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    makedamnsure – (Chapter: One: Suck My Kiss)

    Spencer was in fact, very alive. The adrenaline she felt from the bike coupled with her overactive imagination of having her crotch pressed so close to Ashley’s ass was making her horny. She tightened her grip around Ashley, breathing in the other girl’s scent. “I’m okay,” she whispered. Did she just imagine that, or did Ashley actually tremble?

    Ashley chuckled throatily. “Okay Bonnie, you’re gonna need to let go,” she said, patting Spencer’s arms.

    Spencer reluctantly released her grip on the other girl and got off the bike, stumbling slightly. Ashley laughed and dismounted the bike with grace. She leaned against the bike, smiling at the blonde. Spencer took the helmet off and handed it to Ashley. “Thanks.”

    “No problem.”

    “Would you maybe want to come in?” Spencer asked shyly. She was attracted to the brunette, even though she had been turned down earlier that night. All because Ashley was in a committed relationship! But Spencer was in need of some attention, sex-wise, and she definitely was not going down without a fight, pardon the pun.

    Ashley shrugged and followed Spencer towards the house. “Mom, I’m home!” Spencer called as she pushed the front door open.

    “In the kitchen!” Spencer gestured for Ashley to follow her. “You’re home early, Spence,” Paula commented. “Oh, you brought a friend?”

    “Yeah, I hit my head on a cabinet earlier tonight and Ashley volunteered to get me home for some rest,” Spencer smiled, giving her mom a kiss. Ashley waved awkwardly from the doorway.

    Paula waved back before giving Spencer a pointed glace. “Spence. You agreed to the rules.”

    “Mom!” Spencer whined, grabbing a bottle of water. “It’s not like that. We’re leaving now.”

    Ashley raised an eyebrow. “What was that about?” she asked as Spencer whisked her away to her room.

    Spencer blushed. “Well uh, I came out to my parents a couple of years ago, and my mom had a pretty hard time accepting it. But she did eventually, although her acceptance came with a whole bunch of rules.”

    Ashley sat on the edge of Spencer’s bed. “What rules?”

    “Um, you know, basic mom-stuff. Like, even though my parents are pretty okay with it now, the rest of my family are not, like my grandma and my aunts. So I’ve still got to pretend I’m totally straight during family gatherings and stuff. Thanksgiving and Christmas aren’t fun because of that.”

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