Britney's BFF came for a visit.

Britney could not believe what she was seeing. Her best friend Ashley was sitting at the table with Mr. Lash, drinking from the mug she had been **** to fill earlier. Ashley didn't see her yet.

"What did you say this was?" Ashley asked him, a strange expression on her face.

"An old family recipe. So, you heard what had befallen your friend Britney and came on over as a, uh, character witness?"

"Totally," Ashley agreed. "She's a really good person. I mean, she shouldn't have stolen from you, but, you know. Girls and clothes." Ashley took another sip of Britney's girlcum. "You know, this isn't so bad!"

Mr. Lash grinned. "Glad you think so. There's plenty more where that came from."

He turned to Britney who stood cum stained and horrified in the doorway in mock surprise. "Britney! Whatever are you wearing!"