"Um." Xander coughed into his fist and leaning down to Buffy confided in her, "the place did start out as a bordello back in the Spanish settlers time. I guess the love mojo permeates the place still."  

"Noooo." Buffy gaped and found herself looking back at her new place in awe, the idea was more than a little naughty that she lay her head to rest in a place where people used to get nasty. "I moved into a brothel?"

"Later, Buff, later." Xander looked at the woman who was again staring at the building.  Only this time he was paying attention to the bags laying on the ground behind her.  "I'm gonna go out on a limb and guess that your a college student but didn't get a dorm room?"

The woman jerkily nodded her head, "Um, my, uh, roommate set our doorm on fire when she knocked over her candles... they, uh, managed to save some of my clothes.  The college said I could stay here." 

"That suuuucks." Xander stepped to the woman and offered his hand, "Hey, Xander Harris, welkommen."

"I'm so sorry." Buffy stood beside Xander, "Do you want a hug, you need a hug, can I hug you?"

"I'm Tara Maclay." The woman said and looking from Buffy to Xander she gave a quick nodd, "Yes, I could use a hug."

XXX

It had to be careful. The new woman was a talented practioner, skilled in mystical arts.  Tara was aware of the It's presence on some level, able to see the aura It generated at the least.  But with careful manuevering It could seduce this witch with the sensuality and carnality of the buildings previous occupants. Little windows into the past embroiling the young inexperienced woman in the sexual delights that had previously happened.