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    Fame – (Chapter: Helluscination)

    Ashley felt the bed shift and smiled when she realized Spencer was back.  Apart of her was looking forward to the message but a bigger part of her was hoping it’d turn out to be more…..sexual than soothing. “So, how good are you at this?” She asked quietly, feeling Spencer straddle the back of her thigh, just below her backside; the denim on the blonde’s leg settling between her own jean clad thighs. “Spencer,” she gasped when she felt cold thick liquid land on the small of her naked back.

    “Sorry.” Spencer mumbled, not meaning for any of the baby oil to spill on Ashley yet. She was so lost in her own thoughts that she forgot all about the bottle in her hands. Staring at Ashley’s naked back was becoming a huge distraction and she wondered how long the message would remain innocent before one of them completely gave into their desires. She then remembered Ashley’s question and smiled wickedly. Running her hands up the expanse of Ashley’s back, Spencer dug blunt nails in the skin between her shoulder blades before scratching her way back down to the small of her back. Ashley whimpered lightly when she felt feather like kisses being placed up her spine, on the nape of her neck, and finally on her ear and cheek. “I’m very good at this,” She husked nibbling on a fleshy lobe.

    Ashley moaned when she felt Spencer’s naked breasts and warm abdomen crushed against her back, followed by the blonde’s sexy voice and seductive behavior; the words ‘be careful what you wish for’ came to mind and she hoped self-control would be enough to keep her from turning over and completely ravishing the blonde.  “Believe me, I believe you.” She groaned feeling Spencer sit up again. She sort of missed the full body contact but realized not feeling Spencer’s breasts against her back was probably for the best. “I understand why I’m naked from the waist up,” She turned her head and her gaze landed on Spencer’s exposed torso. “But what’s you’re excuse?” She asked, throat suddenly dry as she stared at Spencer’s erect nipples. God.. her boobs are so fucking perfect! she thought feeling a slight stirring in her pants. Ashley quickly looked away and internally groaned. How am I going to get through this without exploding? Er, just don’t look back, she quickly answered herself. “Easier said then done.” She mumbled under her breath.

    Comments

    1. Awww poor Ashley. I wonder if she really quits or not. Something tells me no but ya never know. Maybe she’ll finally come to her senses and I’m very intrigued by the conversation she had with Pops. Something tells me there is going to be some serious career changes.

    2. I love this story soooo much. Spencer please help Ashley. I want her to get better. Can’t wait for the next update. Keep it up. You are an incredible writer.

    3. i’m afraid spence is going to leave her just for a little while, you know help her into a facility or something but say they can’t be togther cause it freaked her out to watch ash cut her arms…pms i hope ash gets better soon i hate hate hate pops

    4. I’m so thankful to hear Ashley admit she needs help…that’s the first step to recovery. And to have Spencer there to lovingly help her through this difficult time in her life is the greatest gift Ashley could ever receive. Superb and creative writing that has woven life, soul and spirit into intriguing and believable characters. BRAVO! PMS

    5. damn ash. i think i felt my heart break when she said, “It scares me so fucking much, Spencer. I….I need help, don’t I?” She looked over at Spencer with pleading brown eyes. “Can you help me?” of course she’ll help you, she loves you. :( i love this story. PMS PLZ!!!!

    6. i have just returned from a two and a half week long trip to a third world country with absolutely no internet service to find 40 pages worth of this story that i hadnt read. it felt as if christmas came early this year. i put off reading harry potter to read this, and harry potter is like.. my guilty pleasure. scratch that. guilty obsession. so that means im dangerusly in love with your fic. so glad to hear that you may be able to update more sooner. please do!!!

    7. Awww poor Ashley. I wonder if she really quits or not. Something tells me no but ya never know. Maybe she’ll finally come to her senses and I’m very intrigued by the conversation she had with Pops. Something tells me there is going to be some serious career changes.

    8. I love this story soooo much. Spencer please help Ashley. I want her to get better. Can’t wait for the next update. Keep it up. You are an incredible writer.

    9. i’m afraid spence is going to leave her just for a little while, you know help her into a facility or something but say they can’t be togther cause it freaked her out to watch ash cut her arms…pms i hope ash gets better soon i hate hate hate pops

    10. I’m so thankful to hear Ashley admit she needs help…that’s the first step to recovery. And to have Spencer there to lovingly help her through this difficult time in her life is the greatest gift Ashley could ever receive. Superb and creative writing that has woven life, soul and spirit into intriguing and believable characters. BRAVO! PMS

    11. damn ash. i think i felt my heart break when she said, “It scares me so fucking much, Spencer. I….I need help, don’t I?” She looked over at Spencer with pleading brown eyes. “Can you help me?” of course she’ll help you, she loves you. :( i love this story. PMS PLZ!!!!

    12. i have just returned from a two and a half week long trip to a third world country with absolutely no internet service to find 40 pages worth of this story that i hadnt read. it felt as if christmas came early this year. i put off reading harry potter to read this, and harry potter is like.. my guilty pleasure. scratch that. guilty obsession. so that means im dangerusly in love with your fic. so glad to hear that you may be able to update more sooner. please do!!!

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