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    Wild Ponies – (Chapter: ch 3)

    The alarm went off at ten o’clock waking the sleeping brunette from her slumber. Rolling over she shut it off and threw the covers off. Stretching she made her way down stairs to the kitchen where she made some coffee; while it began to brew she yawned and headed for the shower.

     

    Dropping her boxer shorts and lifting her wife beater off, she stepped into the warm liquid flowing down from the shower head. Letting the water soak her auburn hair till it hung heavily around her shoulders, lathering up her body and using shampoo and conditioner until her entire body screamed clean. Getting out she dried off, wrapping the towel around her slim athletically tanned body she walked back into her room to stare at the closet trying to decide what to wear to her one and only meeting today.

     

    Stalking down the hall she pushed open one of the bedroom doors, creeping up slowly to the sleeping figure in the bed. Leaning down so her lips barely brushed the ear lobe, “BOO!”

     

    The person screamed and fell out of bed tangled in the covers, “Damn it Ashley….do I have to get a lock for that damn door.”

     

    “Chill Dennison what’s with all the cussing anyway, long night?” Ashley wiggled her eyebrows as the man as he untangled his spider man sheets from his legs.

     

    “Shut up Davies at least I had a hot date as for you, little miss in-bed-before-ten…” he scowled, not one for a noisy morning wake up. Aiden and Ashley have been friends since high school and after graduation bought an apartment together where they still live today.

     

    “I was tired,” she lied. She’d been thinking about her life and empty a lot of alcohol bottles yesterday.

    Smirking he finally saw what she was wearing, “Aw honey you know I’m not in the mood in the mornings.”

     

    “Please Dennison you’re too much of man for me,” she scoffed.

     

    “So true besides my boy toy Derek takes care of my needs more than you could,” he laughed at the disgusted look on his friend’s face.

     

    “So how is the boyfriend?” she wondered. Out of all the boy’s Aiden had dated over the years Derek was her favorite, so sweet and caring and was always doing things for her friend. But most of all he was quiet and didn’t get in her business and didn’t mind the fact that she and Aiden spent most of their time together.

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    1. You just put a very interesting twist on this already brilliantly written plot. Spencer is a highly intelligent blonde that tried to commit suicide, Ashley is a psychiatrist assigned to her case and Aiden is gay. Wow, I love this unpredictably intriguing story. PMS

    2. You just put a very interesting twist on this already brilliantly written plot. Spencer is a highly intelligent blonde that tried to commit suicide, Ashley is a psychiatrist assigned to her case and Aiden is gay. Wow, I love this unpredictably intriguing story. PMS

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