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    Preciosa – (Chapter: The Cabin Part Three)

     

    “Oh…I like that last idea…Ow…” Ashley said rubbing her leg where Spencer had slapped her.

     

    “There will not be any half-naked bridesmaids at our wedding.”

     

    “Aww…no fun…” Ashley said pouting.

     

    “How bout we compromise?”

     

    “Ok well what do you have in mind?”

     

    “I was thinking that since you appreciate the female body SO very much.” Spencer said sarcastically. “We could allow the bridesmaids to show some cleavage. How does that sound?”

     

    “Let me think…yeah I guess that could work. Although I’m more of an ass girl myself.”

     

    “Oh really? What do you think of mine?”

     

    “It’s mighty fine.” Ashley said sliding her hand down the blonde’s back and squeezing her behind. “Yes…mighty…mighty fine.”

     

    Spencer lifted her head and captured the brunette’s mouth. She slid her tongue inside and massaged Ashley’s tongue with her own.

     

    *KNOCK KNOCK*

     

    The girls broke apart and looked towards the door to find Paula with her arms crossed. “I just wanted to let you two know that dinner is ready.” She quickly turned and left the room.

     

    “Dun dun duuuun.” Ashley sang with a smile.

     

    Spencer looked at her with a stern glance. “Now come on…you have to work with me too here. Just try a little to make it seem like you believe her. Can you do that?”

     

    Ashley shrugged. “I guess…but I can’t say that I won’t kill her if she insists on calling me a tramp…or a slut…or a dyke…or an evil ‘Homosesual’…” Ashley said emphasizing the last word with a slight lisp.

     

    Spencer couldn’t help but laugh as she stood. They reached the dining room and took their seats. Paula had a fake smile on but tried to keep the conversation as light as possible.

     

    “So Ashley…have you two decided on your bridesmaids…or…bridesmen…yet?”

     

    “Not really…I think we were just going to mix the men and women for both sides.”

     

    “Interesting…and do you have a Maid of Honor or Best Man chosen?”

     

    “Well I was thinking I would have my sister Kyla be my Maid of Honor.”

     

    “Your sister?”

     

    “Yes.”

     

    “Oh I didn’t know you had a sister…” Paula said with surprise.

     

    “Well I haven’t actually told you yet so that’s probably why.” Ashley said taking a sip of her drink.

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