Hellloooooo!”
I shook my head and looked back up at her face “What, Brielle? “So you’re gonna be remembering this image everytime you look at me in class now, aren’t you?”
“Yeah… pretty much.” I replied with a smile. “Mr. She semi-skipped into the dining room and I took her clothes into the laundry room. Her body was shaking as though an earthquake that only she could feel was tossing it about. I mentioned before that I’m “shorter” and “stocky,” well; I stand 5’8” and weigh about 220 lbs. “Hey, Brielle, pizza’s here.”
“I’ll be out in a sec!” she replied followed by shutting off the water. I looked at her and smiled… her long wet hair beginning to soak the T-shirt she was wearing…revealing to me the outline of her nipples. Chapter 3
About 20 minutes after I called, the doorbell rang with the pizza. She finished pulling the shirt over her head and tossed it to the side.
