“alright troops, here’s the misson” aiden had called up sean, clay, and Chelsea in hopes of spreading the word about the change in venue for the night but somehow Boz had ended up in the mix too. “the parties been moved to the carlin residence, clay, our many thanks” he nodded at clay, clay nodding back “and we need to let…130 people know that. so let’s hit it!” cell phones flipped open and dials were being pressed. “look, aiden, my man” sean had pulled aiden aside “I just wanted to let you personally know that the kegs have been picked up and my man trey’s going to set up a little bar joint in the kitchen, real classy.” “I like where your heads at man” aiden replied, clapping him on the back. Ash was his girl. With Spencer in tow, he was determined to make the night special for her.

“okay, quick review” spencer was in ashley’s closet whispering in fear of being heard. “I’ll say I forgot my purse and we’ll come back to my place, at like…8. you guys just be ready to jump out and yell surprise” “wait, why would you need your purs—ahh, the dinner date. nice, carlin.” “sweet, I’ll see you at 8. Oh, and aiden?” “yeah?” “try not to get too toasted by the time we get there.” “will do” aiden laughed.

“you look…stunning” and boy, did she. Ashley, if possible, looked hotter than usual and the exultation she received from spencer made the effort all the more worth it. Ashley was wearing a deep green slinky halter top and pair of jeans that would make the most devout Christian woman cross her legs in frustration. “all for you” she smiled, kissing spencer on the cheek. “are you going to tell me where we’re going anyways?” “nope, but I will say we have to stop at my house to pick up my purse” Ashley cocked an eyebrow suspiciously, but, nevertheless grabbed her keys. “let’s go, romeo” she stated holding the door open for spencer and stepping out into the sunset.

“hey, sean, this place is filling up fast. I didn’t know a hundred and thirty people actually meant a hundred and thirty people.” “welcome to partying in LA, my man.” sean laughed. the carlin home was full of semi-familiar faces. music was blaring, you could feel the bass thump when you walked across the room, and it smelled heavily of alcohol. in the living room a few football players had formed a small conglomerate and were heading off a small game of beer pong. “she’s coming! she’s coming!” a small portion of people ran to hide, the rest picked up a beer and found a place to sit, ready to yell surprise and get back to party. “lights off! lights off!” someone had got the timing off and in the first 40 seconds of silence there was a low moan in the back of the room followed by a series of whoops and “what the fuck??”s. the door creaked open dispersing the first fragments of light the house had seen in 2minutes. ‘SURPRISE!” the delivery was perfectly executed. “Surprise, babe!” Spencer said, pulling Ashley into an embrace. the poor girl couldn’t move. yea, she suspected a surprise party but she didn’t really think it would happen. “you are so amazing, spencer. you have no idea” “awww…” the crowd said in unison, laughing at the happy couple. “shut up! let’s party!” Ashley yelled, holding spencer’s hand up in the air as she sexily led them into the middle of the room (the dance floor). “everytime we touch” by cascada was blaring. “come here…” Ashley said pulling spencer’s body into her own, swaying and grinding in time with the music. “every time we touch” by cascada was playing, not that it mattered. the only thing on the blonde and brunette’s mind was getting closer. the thought of being so intimate and inappropriate in front of all those people, it was an aphrodisiac. their bodies became intertwined and at some point during the chorus the lights had been turned off and the only things illuminating the otherwise dim room were large strobe lights placed strategically in different locations. beads of sweat began to formulate on spencer’s face, making her lips glisten even more. Ashley steered them towards a wall, keeping up with the rhythm and never breaking eye contact. she pushed spencer hard against it, grinding her leg between her girlfriends, the task made easier by spencer’s skirt. “fuck, ash…” as loud as the music was, Ashley was able to distinguish her girlfriends moan of pleasure, seizing the opportunity by crashing their mouths together, desperately wanting to feel her, sense her urgency. Ashley could feel Spencer’s wetness through her panties, providing a delicious friction. By now Spencer had tossed her head back, no longer restricting her declarations of desire. she pulled Ashley closer, lips lingering on her ears, “let’s go upstairs.”