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Some minutes later DeLorna was done washing up. Coming out of the bathroom with water dripping from her body while covered in a towel she went to the cupboard and looked at some of Jefferson's clothes before deciding to wear one of them. Jefferson, who was deep in thought, didn't notice that DeLorna was wearing his clothes. It was not until DeLorna wore his clothes and went towards him tapping h before he came back to his senses. "What the hell, why are you wearing my clothes?" Jefferson exclaimed in shock when he saw DeLorna in his clothes. "When I don't have my clothes, what do you want me to wear? Also, I feel it looks good on me," DeLorna smiled, looking innocent. Jefferson sighed and looked at DeLorna. What could he ever do to this girl? He just loved her and could stop loving h