Previously on Bringing it Home:

‘Spencer?’ Again I was helpless as my body took over. 

My ass lifted off the bed as my hips thrust up to meet the probing finger tip. I opened my eyes and Amy pulled back so I could see Maggie poised to enter me. Could this get any hotter? No, I didn’t think so either! 

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It was lunchtime again already and my head hurt. I’d had a shitty morning. thanks to Stephanie and her bitches. Oh? Did I skip that part? Sorry, I’ll fill you in.

Earlier that morning I’d once again been accosted by Stephanie. I was innocently moving between classes. I didn’t even even have Austin’s support as I usually did at locker time.

I was daydreaming about random stuff. If I remember correctly I was just thinking about TV shows. Like how I wish the writers of Gossip Girl would just get over themselves and get Serena and Blair together. I know! Wouldn’t that be so hot? There’s already bags of subtext there. 

Oh, and as you know I’m a Buffy fan. What I wouldn’t have given for Buffy and Faith to smack down and get all wet and dirty if ya know what I mean. Talk about sexual tension. With that Slayer strength a good time would have been had by all. 

Actually, what I wouldn’t give to have Eliza Dushku bent over and…Fuck me the thought just gets me dripping, good job I have some clean panties in my gym bag for such emergencies…Mmmm! See I think that’s why I find Kate so attractive, she’s the spitting image of Eliza, lucky, lucky Addison. 

Ah, well! It’s such a shame that there isn’t a show where two hot girls just get it on and live happily ever after. I’d be a fan!

‘Spencer!’ 

No. Fucking. Way! This could not be happening right now. In my current state of mind the last person I wanted to speak to was the representative of all things Satanic.

‘Hey, Spencer!’ 

No, ignoring her wasn’t going to work. OK game face!

‘Sorry, Stephanie. I didn’t hear you. Thinking about class.’ I offered up a fake smile for her consumption.

‘Sure,’ I think she bought it.

‘So anyway Spence have you had time to fully consider my offer?’ She simpered. Ugh! She was still harping on about cheer leading