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    Grow Old With Me – (Chapter: Can’t Keep My Hands Off Of You)

    “That’s good at least,” I replied.

    “Yup,” she said as she put her glass back down on the table. “Wanna know what’s really good though?”

    “What?”

    “This,” she told me as she leaned in for a kiss, beginning our cycle over again… not that I minded or anything. As her hand traveled further up my thigh, and I noticed my body’s… reaction to it, I knew we had to move the party somewhere more private.

    “Bathroom?” I asked, licking my lips and tasting Spencer.

    “Sure,” she responded. I got up and took a few steps forward but noticed she didn’t follow.

    “Spence?”

    “Yeah?”

    “What are you doing?”

    “Um… sitting…. Oh! Did you want me to come?” she asked, completely clueless.

    “Duh.” I laughed as she scrambled to get up. I kissed her quickly as I led her towards the bathroom. “You’re cute, did you know that?”

    “Yup,” she laughed.

    Luckily, the VIP bathrooms were just single bathrooms, no stalls. Spencer and I bounded past the attendant and she barely managed to lock the door as I started kissing her. She surprised me though, pushing me gently against the wall before taking off my skirt.

    “We don’t have that much time,” I said quietly. She just giggled drunkenly and I felt her hand moving closer and closer to its destination. I leaned back and relaxed, letting her take it from there.

     

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    “…so he shows up at our hotel door at like 4 in the morning, completely naked, asking if we could help him fix the heater in his room ‘cause he’s freezing,” Ashley said as we sat at the table with a bunch of other people who were all hysterically laughing at the story. “Let’s just say I won the bet that night.” It was getting late and the alcohol was just making me tired at this point. Not to mention the fact that it was freezing… you don’t need the air conditioning on during a New York City winter.

    “Ok my turn. We were in, I think Minneapolis, and Ash was out of her mind on god knows what… doesn’t realize her mike is still on when we were sitting down after the show… so she starts talking about how the manager was like, this fat, ugly douchebag and the guy hears and literally chases us out of the club,” Ben explained. Ashley was nearly in tears through her laughter at this point. “And Ash is all angry… she pulls her skirt up and pops a squat… pees right on the front step of the building.” Even I’m laughing by now… I could totally picture her doing that. Other people in the group started telling stories though, and they just weren’t interesting. I put my head on her shoulder and she rubbed my arm.

    Comments

    1. awww….cute. and damn…they were freakin horny! lol. sorry i havent commented, but my computer only likes to comment when it wants to…aka its a piece of crap. but welcome back!

    2. Um, I have to leave for work tomorrow at 7:15 a.m. so I’d appreciate it if you could send Spencer around by me at 6:45 a.m. to…make me breakfast…yeah, that’s it, breakfast. Fantastic, as always, Kozmicblues!

    3. awww….cute. and damn…they were freakin horny! lol. sorry i havent commented, but my computer only likes to comment when it wants to…aka its a piece of crap. but welcome back!

    4. Um, I have to leave for work tomorrow at 7:15 a.m. so I’d appreciate it if you could send Spencer around by me at 6:45 a.m. to…make me breakfast…yeah, that’s it, breakfast. Fantastic, as always, Kozmicblues!

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