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    Artistic Awakening – (Chapter: Chapter 11)

    I laughed, she knew I couldn’t tell her no, that girl and her ridiculous mind-power, all though Ashley could ask me to do anything and I‘d do it in a heartbeat. “Like I said I’m just painting so, come on over. We can hang out, you can keep me company while I get ready and then I’ll make sure you’re helpless butt looks hot.” “Hey, I always look hot regardless!”, she said in mock hurt. “Okay yeah yeah, see you in a few Ash.”, I rolled my eyes when I heard the dial tone.

    Before, I could ever get back to focus on my painting I heard a knock on my door. I shook my head and smiled, Ashley and her speeding. How she never got a ticket was beyond me. I walked over and opened the door, leaning on the doorframe. Ashley smirked, openly looking the me up and down. I cleared my throat in hopes of getting the girl‘s attention but she just continued to stare at my exposed skin. Okay, I guess I‘ll have to try a different approach, I whistled, “Eyes up here Ash…”, I said chuckling a bit. Ashley finally looked up meeting my gaze, shrugging her shoulders in a innocent ‘I don’t know why you’re looking at me like that’ way. I pushed off the doorframe, opening the door a little wider so the girl could come in. I walked back over picking up a paintbrush wiping it on a towel. Ashley sat down on the edge of the girl’s bed, leaning back on her hands behind her, just watching me. I looked up, “What?” “Do you always dress like that when you paint?”, she said licking her lips. I quirked an eyebrow at her, “Honestly, I prefer to paint naked but, with Kyla…that isn’t possible.”, I replied casually before looking up. The darkening of Ashley’s eyes did not go unnoticed, it took all the power in me not to just pounce on her, the fact that she was currently on my bed wasn‘t helping…at all.

    “Hummm..yeah Ky always seems to know how to ruin good thing. You know though, there is always my apartment.”, Ashley replied with a smirk of her own. Ahhh..there is a thought…wait no! Control yourself Spencer..I shook my head to try and get my mind out of the gutter. Who could help it…no one…not around her they couldn‘t! “I’ll keep that in mind.”, I replied coyly and watched as Ashley swallowed, Ha..I got to her…that’s what she gets! “Ima go hop in the shower then we’ll hang out.”, I said taking a bra and pair of underwear out of my dresser. “Soo…when do I get a peek at that delicious body of yours again?”, Ashley asked with a coy smile. I almost dropped my stuff in shock, wow. “Well, the first time was an accident. So, I hope you got a good look cause that’s all your gonna get Miss Davies.”, I said leaning over patting her on the cheek. “That’s so not fair, you got to stare at me in ALLL my glory for two hours and all I get is like two seconds.”, she pouted. “As you so sweetly pointed out… that was for the whole class, not just for little ol’ me. It was for the sake of art.”, I replied. “So, what you’re saying is that you would sit naked for me to draw you then?’, Ashley asked eyebrow raised seductively. I think I may have just flooded…ohh if only! “Do you draw Ash?”, I asked arms crossed. “If it meant seeing all this, I’d learn.”, she added looked me up and down. I laughed, “You’re terrible! Ima shower now…try to not think about me in there all alone…naked..and very wet.”, making sure to draw out each syllable of the last words. I smirked walking into the door closing the door behind me. “Not cool Spence..not cool!”, I heard Ashley yell and then groan. I didn’t have to be looking at her to know that she dramatically threw herself face first on the bed. “Ohhh and Spence, try to not picture me naked while you are in there all alone and naked….”, she called. And, she’s BACK! I moaned, “I heard that!”, she called and I could almost hear the smirk in her voice. Shit…now I really am going to be very wet…in more ways than one.

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