***So i abandoned this story a while ago, and i thought i’d repost it and maybe get some motivation to finish it…so if you like, you know what to do.  This is just the first chapter, but you can find the rest on my page here.  I’ll continue reposting the chapters as the week goes along till i write the next one (and if any of the original readers are still around, leave me a msg, it’ll be cool to know if you still lurk around here )   

Ashley, bit her bottom lip and shut her eyes as she hopped up and down on the spot.  She must look so crazy right now, but there was one thing she had to keep under control…her libido. Fuck, she had never gone this long without sex since she was 16. It was more than two years later, and it had been 6 months…yes 6 MONTHS that she hadn’t slept with anyone. But she didn’t want just anyone, she wanted, oh god she wanted, one girl, one beautiful, innocent, gorgeous, sexy goddess…Spencer Carlin.

  Spencer and Ashley had been dating for 6 months and it had been the most amazing time of her life.  It was the first time that sex hadn’t come first for her, and somehow she felt as if it was the first time in her life that she was doing something right.  But it hadn’t been easy, she loved kissing Spencer and holding her close and cuddling with her, but in the end she was still Ashley Davies, formerly known as “The Sex Maniac” and she was only human.  “Stop being so selfish, Spencer’s been through a lot” she said to herself.  Spencer had opened up to her a month ago after stopping Ashley from taking a heated make-out session to the next level. She told her about being raped when she was 16, just 2 years ago.  She hadn’t been with anyone before that, and definitely not after.  Ashley had felt her heart ripped out when she heard the sadness in Spencer’s voice when she talked about it, and she had held onto Spencer when the tears flowed down, as Spencer relived the terror of that night.  Ashley had been so angry that it happened to Spencer, she hadn’t known her then, but she was so angry, even at herself for not being able to protect her Spencer.  “My Spencer…” she said letting the words escape her lips.  Then her mind was back to the thoughts of Spencer’s lips and her neck and her hips and what was just a little lower.