We pulled up to private underground parking garage, and I was amazed. She said apartment. This is a condo. A very nice condo. This place had to be worth $800,000. I guess I was very lost in thought, because next thing I know the car stoped and turned off. I looked over at Ashley, still with a stunned look on my face.

"Wow, this place is beautiful." I said.

"Yeah. That’s why I bought it."

"I thought you said you lived in an apartment?"

"Oh. Did I say that? Whoops." I laughed at the look on her face. "What do you except from the daughter of rock star, Raife Davies."

"I knew the last name, Davies, sounded familiar."

"Yup. Daddy left me his fortune. Well, I got half. My sister got the other part of it."

"You have a sister?"

"Yes. Her name is Kyla Woods. Her mom and my dad hooked up during one of my dad’s tours. He was still with my mom at that point. Though, when she found out he got another women pregnet, they divorced."

"I’m sorry."

"Don’t be. My mom was a bitch. I would have cheated on her too. Even though it’s wrong. She deserved it. Anyways, what do you say we get outta here and up to the condo?"

"Yeah." With that, we jumped out of the car and started walking to a door in the back of the garage. I’m pretty sure this lead to the inside of the house.

Half way there, I felt a soft, warm hand slip into mine and intertwine our fingers. I gazed over at Ashley only to see her smiling at me. I smiled back and squeezed her hand. That made her smile even bigger. We got to the door, and she unlocked it with one hand while the other one was still holding mine. Ashley guided me in to the living room whick was well decorated in a modern style.

"Hey, I’m gonna change into something more comfortable. Do you want something too?"

"Yes, that would be great."

"Ok, then. Follow me." She led me into her room, which was also modernly decorated. I stood in the door way, while Ashley rummaged throgh her drawers. "Here." She told me, tossing me a wife beater and some booty shorts.

"Thanks." I gave the clothes a quick look, but then my eyes drifted back over to Ashley. Her back was facing me. She pulled her shirt off, exposing her tan back. I could see the white bra strap taking up a small portion of her back. Ashley turned around to face me, before putting her black tank top on.

"Oh, sorry. Do you want to use the bathroom." Hell no. I want to see you strip.

"Umm, no. I’m good." Then I started to slip off my jeans. She was stairing at me. I could feel her eyes on me. I liked this feeling. I glanced back up at her. "See something youl like?" I purred.

"Uhh. I… I… ummm." I giggled at her.

"You sure have a way with words." Awww, now she’s blushing.

"Oh, the things you do to me. You will never know."

"I think I have an idea." We laughed and finish dressing.

"So you hungry?" Ashley asked.

"I thought you would never ask. I’m starving!" I exaggerated.

"How does pizza sound?"

"Great."

"Cool. I’m go order us some now. Do you like a veggie lovers pizza?"

"Yup. I’ll eat anything."

"That’s good to know." She chuckled.

I took a seat on the couch and Ashley grabbed the phone. After a few mintues she got off the phone and sat down on the oppostie side of the couch to me.

"So, Spence, tell me about yourself."

"Well, I moved from Ohio to L.A when I was 10 years old for my mom’s job. She is a doctor. My dad is a social worker. He’s the best. And then, you already know my brother, Glen."

"Yeah. He’s an ass."

"Exactly what I think." I giggled. "Can I ask you a question."

"Sure."

"When did you first know you were gay?"

"In the 7th grade. I had this huge crush on a girl. At first I thought I missed her because we used to be really good friends. And then we didn’t talk anymore, but after a while I knew it was more than that."

"So you just knew?"

"Yup." We were interupted by the door bell ringing. "That’s the pizza." She said, while hoping up to get the door.