At 20 years old, Spencer Carlin was in what she would call a stand still. Her job was boring her, school was a never ending cycle of things she already knew but had to re learn while her friend turned girlfriend Madison was more of someone to pass the time with.

In her mind she could still hear a certain voice, the voice of one Ashley Davies. In her dreams she could still remember her laugh, how she said certain words, the sounds she made when she was happy, excited, and on the verge of a Spencer induced orgasm. These sounds and her voice was the one on her mind while she went out with girl after girl. When Madison had asked her out Spencer had failed at the attempt to erase Ashley from her mind, so she simply put Ashley in another part of her mind; on reserve so to speak. She kept the amount of time she thought about her to a minimum while with Madison.

Madison strolled into the two story house, tossing her keys on the coffee table she yelled, “Spencer? Baby, you home?” Only to be welcomed by the small dog Spencer owned. She glanced down asking the dog where her girlfriend was. When the only response she received was a couple of barks she began venturing around, the sound of the shower giving her hope of finding her girlfriend upstairs.

Instead of running into a half covered Spencer as she expected, the person under the towel was in fact, Aiden; an extremely well built, good looking, very gay Aiden. The straight woman inside of her bisexual self couldn’t help but think her friend was sex in human form; while the lesbian inside of her couldn’t help but look away knowing that his thingy, as immature as it sounds she couldn’t help but think of that word, was simply hanging there.

“Aiden, seen Spencer?”

Aiden simply pointed at the door down the hall. Smiling, Madison stood there taking a quick look inside of the restroom then up at Aiden who was finding the ceiling quite interesting. As she walked away she called out.

“Hey, Logan!”

Looking back she saw a blonde haired head, reluctantly peaked out of the open restroom door. He smiled and gave a quick wave. While Aiden stood there embarrassed. Madison blew him a kiss, walking into Spencer’s room, earning a finger in her direction. Entering her girlfriend’s blacked out bedroom she could barely make out her blonde haired beauty under the layers of blankets. She knelt down next to the bed, taking in Spencer’s sleeping face. Her mind reeling as she couldn’t help the image that flowed through her.