"What are you complaining about?" Ashley said, annoyed.

"Nothing, gah," Kyla waves her hands in the air, "I just forgot something at the store, and have to go back."

Ashley didnt seem to mind. She just raised an eyebrow and turned her back from her sister. I lean in my chair a little bit, as she bends over to get some milk. I thank the lord that the milk is far behind some other crap, because that means she gets to stay bent over for longer. I bite my lip again.

"Spencer, do you mind coming with me?" I am distracted by Kyla’s annoying words. I am pretty shy and quiet. My head turns to face her, and I’m trying to think of an excuse, so I could stay near Ashley. "Well," I begin, stumbling, "I…I’m not feeling too well, is it okay if I just wait here for you?" I plead with my eyes and try to appear sick.

Kyla moans again.

"Gah, fine. You just wait here I guess."

I attempt to hide my smirk. Ashley is now pouring her milk and trying to find something to eat. Call me a stalker, I dont care. She’s too hot for me to care. It’s not like Ashley would eve date me. She has a girlfriend, a serious one at that matter. And her girlfriend is HOT. There’s no way she would date some loser sophmore.

Either way, Kyla left and I positioned myself on a chair in their living room. Ashley didnt say much to me, just to feel free to get something to eat or drink. That was before she headed upstairs, I’m assuming to take a shower because I heard the water running a little while later.

See, I always imagine in my head what Ashley would look like naked. What I wouldnt give to walk in to my room one day and see her there, lying nude, waiting for me to take her. I only ever slept with one girl before. I dont have that much experience. But sometimes, in my fantasies, I dream about dominating her. I dream about hearing her whimper below me, so much that she knows that nobody will ever please her as good as I can.