Ashley’s eyes widened in surprise as the blonde shoved her to the ground. Spencer’s eyes were clouded with a dirty lust. It was frightening yet … very sexy.

Before Ashley could say anything Spencer’s eager tongue entered her mouth, desire began to curse through the brunette’s heated body.

“Spencer,” the Martian moaned in question.

The blonde tore her lips from Ashley’s briefly. “No talking,” she murmured as she straddled the confused yet very willing Martian.

Ashley sat up and deepened the kiss. She placed her hands on Spencer’s behind and pulled her closer. The blonde moaned and began to lightly grind against the Martian’s stomach.

Suddenly the door flew open and there stood …

“Ms. Caldwell!” Ashley and Spencer screeched shuffling away from one another.

“Hello darlings,” the teacher greeted in confusion. “What might you two be doing in here?”

“Um,” Spencer stuttered searching for an excuse. “Oh there’s my pencil,” she said slapping her forehead and picking up a random pencil she saw in the corner of the closet. “Good thing we found it in this … closet, right Ashley?”

The Martian frowned. “But Spencer you were not looking for a uff,” she grunted when Spencer’s elbow met her stomach sharply. “I mean yes. Here is that pencil.”

Ms. Caldwell eyed them suspiciously. Spencer gulped hoping that their drama teacher would buy that silly excuse of an … excuse.

“Alright then,” Ms. Caldwell shrugged before walking away.

“Wow,” Spencer gawked. “That actually worked?”

“Um Spencer,” Ashley asked bashfully. “Not that I am complaining or anything but … what was that kiss all about?”

“Oh that um, that, ah, was,” Spencer hesitated. “That was …just a rewarding kiss for you being the um … best girlfriend ever.”

“Oh,” Ashley smiled. “If I knew humans gave out those kind of kisses I would be kissing you for eternity.”

“I think I am ready Spencer.”

Spencer gave her a look. “Ready for what?”

“I am ready to mate,” Ashley stated with a proud smile.

“What,” Spencer gasped.

“Listen Spencer,” the Martian said grasping Spencer’s hands. “I love you and I know you love me. My father said not to completely commit to mating with anyone unless it’s the real thing. I know this is the real thing. That’s why I am ready.”