After school, I went with Carmen to the room she worked in inside of Chelsea’s studio. After we finished cleaning up all the candles, sheets, and sweeping up the rose petals, Carmen set out all her painting stuff. She honestly had so many types of paints in different colors, that I didn’t quite understand how she’d actually need to use all of them in her life. “Why don’t you sit down on the cot, Spence.” She suggested. “The cot from last night?” I asked, giggling. “We need to wash the sheets and blanket. I think Chelsea should just let us have this. Otherwise she’s probably gonna want to throw it out.” Carmen crinkled her nose in amusement and told me to hold still so she could paint me in my normal ‘Spencer-y’ pose. “Spencer you look hot.” She said excitedly once she was almost done. “If you haven’t noticed, Carmen, I am hot. SMOKIN’ HOT.” I replied cockily. “Yeah well, I’m waaayyy better looking than you still.” She retorted. I snorted with laughter.  “In your dreams. The only thing you’re better looking than is Michael Jackson. And even then I’m not so sure sometimes.” “Oh really?” she asked, in mock amusement. “Let’s see how good you look with PAINT on your face!” she cried, flicking her brush at me. “AGHH!!” Flecks of paint landed on my arm as I used it to shield my face. Carmen smirked at me from behind her easel. “I’ll get you back for that.” I growled playfully. I came over to her and she wiped off the paint with a towel. Her painting of me was like a picture! “Whoa.” Even the shade of my eyes was matched in the painting. I noticed she had taken the liberty of painting my skirt as short as possible. “I’m not sure my skirt was THAT short when I was sitting down.” I remarked. “Uh, yeah it was Spence. It rode up. Believe me, I know.”

                I blushed in embarrassment. “Oops.” I noticed it was starting to get dark. I should probably go over to Ashley’s and have our planned talk. “I love painting with you.” “Me too.” She added. “But I really should get going now.” My other lover awaits me. “Do you really have to go?” she asked seductively, reaching out and putting her hand in mine. Her eyes turned several shades darker and she was biting down on her lip suggestively. Oh crap. I’m in trouble. She drew me closer to her, putting her arms around my neck and pulling me into a passionate kiss. I moaned into it instantly. Waves of pleasure rippled through my body and straight to my center. Ashley.. can wait, right? I mean, what’s another oh, hour, at the most? I didn’t exactly specify the time anyway. My tongue dueled with hers for dominance, tasting her tongue and her sweet mouth at the same time. I could feel myself starting to get really hot and bothered. My needs had gone unmet last night since I had wanted it to be all about Carmen, so it was pretty easy for me to get horny quickly. Carmen pushed me against the wall, breaking our kiss once we both needed air. Both of us were panting heavily. “I just want to return the favor from last night.” She growled huskily, getting down on her knees and running her hands down my neck, my breasts, my belly, and to my skirt. “I know how much you love it when I go down on you.” I could feel a surge of wetness in my panties from anticipation.