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    Painted By Numbers – (Chapter: Chapter Three)

    Chapter Three

     

    Spencer flew through the air as Ashley watched the blonde. She was so graceful and Ashley could feel herself become completely aroused every time she moved. Spencer landed and made her way over to the brunette.

     

    “Hey Ash…you wanna play?”

     

    Ashley nodded as Spencer removed her sports bra to reveal the most beautiful breasts. Ashley reached her hands out and began to massage the blonde’s breasts and she saw the girl’s nipples grow larger and larger with every touch. She bent down to capture one breast in her mouth and a loud moan escaped the blonde’s mouth nearly sending Ashley over the edge.

     

    Ashley let her hands run down the blonde’s body making their way to cup the blonde’s behind. She squeezed repeatedly admiring the firmness of the blonde and looked up at Spencer.

     

    “Yes Ash…please…” Spencer said pulling the brunette into her stomach. Ashley licked and nipped as she made her way to the waist of the small cheerleading shorts that were covering the blonde’s most private of places. Ashley bit the waistband and pulled the shorts down to the blonde’s knees. She moved back up and leaned forward….

     

    —

     

    Now I’m of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret.

    Somwhere downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name.

    As she sheds her skin on stage

    I’m seated and sweating to a dance song on the club’s P.A.

    The strip joint veteran sits two away

    Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri.

     

    ‘What the fuck!’ Ashley thought with a start as she woke to the sounds of Panic at the Disco! on her IPod stereo. She slammed her hand down to silence the music and ran her hand through her disheveled brown locks.

     

    Donna was staring at Ashley with a disgusted look.

     

    “You got a problem over there care bear?” Ashley said in an angry tone.

     

    Donna lowered her head. “I could hear you in your sleep…”

     

    “Oh really? And what was I saying?”

     

    “You just grunted a lot and yelled ‘Spencer’ multiple times.” Donna said running her finger across the top of her comforter.

     

    Ashley smiled and fell back on her bed. “It was such a good dream.”

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    1. haha, Ashley is so helpless around Spencer, I love how you’ve written her. But Madison, ew…a little full of herself eh? I really love this fic, there’s just something about spashley being stuck in a boarding school :)

    2. haha, Ashley is so helpless around Spencer, I love how you’ve written her. But Madison, ew…a little full of herself eh? I really love this fic, there’s just something about spashley being stuck in a boarding school :)

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