Spencer scrunched her nose. “Now there’s a fantasy you can save for dreamland!”

The blonde easily made herself at home; she didn’t wait for Ashley to offer before sifting through Ashley’s dresser for a pair of short-shorts and a Rolling Stones tee. Spontaneous ‘sleepovers” had become commonplace between the close friends. Ashley couldn’t help but steal an appreciative glance at Spencer while the girl had her back turned. She was only human, she told herself. Tonight Spencer’s perky breasts were hidden by a magenta bra. Lace overlapped the lightly sunned skin. Stretched over her hips and a-dorable butt were a pair of matching bikini-cut panties. Ashley averted her eyes as the oblivious Spencer put Ashley’s clothes on and dug a toothbrush out of her bag. The shirt smelled like Ashley’s perfume.

Ashley finished washing her face and brushing her teeth in the ensuite bathroom before coming back to Spencer, who was stretched out on her tummy, watching a Dateline rerun on the bed. The two girls remained engrossed for an hour before the show ended. Ashley flicked the TV off and switched the already low lighting to that of her bedside lamps.

As Spencer reclined on her back, thumbing through Vogue, Ashley pulled her laptop out and checked her facebook. After 20 minutes of comfortable silence, Spencer sighed and put the magazine on the nightstand.

“Chem tests come back tomorrow.”

“Still bugging you?” Ashley sympathised.

“Mhmm.” Spencer admitted morosely.

“Don’t worry. It is what it is and whatever that is, you’ll find out tomorrow,” Ashley advised.

Spencer knew she should take the advice. Ashley was such a free spirit but she herself found it harder to let it go. Ashley was right, though. Worrying all night wouldn’t change her mark, so it was better if she just-

“Massage?” Ashley inquired, interrupting Spencer’s thoughts. She knew it would perk Spencer up a little.

“Yesss,” Spencer’s eyes lit up and she immediately stripped her shirt off. “My back is killing me from cheerleading. Madison’s gotten obsessed with back-bends lately.”

“One sec…” Ashley said as she jumped off the bed and padded to the bathroom. Spencer listened to Ashley prattling around, opening and shutting doors until she found what she was looking for.

“I saw this at Lush and thought of you straight away,” Ashley said, climbing back into bed, “It’s a massage bar. You heat it up in your hands and it melts into massage oil. Cool, huh?” She added, passing it to Spencer for inspection.