"Do I have to get dressed?" Lydia pouted.
I tried to talk my boner down. I grabbed a shirt from my drawer, and spun around. Then I walked up to Lydia, who was standing naked in the middle of my bedroom, and put the shirt over her head.
Lydia just frowned at me, not willing to move. I groaned dramatically as I looked into her light green eyes. This girl is going to kill me. All she wants to do is fu.ck me.
I've created the se.xiest monster that ever lived.
"Babe, please," I begged.
"Ugh, fine," Lydia said as she rolled her eyes.
Lydia slid her arms into the shirt. I took a step back, and looked down her body. It fell to just above her knees. It's just a plain black T-shirt, but damn, Lydia looks fu.cking hot.
I shook my head, and turned away from her. I grabbed a pair of boxers and
