I glance up and see one of the most breath taking sights. Before this moment I never really understood the appeal of car shows. I mean what is the point of a model in a bikini standing next to a convertible? Well, I totally get it now. Ashley is leaning against her porsche, wearing a black string bikini top, a very very short denim skirt, and flip-flops. I must have been staring a few minutes because I hear her laughing."Drool much Spence?" She laughs. "Come on pretty girl, let's go." She says opening the car door for me.
"Wait a sec Ash. Umm...my parents want to meet you before we go." I can tell by the look of terror on her face that she doesn't want to. "They said I can't stay the night if you don't come in." I say taking her hand.
"I don't know Spence. Parents and I don't really mix." She says nervously.
"Come on Ash. Please, for me?" I ask giving her my classic head tilt and pout. She smiles. Ha, no one can resist my pout.
"Fine, but if they lock you up to keep you away from me it's your fault."
"But you'll come and bust me out, won't you?" I ask as we walk to the door.
"Of course." She sighs as we enter the house. My parents are waiting in the living room.
"Mom, Dad this is Ashley." I introduce them.
"Nice to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Carlin." Ashley says nervously, waving to my parents.
"Well Ashley, don't you look nice." My mom says condescendingly as she sizes Ashley up. My mom doesn't approve of a sixteen year old showing as much skin as Ashley is accustomed to. But hey we are going to the beach.
"Thanks." Ashley replies taking notice of my mother's obvious disapproval, but keeping quiet for my sake. I have to remember to thank her for that later. Hmm...how shall I do it?
"Well girls, I hope you all have fun today." My dad says smiling. He can feel the tension as well. "It was nice meeting you Ashley.
