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Spencer grumbled to herself scolding herself repeatedly for ever making this stupid deal.  Turning around she started to rifle through her closet for clothes for the party.

“Spence honey, you’re wearing this.”

The blonde’s eyes widened at the sight of what the brunette had picked out for her.  There in the brunette’s arms was a black skirt so short it only barely covered her, and a tight baby blue top that hugged her body.  Spencer knew what the skirt meant, easy access for whenever Ashley wanted her.  Again grinding her teeth at herself she roughly grabbed the clothes from Ashley, unsure whether or not she wanted to be that pissed off at the girl holding the remote to the vibrator attached to her clit.  Still she grabbed it spun on her heels and left a smirking brunette behind.

“Oh and honey put that in the bag by the door, remember we’re supposed to help them set up the place first.  I don’t want Aiden perving on you while you’re on a ladder or something.”  Ashley called out sweetly to the blonde. 

All she heard was the angry sound of clothes being stuffed into the big paper bag sitting by their doorway.  Taking her sweat pants Ashley pulled them on, as they hung from her hips, clasping her bra on she grabbed a tank top pulling it on Ashley turned to find Spencer still glaring at her as she scrambled to slip on her pants.  Grabbing her small clutch purse stuffing in her keys, her wallet, her phone, just the usual essentials Ashley smirked as she dropped the little light gray remote in there as well.

Aiden and Kyla’s Place

Spencer and Ashley stood shuffling at the door, it I didn’t take long for the other Davies sister to answer the doorbell.