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    Are You Happy Now? – (Chapter: Seven: Here)

    Spencer blushed. “Okay, I’m gonna trust you, but if this backfires, you know my mom will never let me see you again, right?” Spencer smiled at Ashley.

    “Oh, please! Your mom and I are like this now,” Ashley retorted as she held up her left hand, two fingers crossed tightly together. They walked up to the bouncer and Ashley held up both of their driver’s licenses. The bouncer took a look at them, handed them back, and nodded them through.

    The girls passed through the gates and, as Ashley handed over $10 to the women at the table who, in turn, stamped the girls’ wrists, Spencer glanced around the outside patio of the club. Here was the hippest lesbian dance club in WeHo on Thursday and Friday nights, and Ashley had found two fake IDs, just in time for Spencer’s 18th birthday. As Spencer looked around, she saw that every possible stereotype of a lesbian could be found at this club…and even those who exceeded stereotypes.

    “What would you like to drink?” Ashley yelled in Spencer’s ear so she could be heard.

    Spencer shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. Just…whatever you think I’ll like.”

    Ashley smiled, leaned over and softly kissed Spencer on the cheek. “Happy Birthday, Spence.” With that, Ashley left her girlfriend who appeared to be mesmerized by their surroundings and sauntered over towards the bar. Only one look at the bartenders was needed to convince Ashley that this was the perfect place to take Spencer. The bartender closest to Ashley had on a black lacy bra, cutoff jean shorts, and black fishnet stockings. Her brown curls fell softly down passed her shoulders. She couldn’t wait for Spencer to see the show. While Ashley hadn’t seen it herself, she had heard many great things…and if this bartender was any indication… Ashley smiled.

    Ashley leaned farther over the bar, letting some cleavage to be revealed. “Two vodka sodas, please,” she yelled to the bartender. Thirty seconds later, the brunette came back over with the drinks. Ashley leaned across the bar once more. “Hey, so my friend’s birthday is this weekend. I hear you all do a little special thing for birthdays?”

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    1. I was really starting to miss this story. I loved this chapter. I had a feeling that it was Ashley, that Spence was dancing with. Hope you update soon :)

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