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    Greenwich – (Chapter: Nantucket Is For Pussies)

    Chapter 9- Nantucket’s For Pussies

    “So, you let her go?”

    It was early Sunday morning, which meant one thing: A meeting with Martha. Their session had begun much like the all the others—general, bland, uninteresting in the most uninteresting of ways. However, inevitably, and much to Spencer’s chagrin, their conversation had taken a turn towards the night before—a night Spencer soon hoped she would forget.

    “I didn’t ‘let her go’” Spencer spat, tensing unnoticeably before sardonically continuing, “I never had her in the first place—“

    “It doesn’t sound that way,” Martha parried thoughtfully, watching Spencer with a quiet renewed interest as the young woman shifted uncomfortably on the couch much like she’d been doing for nearly an hour now.

    “Hmm,” Spencer hummed sarcastically, eyeing the clock, “It wouldn’t, would it?”

    To tell the truth, she’d had enough of this for quite awhile now and Martha’s sincere attentiveness was making her terribly uneasy. Spencer just wanted to leave, meet Kate at Gregory’s, breathe in the air of an Ashley free world—she wanted to feel her life adjust itself back to normal.

    “You can’t live like this forever, Spencer,”

    “Live like what?”

    “Like an emotional nomad—never settling, never sticking around long enough to realize you just might like it there—you just might like breathing, living.”

    “Please,” Spencer spat, “I do live—I live every day, I live every night. I have one best friend because it’s all I need. I sleep with a plethora of women because it’s all I crave,” She confessed bitterly, unapologetically, “I’m sorry if my version of happiness isn’t conducive with the everybody else’s.”

    “You’re telling me your happy?”

    “Ecstatic.”

    “But do you feel?”

    “What do you mean ‘do I feel’?” Spencer asked incredulously, her voice raising a few decibels, “I feel everything—anger, jealousy, lust—“

    “But do you feel love?”

    Spencer almost hesitated, almost—“Love is unnecessary.”

    Martha sighed, finally adjusting her thick reading glasses from where they were perched on the end of her nose, “You’re not a thirteen year old little girl anymore, Spencer,” She said gently, “It’s okay to love.”

    Spencer was ecstatic—Today was her thirteenth birthday and she had the world at her fingertips—literally. Surrounding her, circling her lithe body in the depths of her playroom were gifts of all sizes and assortments, each wrapped perfectly with a bright red bow crowning its top.

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    1. again u’ve managed to amaze me.. i swear, whether ash is a virgin or not, if they dont sleep together after that… then ash has some BOMB self control… lol… (and just getting the irony in ashley being a virgin… nice touch, i know im slow an stupid) anywayz… post more… i cant wait till the next chapter

    2. again u’ve managed to amaze me.. i swear, whether ash is a virgin or not, if they dont sleep together after that… then ash has some BOMB self control… lol… (and just getting the irony in ashley being a virgin… nice touch, i know im slow an stupid) anywayz… post more… i cant wait till the next chapter

    3. okay running down the road with traffic not smart and i loved how she wouldn’t get in ash’s car but made the girl get out that whole speech was sad and yet i was excited because she was honest and those two trying a relationship is going to funny and intertaining to say the least, pms

    4. okay running down the road with traffic not smart and i loved how she wouldn’t get in ash’s car but made the girl get out that whole speech was sad and yet i was excited because she was honest and those two trying a relationship is going to funny and intertaining to say the least, pms

    5. We got all Cruel Intentions there for a second. I could almost hear the Counting Crows as Spencer asked Kate where Ashley was. Ahhh, anyway…that was a great update. I’m realllllllllly interested to see where we go from here. Now Spencer has to figure out how to have a relationship. This promises to be entertaining. Bravo…as usual.

    6. We got all Cruel Intentions there for a second. I could almost hear the Counting Crows as Spencer asked Kate where Ashley was. Ahhh, anyway…that was a great update. I’m realllllllllly interested to see where we go from here. Now Spencer has to figure out how to have a relationship. This promises to be entertaining. Bravo…as usual.

    7. OMG! U ROCK! This story is so awesome, amazing, brilliant and every other conceivable adjective you could possibly think of. Favorite line: “Listen, I’m not getting in and if you leave me now I’m most likely going to get pummeled by a fat trucker who hasn’t learned to use his rear view mirrors properly, so just get out,” Spencer stated matter-of-factly, “Please?” – LMAO! This story makes me laugh and cry…now that is what I call success! PMASAP

    8. OMG! U ROCK! This story is so awesome, amazing, brilliant and every other conceivable adjective you could possibly think of. Favorite line: “Listen, I’m not getting in and if you leave me now I’m most likely going to get pummeled by a fat trucker who hasn’t learned to use his rear view mirrors properly, so just get out,” Spencer stated matter-of-factly, “Please?” – LMAO! This story makes me laugh and cry…now that is what I call success! PMASAP

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