“Well have a good time, Ashley.” Jess spat as she stepped by me glancing at Ashley. “Just a little warning though Spencer is a love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of gal these days. So I hope you are ok with a quickie”

I had just about enough of this whole show and was about to send Jess packing when I heard Ashley speak.

“I don’t know who the HELL you are,” poking Jess in her shoulder “Or what the hell is going on here.  But I DO know that I am not some co-ed flavor of the month looking for a ‘quickie’ with Blondie over here!  All I came over for was some help with my grandma’s favorite horse who is sick as hell right now. Some how I got pulled in to the lesbo version of Girls Gone Wild!” Ashley yelled standing two inches from Jess’ face. 

Holy shit this girl had some spunk.

If I hadn’t been standing in my underwear, half drunk with a pounding headache and highly embarrassed I might have been turned on by the fact that there were two very hot girls about to throw down in my studio.  Jess wasn’t backing down and neither was Ashley.

“Listen Jess I think you should go.” I jumped in quickly before round two started.  I grabbed my wallet off the kitchen counter “Here is some money for the taxi ride back to Davis. I promise I will call you later and explain.”

“Whatever Spencer.  You didn’t call last time and I don’t expect you to call this time.”  She snapped.

“Fine if that’s the way you want it Jess.” I said exasperated.  “Hey, I want my favorite sweatshirt back before you go.”

This was the wrong thing to say. With a look of fury like I had never seen before Jess pulled off the sweatshirt leaving her with just her bra on and tossed the hoody into my face.  I don’t think there would be any reconciling between us.

With that she was out the door, leaving me to face a very confused Ashley alone.  I turned back to catch Ashley stifling a laughing behind her hand.

“You are still in your underwear.” she said with a smirk on her face.