"It won't work, Sam…" Carly said as they entered the Shay's apartment. After they had helped Amaya move her stuff out of the moving trailer and settle, they decided to give Amaya and Ted some private family time. Spencer went upstairs to work on a sculpture for Socko, while Carly, Sam, and Freddie went to Groovy Smoothie.

"What won't work?" Spencer asked as he stopped working on the trash can sculpture and leaned against the counter.

"Sam has this ridiculous plan and it requires her to use you."

"And how am I going to be used, Sam?" Spencer asked in an amused tone.

"Well, you like Amaya, right?"

"I wouldn't go that far, but…yes, she's pretty hot. Okay, she's very hot, but…"

"And I think she thinks you're hot, too."

"Ew, Sam…my brother is not hot." Carly said and Spencer gave her a playful glare. "you know what I meant."

"Go on, Sam." Spencer said as he turned to Sam.

"Well…since you two seem to like each other…why don't you date?"

"That's all?" Spencer asked with a suspicious tone because he suspected there was more to that plan than just him dating Amaya.

"Okay…you and I both know Ted doesn't like you being near Amaya." Sam said in a blunt tone and Spencer pouted. "I just thought it would be better to win him over by dating Amaya."

"That makes no sense at all…I'll do it!" Spencer said as he almost leaped over the counter.

"Excellent. Told ya he'll do it…" Sam said with a sneaky look on her face. She was thinking of all the trouble she could cause without Principal Franklin getting involved and stopping her. She still had to plan a huge prank for next year.

"Wait, Spencer…" Carly said as she stood in between Sam and Spencer. "Aren't you even going to ask why she wants you to date Amaya?"

"Nope. I'm going to date a hot new chick that doesn't find me to be creepy or weird yet. So, who cares?" Spencer said as he threw his arms in the air and waved them around.

"Yeah, Carly," Sam said. "who cares?"

"You're just saying that because…" Carly said, but Sam stopped her.

"Because I hate to see poor Spence being lonely." Sam said and Spencer frowned. "I mean, just look at him…long hair, looks like he haven't bathed in days…"

"I had no idea you cared…" Spencer said in a sarcastic tone.

"Yeah, sure, whatever." Sam said as she shrugged.

"Hey, let's go rehearse for iCarly." Carly said as she, Sam, and Freddie went upstairs. Once in the studio, Sam plopped down on a beanbag chair.

"Sam, what if Spencer finds out what you're really up to? Then, what are you going to do?"

"Relax…he won't find out. He's going to be so busy trying to impress Ted that he won't know what I'm really up to. And would it be so bad if the dates someone? The man hasn't had a decent date in a million years…"

"You know…your concern for my brother's love life would sound more convincing if you weren't using him to get the principal off your back."

"Whatever…" Sam said as she looked at the screen and Freddie played a video of an old man slapping a frozen turkey in a grocery store.

Spencer went back to working on his sculpture for about an hour and was finished. He called Socko but the call went straight to voicemail He figured he was still at work so he left him a message to come pick up his sculpture.

After watching nothing on TV for about thirty minutes, Spencer was spent and decided to take a nap. He went to his room and laid down and was trying to sleep, but the image of Amaya kept popping into his head and he found it difficult to sleep.

He couldn't stop thinking about her warm personality and openness to him helping her after he randomly offered. The thing he really couldn't stop thinking about were her long legs and how much he wanted them to be around him.

"Damn it…" Spencer said as he felt his pants getting tighter and he sighed. A boner was the last thing he needed right now. "Hmm…" he said as he hopped off his bed and went to the door and locked it. He turned his stereo on and walked into his bathroom and turned the shower on. He didn't' like to masturbate whenever Carly is home, but he couldn't take it. Amaya was in his head and he couldn't get her out.

He closed the door to this bathroom and leaned against the door. He rubbed his hard cock through his jeans as he closed his eyes and thought about her silky voice. He wanted to know how erotic her voice would sound if they were fucking. Though, he didn't get to touch her skin, he knew it was soft. Her skin had the texture of whipped caramel…if there was such a thing a whipped caramel. He bets she tasted like caramel, too.

Biting his lip, he unzipped his jeans and slid his hand past the elastic band of his boxers. He let out a low groan of pleasure when his hand came in contact with his hard cock. He leaned his head back against the door as he began stroking his cock. He knew he should feel bad about thinking about Amaya this way. They had just met today, but he couldn't help it. Something about her stirred something in him and he felt nothing but desire for her.

He couldn't help but think of all the sexual things he would do to her. For starters, he would have her pinned against his bathroom door with him inside her screaming out his name. He, then, thought about taking her on his bed. With his sexual frustration, there wasn't anytime for romance. He wouldn't be too rough with her. Just the right about of passionate pain that comes with lust-filled sex. God, it's been too long for him.

He felt his hand speed up faster and he felt as if he was going to explode. All he could think about was Amaya's body lying underneath him writhing in pleasure as he fucked her senseless. He pushed a loud moan that was building up in his throat down to not be heard. The death nail in his fight to stay quiet was the thought of bending her over the island of the kitchen and fucking her from behind. He came with a louder than anticipated groan spilling into his hand and he leaned against the door for support as he came down from his high. Stripping out of his clothes, he stepped into the shower and washed up. Once he was finished, he dried off, got dressed and stepped out of his bedroom trying to act as if he didn't spend the time before his shower masturbating.

"Hey, Spence?" Carly asked as he sat on the couch. "Are you really going to ask Amaya out on a date?" she asked and Spencer smiled. After what he had just done while thinking about her, he was definitely going to ask her out.

"Yeah…I don't care what Ted thinks…I think Amaya likes me. Why do you ask?"

"No reason." Carly said trying to hide that she knew Sam's real reason for encouraging him to date Amaya. She just hopes it doesn't all go wrong like things usually did. She really did want her brother to be happy and if dating Amaya makes him happy, she wouldn't protest it.

"Okay…" Spencer said as they watched TV and he was thinking of how Amaya would react.