Notice: I'm sorry, I know it's been a very very long time. But beyond summer there's been a lot of family...issues...as of late. I'm sure you don't want to hear me complain about it though, you want more chapters. And I'm happy to oblige.

Oh! And about the missing chapters that people were asking for, if you didn't get them just ask again. I'm not forgetting about you, like I said, it's just been one thing after another.

Disclaimer: Second verse, same as the first.

Party Chapter...woooo

The house was full of bodies that seemed to flow as one. Whether the partiers were dancing, drinking, laughing at some stupid joke or just making out in the corner, Ashley could no longer tell where one person ended and another began. With a deep breath she steeled herself, grasped the cups in her hands a bit tighter, and entered back into the flow of movement.

She was immediately swept away, escape back the way she came quickly filled by another body moving in perfect rhythm with everyone else. Ashley forged ahead occasionally being bumped by a sweaty body too wrapped up in the dance to even notice. The place was a cornucopia of hormones and Ashley felt her own raging alongside everyone else's as she fought her way back to her dream girl.

Spencer was still on the couch, exactly where she had been left. Unfortunately, Ashley's spot had been taken by a couple who seemed content to make-out practically in Spencer's lap. The older girl couldn't help but chuckle as Spencer had to slap away the hand of the guy trying to cop a feel, his lips glued to his girlfriend but his eyes glued to Spencer. Ashley could understand the feeling. All she wanted to do was feel up Spencer as well.

The blonde jumped up when she spotted Ashley approaching. Ashley handed her one of the drinks and then grasped the girl's hand, pulling her over to a free spot against the wall. Her body involuntarily shivered as Spencer leaned in as close as possible, her head in the crook of Ashley's neck and her hand on the small of her back. They both remained that way for a moment, oblivious to the scene unfolding around them.

Finally, Spencer tilted her head up and Ashley could feel her warm breath brush across her neck before reaching her ear.

"This is crazy."

Ashley nodded in reply and then shrugged her shoulders. They weren't going to find much better with this crowd.

She watched as Spencer leaned back and began to chug the beer that was in her cup. She took long swallows and Ashley's eyes traveled the lines of the sleek neck as it tilted back. When she was finished, Spencer grimaced and Ashley was briefly reminded of the girl's affinity for hard liquors. With an impish grin that went unnoticed by the blonde, she made a decision and stepped forward indicating that Spencer should follow.

Once again she was swallowed up by the crowd but this time she didn't mind as much for the bumping bodies forced her to be closer to Spencer whose hand had found Ashley's back pocket. Ashley stopped for a moment to close her eyes and take another deep breath. The air smelled musty, a mixed scent of beer and sweat but, as if it were a light in the darkness, Ashley could still smell Spencer. She smelled of herbal shampoo and some intoxicating perfume. It was all Ashley could do not to throw her down and take her right as they broke free of everyone else.

Instead she led Spencer through the large house going upstairs and searching until they found an empty room which looked like a den of some kind. They could still hear the sounds of the party but it was definitely an improvement. She watched as Spencer's eyes took in the messy desk, chair and tattered couch, as well as the little knickknacks that littered the room. She looked back over at Ashley with an unasked question in her eyes.

"You're not seeing the potential. Fortunately, everyone out there is easily distracted by the rooms with pool tables or beds. But this room is the jackpot. This is L.A. It's different here, Spence. You just a see a room, and I see the getaway when there are marital difficulties." She walked over to the couch and after a moment's inspection tore off the cushions to reveal a sofa bed.

"See?" she said, proud of herself.

Spencer just shook her head laughing, "And what were you going to need a bed for?"

Ashley held up her hands in mock surrender, "I'm just all about your comfort, baby."

She went around and inspected the desk drawers, eventually revealing a half filled bottle of rum. "I am so good."

She looked up to see Spencer had made a discovery of her own. The blonde's face was unreadable as she held up a pair of handcuffs.

"Exactly who's party are we at again?"

Ashley didn't answer the question and instead looked up at the ceiling. "Thank you, God. This doesn't earn you a trip to church but I do promise next time I won't yell obscenities at those standing outside. You've delivered big."

Glancing back at Spencer she saw the girl staring at the handcuffs. She walked over to the closed door and locked it before turning back to look Ashley in the eyes. "So, do you want to be the one squirming, or the one causing the squirming?"

Ashley felt her jaw hit the desk. "What?" she managed to stutter out. Even her inner dialogue was being uncharacteristically silent.

Spencer just continued on, "I mean, it's always been my dream to be under your control in bed, but I could handle it the other way as well."

Ashley glanced up one last time, You win, God, thank you thank you thank you, and then stood and walked over to her girlfriend. She leaned in to let Spencer's scent fill up her senses once again. She ran her hands down Spencer's side to the hem of her shirt and then swiftly pulled it up over the blonde's head.

The moment took both girls away, lost in the touch of each other. They forgot where they were as the lips of the other took them away.

Ashley was so far gone, as a matter of fact, that it took her a few minutes to notice that Spencer had pulled away.

"Oh shit," she was mumbling. "Oh shit."

Ashley frowned, confused. "I haven't done anything else."

"No, I mean...nothing. Nevermind, I thought I saw something but you locked the door so I must be wrong."

Ashley kissed Spencer lightly. "Everything is okay. It's all good. But me thinks this phantom menace is probably your way of telling me we should take this elsewhere. Put on your shirt and let's get out of here."

With a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, Spencer agreed. But Ashley couldn't help and notice as the blonde kept glancing nervously around the room. Marking the moment in her memory Ashley led the younger girl out and together they headed back home.

So ummm..yep. There you have it. I actually had to clean this up, in the other version Ashley and Spencer definitely have sex, but the more I thought about it, the more I felt it was against Spencer's character. And so the ending changed. Hopefully the next update was take as long looks away ashamed