"So, can you leap tall buildings in a single bound?" Ashley blinked rapidly trying to understand the question. Spencer grinned pointing down at Ashley’s hands. The blue briefs had a large red and yellow ‘S’ embossed on the front. Smirking, Ashley gently poked Spencer in the stomach, letting her fingertips lightly graze against silken flesh, "I’ve never tried to leap a building, but I guess you could say they do give me special powers." Nervously eyeing the blond, Ashley tried to read her expression. Maybe, I went a little too far… She released a soft sigh when Spencer grinned, hopping on top of the washer next to hers. Pointing at her shirt, Ashley smiled, "Hey, we’re both girls right?" A tilted head was her only answer, "I really need to wash this shirt…I can wait…if you think it would bother you." Spencer shook her head and reached into her basket pulling out a magazine. Ashley quickly took off her shirt and stuffed it into the washer. Closing the lid, she shoved in her quarters and walked over to the building notice board.

Spencer tried to concentrate on whether Vince and Jennifer were really meant for each other, but the subtle play of muscles on the deliciously bare back of her neighbor kept drawing her eyes like magnets. Spencer felt her face burning when Ashley suddenly turned around, the black material of her sports bra leaving her taut abdomen completely exposed. Shaking her hair over her flushed face, Spencer peeked through the blond strands, mesmerized as Ashley fell forward, her extended hands gracefully catching her body, keeping it raised just inches from the floor. Ashley took a deep breath, letting her hands form fists against the cement. Using her arms to raise and lower her stiffened body, she began to count softly.

The washing machine’s motion stopped, jarring her out of her daze. Spencer gasped softly, surprised to find that her nipples were hard. She hopped off the washer and started carelessly throwing her clothes across the aisle into an open dryer. Finished, she sat down heavily on the top, blushing as Ashley’s whispers and the machine’s vibration added to her arousal. She yelped when the brunette suddenly exploded from the floor, grinning, "Sorry…" Spencer watched Ashley open the washers, quickly tossing her clothes into the other machines. Her eyes widened when Ashley turned around. Jumping off the dryer, she rushed to the smaller woman, "Oh my God…what happened to you?!" Ashley followed the blond’s concerned gaze to the ugly purple bruise on her side, "Match…I do a little kickboxing on the weekends." She laughed when Spencer’s eyes widened even more, "Really, Spence it’s no big deal..just a way for me to let off a little steam." Ashley gasped when Spencer’s soft fingers gently probed around the bruise. Her brow furrowed, "Ash…you might have bruised your ribs. Does it hurt when you laugh or cough?" Pulling Spencer’s hand away, Ashley smirked, "God…you sound like a doctor or something." Spencer stared down at their intertwined hands, whispering, "Ash, you know I’m a doctor and I really think you should get this looked at." Soft pressure forced her face up. Ashley let her hand linger under the blond’s chin, "I’m fine, really." She sighed noting Spencer’s pout, "Will it make you feel better if I get it checked out?" Her heart skipped a beat, when Spencer smiled brightly, nodding. Breathlessly, she finally responded, "Okay…just for you…I’ll go to the doctor’s."