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    Don’t Turn Off the Lights – (Chapter: One Shot?)

     

    “Up…” Spencer says looking down at her girlfriend. Ashley nods and carefully begins to stand with Spencer still positioned on her shoulders. Spencer places her hands on the ceiling above her once Ashley is standing firmly.

     

    “Now what?” Ashley asks Spencer huskily.

     

    “Mmm…I’m sure you can think of something…” Spencer says winking down at the brunette.

     

    Ashley smiles and takes in the sight of her girlfriend’s center right in front of her. She dives her tongue forward deep inside hearing the moans from Spencer. As she continues to suck and lick a loud cracking sound comes from the door.

     

    Spencer unaware of the noise begins to move her hips against her girlfriend’s face. Ashley never removes her tongue and out of the corner of her eyes notices the zombies coming through the door. She speeds up her tongue and Spencer’s hips begin to buck harder.

     

    Spencer pushes up on the ceiling as her body erupts again in an intense orgasm. She slumps against the wall and Ashley lowers her body again to keep Spencer from falling. She holds onto her girlfriend closing her eyes as the zombies get nearer. Then all goes quiet.

     

    She opens her eyes and sees the zombies have disappeared vanished into thin air. The door is still completely demolished but there are no signs of the zombies. The door to the bathroom opens and Paula and Aiden step out. They look around and smile widely knowing that the horrific ordeal was over.

     

    Ashley looks at Spencer with a wide smile and laughs at how the blonde is still recovering. “We did it Spence…”

     

    Paula clears her throat and walks towards Ashley. Ashley backs up a few steps aware that she is still completely nude. She runs into the small bed and falls backwards with a soft thump.

     

    Paula gets closer to the naked brunette and leans down next to Ashley’s ear. “It’s my turn now…”

     

    —-

     

    “AHHHH!!!!!” Ashley cries out into the darkness. She looks around the room and sees that they are in their hotel room in Acapulco. She runs a hand through her hair and sighs heavily remembering the dream.

     

    She looks over at the blonde head that is lying on the pillow next to her. She leans forward to kiss the blonde locks and the body moves under the touch. She slides her hand across the smooth skin of the blonde’s back and hears a moan.

     

    She leans down to capture the blonde’s lips and notices that they don’t feel the same. She reaches over to turn on the light and literally jumps two feet in the air as Paula Carlin’s face stares back at her.

     

    “Hey sweetie…bad dream?” Paula says smiling reaching for the brunette.

     

    Ashley rubs her eyes over and over hoping to wake up soon. She keeps saying over and over to herself that it’s all just a bad dream. She closes her eyes and when she opens them again Paula’s lips are only a couple of inches away.

     

    “Baby…I was wondering if we could try something…” The blonde reaches past the brunette to the night stand and holds an oddly shaped cucumber in her hands. “Doesn’t this kind of look like the baby Jesus?” The blonde asks laughing.

     

    —-

     

    “FUCK!” Ashley screams as the images of Paula holding the baby Jesus shaped cucumber in her hands keeps playing.

     

    She looks to her right and tentatively reaches out to touch the warm body next to her. Spencer groans and shifts her weight as she gets comfortable once more while she sleeps. “No…don’t wanna get up…” She mumbles into her pillow.

     

    Ashley leans her head against the headboard of their hotel bed and shakes her head. She slides down wrapping her arms around Spencer never wanting to close her eyes again for fear of another nightmare.

     

    She reaches for the remote and flips on the T.V. She goes through channel after channel of telenovelas and Spanish talk shows when she comes to a news channel. She can’t understand what the woman is saying and squints her eyes at the screen. The picture changes on the screen and Ashley clutches Spencer as she sees an army of Zombies terrorizing Mexico City…I guess not everything stays a dream.

     

    THE END…or is it?

    Comments

    1. Wow that was the most orignal Spashley story ever! So funny I love it when Paula says “My turn.” I couldn’t stop laughing. That was perfect haha.

    2. Wow that was the most orignal Spashley story ever! So funny I love it when Paula says “My turn.” I couldn’t stop laughing. That was perfect haha.

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