“Because, this isn’t gonna be your ordinary around the rink to organ music skating,” the short brunette answered with  cheeky smile.

“Yeah,” Chelsea agreed. “The idea here is to keep your bones intact.”

Spencer gulped nervously. She wobbled onto the rink only to wobble off. She wasn’t about to stay on that floor after seeing the determined looks on the other skaters’ faces. They made the Roller Derby look mild. From the sideline, she watched them rounding the rink, adjusting their jackets and shirts so they weren’t too tight and checking that their arms and legs were securely padded.

Then Ashley skated into their midst, calling out, “Okay, everybody. Clear the sidelines. I don’t want anybody hurt over there. Spencer baby, get on the other side with Susan. The rest of you, get your asses somewhere else,” she joked earning laughs from everybody. “Okay, let’s go!”

About twenty five skaters locked hands, forming what they called a whip. Skating side by side, they began circling the rink, building up speed. The object of the game was to remain intact at speeds of over ten miles per hour. It could be very dangerous if you were to lose your balance or if you were at the tail end, when, by turning quickly, they all ‘cracked the whip’.

There were a lot of falls, but despite the danger, Ashley seemed to know exactly what she was doing. Spencer noticed that whenever someone was hurt, the brunette was the first to see if they were all right and to decide if they should continue to play.

***

“Happy New Years,” everyone shouted.

Ryan had rented a Club for the evening and had invited at least two hundred people, the band’s friends and the presidents and other members of their fan clubs.

The whole gang, Spencer included, all downed their four shots of vodka. It was a tradition Eric had started several years ago.

Ashley staggered over to her girlfriend and held her close, “Baby, I … I don’t wants you to goes … back. No! You’re staying … you’re staying here! I want my Angel here! We’ll call your parents in the morning … and tell them,” she slurred burying her face in Spencer’s neck placing light kisses there.

The blonde was in such a state of ecstasy she had no idea what was going on. Spencer nodded and brought the brunette into a heated kissed. Ashley happily recuperated the kiss and moaned bringing their body’s closer tighter. Their tongues glided happily against each other as the kiss became deeper.

“Let’s go home,” Ashley whispered into the kiss.

Once in the bedroom Ashley collapsed on top Spencer as their limbs became entangled. They broke their kiss briefly to remove their clothes leaving them only in their underwear. Ashley planted kisses down Spencer’s neck, lightly nibbling at the overheated skin. Moans filled the room as they both slowly began to rock against each other.

“Ash,” Spencer breathed out scraping her nails down the brunette’s back. This only seemed to turn the rocker on even more as her hip thrusts became more feverish.

“I’m so close,” Ashley chanted as she felt her orgasm approaching.

The ecstasy was short lived when Spencer jumped from the loud bang that sounded at the door.

“Shit,” the rocker hissed falling off the bed drunkenly.

A muffled ‘sorry’ was heard from the other side.

“Kyla was that you,” Ashley laughed.

“I ran into the door,” her sister replied just as drunk. “I used to … to be able to walk … through doors Assssssley, what happened!”

“I don’t know Ky,” Ashley yelled climbing back onto the bed next to Spencer.

“Kyla can walk through walls,” Spencer asked in excitement.

“Yep,” Ashley confirmed with a childish nod. Then she brought a finger up to her lips and whispered, “But, it’s a … sssssecret no…. nobody knows, you can’t smell um tell anybody okays, shhhhhhh.”

“Shhhhhhh,” Spencer repeated. “Do you haves a super power Ass,” she giggled. “I mean Ash?”

“Uh huh,” the rocker answered proudly. “I can fly,” and with that she passed out.

Spencer pouted, “I wish I had cool super powers,” she whined before she cuddled close to Ashley and drifted off into a peaceful slumber.