“You used to love the fact that I’m a handful, why I remember you telling me that yourself that afternoon in the girls locker room. You remember that, right?”

Spencer’s blush returner with the memory of that afternoon. Ashley had been wearing one of her barely there tank tops that left her midriff bare and it had driven Spencer crazy. So crazy in fact that she had kidnapped Ashley and shoved her into the girls locker room and slammed her up against a wall. She remembered the weightiness of Ashley’s breasts in her hands as she had whispered how she loved the feel of them, how they filled up her palms perfectly. How no one would fit so perfectly in her hands as Ashley did. She blushed again as Ashley’s rather enthusiastic reaction to those words flooded her memory.

“Ah, not exactly what I meant, not to say that I didn’t mean that too. No, wait, I mean that day I meant that, but today I meant…Oh, crap, stuff it. Are we there yet?”

She was babbling like an idiot and it was the cutest thing Ashley had ever seen. She could not help but laugh at the flustered woman sitting there all red faced again.

“Don’t worry, Spence, I know what you meant. And yeah, I actually think we’re at the first stop.”

The rest of the day went smoothly, they saw a total of nine houses before sitting down for a late lunch or very early dinner, depending on your own opinion. Spencer had practically fallen in love with the fourth house they saw. It was a double story with windows everywhere, giving you a view of vast blue ocean that took your breath away.

“I say that’s your winner. Kyla would love that view and Glen will go bananas for the entertainment center. It’s perfect really, not too many other houses in the vicinity, so they would have peace and quiet, but still only a ten minute drive from a couple of restaurants and boutiques and stuff. It really is the perfect holiday house.”

Ashley only nodded in agreement. She was pretty tired if she was honest, Spencer made her walk through all nine houses twice, sometimes even three times, pointing things out and asking the Estate agent questions that Ashley would never even have thought of. Like stuff about security systems and crime rates in the area, if there was any developments near by that could later detract from the property value. So many things that Ashley had actually started feeling sorry for estate agents.