"So did you bring anything to sleep in?" Kyla asked Spencer. I was wondering this myself.
"No." Spencer replied. Why did that not surprise me? Of course she didn't. I couldn't help but wonder if she was trying to seduce me. I mean I did feel her hand running down my back while we were watching Skins.
"You know Spencer you never answered my question from before." I reminded the blonde. "It's something that I would really like to know."
"What question was that?" Kyla asked curiously. That brought up something else that I was wondering. I might actually be able to get something out of her.
"I think another question would be 'what were you doing with Carmen?'." I asked my sister.
"I don't really want to talk about this around Spencer." Kyla remarked.
"Well I have to pee so you can talk while I go find the bathroom." Spencer suggested as she got up off the couch and walked away. I couldn't help but wonder if that was her way of dodging the question. But I can focus on that later. Right now I need to figure out what's going on with my sister. I looked at her tautly.
"Okay so talk." I said. "Why were you wearing a robe when you came down and why are you still wearing a robe?"
"Okay so you know how you're gay and all?" I asked, stuttering when she got to gay.
"Yeah." I replied as I wondered where all of this was going.
"Well I am too." She continued. "Carmen is my girlfriend."
"I guess it's in the Davies genes to love women." I joked. I noticed Kyla had a frown on her face. I pulled her into a hug. "Hey it's okay. I mean Carmen's not really my type but if you like her that's fine with me. But one more question needs to be answered. What were you two doing up there?"
I noticed a wide smile on Kyla's face. She had that 'I just got laid look on her face'. I had had that look a few times myself.
"Well I guess that answers that so did this study game involve pleasure when you got the answer or something?" I asked. I think that might have made Kyla turn into a tomato. Before she could answer, Spencer walked back into the room and retook her seat on the couch,
"Did you talk about everything you needed to talk about?" Spencer asked.
"Yeah we did." Kyla replied as she ran upstairs.
"So what were we talking about before?" Spencer asked.
"It was the question of whether or not you liked me." I repeated in slight annoyance
"Do you like me?" She asked.
"I do." I answered, hoping this would get an answer out of her. She seemed to have a lot of walls up that looked like they would be hard to break through. I waited for her to say something. She opened her mouth to speak then closed it again.
"Show me." She said.
"What?" I asked.
"Find some way to show that you like me without touching me." She demanded.
I grumbled as I tried to think of a way to impress her and show her. Then I remembered that chicks love music and being serenaded. I grabbed my guitar and started to play.
I'm wearing thin
I couldn't tell you the city I'm in
The streets and the buildings
And the places I've been
Or where the stars go when it's daylight again
Or where the time went
Oh who can save me now?
My life in the rearview
I'm running from Jesus
Don't know where I'm going to
I got nothing to lose
I'm fighting my demons
Been lookin for someone like you
I've been lookin for someone like you
I looked at her and noticed that she smiling but I don't think she wanted me to stop.
When the stars explode
And I'm all alone
When they start to see the smoke
When I finally burn out
I'll need someone to carry home
Safe and sound
My life in the rearview
I'm running from Jesus
Don't know where I'm going to
I got nothing to lose
I'm fighting my demons
Been lookin for someone like you
I've been lookin for someone like you
My life in the rearview
I'm running from Jesus
Don't know where I'm going to
I got nothing to lose
I'm fighting my demons
Been lookin for someone like you
I've been lookin for someone like you
As I played the last note, Spencer crashed her lips against mine. I was right. Chicks dig music indeed. Though kissing her wasn't exactly comfortable when we had a guitar between us. I pulled back so I could put it down. I could see a twinkle in her eye.
"That was the sweetest thing that anyone has ever done for me." She gushed.
"Would it still be sweet if I told you that I didn't write that song?" I asked.
"Who wrote it?" Spencer asked curiously.
"Boys Like Girls." I answered as she smiled. I didn't noticed how ironic it was that I used a song from a band with a very heterosexual name to serenade her. "So why exactly is it that you wanted to stay over here? Did you have some plan to seduce me or did you just think of it on the spot?"
"Well I kind of wanted to see what a night in Chateau Davies would be like." Spencer responded "And no I didn't plan this. I wouldn't have texted my mom if I did. But when Kyla said that your mom wouldn't be home, I knew that I would be able to stay over. So I've been here for about an hour and you still haven't showed me your room yet."
"You didn't exactly ask." I told her as I began to walk upstairs. I turned around and noticed that she was still standing there. "You coming?"
She began to follow behind me and we entered my room. I was messy from my changing excursion earlier but it wasn't any worse than Spencer's. It was just bigger than hers.
"This is as big as my living room." Spencer beamed. "Looks a little like it with a bed."
With that she jumped onto the coach.
"Glad to see that you like the couch because that's probably where you'll be sleeping." I said as I took a seat next to her. She had a cute little pout on her face.
"Aw come on don't I get to share your bed with you?" She pleaded.
"No you don't." I responded. "In order for that to happen we would have to go on a date first and I don't feel like going out again tonight."
"So you like to fuck girls on the first date?" She interrogated
"That is not where I'm going with that and I think that you have a dirty mind for thinking that" I pointed out. "What I meant is the only one who gets to share my bed is my girlfriend and because we haven't been out on a date, you're not my girlfriend. So you're sleeping on the couch. But I do have a nice blanket for you."
"Well unless you go to bed at" She looked at the time on her cellphone. "8:34 that won't be for a little while."
"What do you want to do then?" I challenged her.
"What kind of movies do you have?" She asked.
My movie collection generally consisted of movies containing hot girls that were sometimes naked. It's not like I had any porn in there. I wouldn't leave that in a place that my mom could potentially find it and get rid of it/watch it herself.
"What about Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay?" She suggested. You're probably wondered why I would have a movie about two pot smoking minority guys. Well there is a certain scene that I like about it. And it was also pretty funny. Not funny enough to make me want to smoke pot though.
We ended up watching the movie and laughing. It eventually reached the scene that I was talking about: the bottomless party. There was a whole house of women showing their pussies which made my own a little bit wet. But I couldn't let Spencer know that. I looked straight at the screen.
"Now I know why you have this movie." She whispered.
"Yeah that's pretty much it." I agreed. She had taken her jacket off and was now in a tank top that gave me a great view of her breasts. Why did she have to be so hot? She made it hard to focus on the movie. That sandy blonde, those sexy blue eyes, god everything about her was simply heavenly. She then suddenly paused the movie and stood up.
"What are you doing?" I asked as I stood up as well. Why had she done that?
"I just realized that we've been watching this movie without the most important thing." She remarked. I really she doesn't say anything vaguely sexual. "Popcorn."
"There's some of that in the kitchen but the popcorn maker isn't really working." I explained.
"So, you have a microwave, don't you?" She asked as she began to walk toward the stairs. I realized that I would probably have to show her where the popcorn was.
We headed down to the kitchen. It wasn't a room that widely used because my mom was rarely home and we didn't have anyone that cooked for us. It turned out that the only popcorn we had was Kyla's all-natural stuff.
"You sure you want to eat this?" I asked her.
"It can't be that bad, can it?" Spencer responded as she put it in the microwave.
"You're gonna want to add butter and salt." I told her. "And even that might not help."
So after about two minutes of popping, butter melting, and saltificiation, the popcorn was ready. Spencer popped a piece into her mouth,
"This actually isn't that bad." She commented. She held out a piece near my mouth. "Here you should definitely try some."
I put it in my mouth and found that it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. So we went upstairs and finished the movie. By the time it was over, it was getting late. Well it wasn't that late but since there was school in the morning it was around the time I usually went to bed.
"So I'm gonna go brush my teeth. You can borrow something to wear to bed if you want." I remarked. "I'll bring you back a blanket."
I walked out of my room and headed to my bathroom to brush. I grabbed my toothpaste and made sure to clean all of my teeth. My smile was one of my many stellar features. After I was done in there, I went to closet to grab a blanket for Spencer.
When I got back to the room, I dropped the blanket on the floor and my mouth hung open. Spencer was naked!
So yes Kyla and Carmen were having sex together. And there is also some major Spashley development. What will now? Will Ashley live up to her rule? You need to review to find out.