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“Ashley why don’t you wait in the living room,” Lucy suggested but my mind was on Spencer, how tone she was, her flat stomach, perky breasts even inside the bra I saw they were perfect hand size with maybe a tiny bit left and her…

“Ashley!”

”What?” I asked tearing my eyes away from Spencer’s ass.

“I said wait outside,”

”Why?”

”Because I want this masterpiece to be a surprise,” Lucy winked.

“Fine,” I sauntered out of the room and sat on the couch to wait and wait and wait. I ended up in several different directions while lying on the couch bored out of my mind, finally I walked to the guest room to change into my club attire. Blue jeans snug on my hips and accentuating all my curves with a v cut shirt showing enough cleavage that the bouncer won’t think twice about me with my two inch heels, big enough to make me taller but still able to run or dance in with out swaying.

Damn I look hot, I thought checking myself out in the mirror, running my hands down the front of my shirt and skirt getting all the wrinkles out than reaching over and plucking a silver necklace with a gold diamond dolphin hanging from it off of the dresser, my father gave it to me as a thirteenth birthday present. Thinking of my parents brought the tears to the corner of each eyes but like every other time I forced them away, taking deep breaths, releasing them and along with the memories I tried not to remember. Pushing my hair to the left over my shoulder I brought the necklace to my neck, reaching behind me to fasten it.

“Ash check it out,” Lucy squealed behind me.

“What?” it came out irritated because I was trying to get the necklace tied and not think about my parents but when I turned to see what she was talking about the necklace was forgotten about as it slid from my now sweaty fingers and dropped to the floor in slow motion.

Spencer stood next to Lucy, staring at the ground, hands wringing together in nervousness but I didn’t notice to much as I again scanned her. This time a lot of indecent thoughts seeped into my brain and pooled inside my jeans. Blond hair was pulled back, half up in a pony tail, half down curled flowing perfectly around her face and on her shoulders. Instead of the usual t-shirt I’d seen her in she wore a blue stretch mesh lace strap top which brought out her baby blue eyes even more, giving her the appearance of some eighteen year old trying to look like some innocent naughty child with a black mini skirt  barely going three inches below her ass, enough coverage where she can sit down with no trouble along with beach styled flip flops that a lot of guys preferred now a days. Her make up was light on the eyes and blush, deep crimson lipstick on her lips sparkling because of a clear gloss spread on top of it making her lips stand out and look so supple and puffy, perfect kissing lips.