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    Famous – (Chapter: 5: The one with the Dream)

    “I hope you realise…” she was cut off by the sound of a phone ringing, as she opened her eyes she realised she had been dreaming and sighed frustrated. She rolled over and picked up the receiver.

    “Hello!” She stated grumpily into the phone.

    “Hey sleepy head, did you have a good sleep?” Spencer beamed down the phone, she couldn’t believe how happy just Ashley’s voice over the phone made her.

    “Erm kind of” Ashley trailed off.

    “Kind of? Baby what’s wrong?” Spencer said concerned.

    “I was having a very nice dream, and right now I could kill you for ringing” Ashley closed her eyes and was instantly met with the image of Spencer in that underwear stood at the door, grinning sexily.

    “Oh baby I’m sorry, if you would rather have a dream than me, I will go” she teased.

    “Hell no! I miss my woman!” Ashley smiled.

    “So tell me about this dream, or is it nc-17?” Spencer flirted.

    “Not quite but if you had left it another 10 minutes it defiantly would have been” Ashley frowned, wondering if she will ever know the rest of that dream.

    “Come home tonight and whatever it was, I will do” Spencer pleaded, she tried not to do it because she knew it must make Ashley feel awful, but sometimes she just couldn’t help herself.

    “Oh babe I wish I could, I would walk home just to hold your beautiful face in my hands and kiss your wonderful lips” Ashley smiled, she had never been the sweet and sentimental kind, but Spencer brought it out in her, and she had to admit, she kind of liked it.

    “So come on…. Spill” Spencer sighed knowing that the conversation could dampen both their moods if not careful.

    “Well, I was home and sat on our bed, and you walked in the room wearing this short black silk robe, then you took it off and you were wearing this HOT underwear, then you straddled me and told me you were going to fuck me senseless” Ashley caught her breath as she said the last bit wishing so much that she was home right now.

    “Aw baby, I’m sorry I woke you up, maybe if you get time you could go shopping and find that underwear and I will let you in on what happens next, when you get home…” Spencer trailed off.

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