"I don't even know what to wear." I sighed, watching him put together an outfit with ease.

"Here, you can wear this lil set I got you last year that you still ain't wore." He chuckled throwing some of my clothes over his shoulder along with his. I released him and let him go start the shower while I ran to grab my soap and towel from my vanity. Entering the bathroom, I was welcomed with a cloud of steam from the shower. Booby pulled the shower curtain for me to get in then grabbed my hand to keep me steady as I entered. He handed me his loofah and grabbed mine along with my soap and lathered it for me. My finger tips traced the black designs engraved in his skin and the horseshoe like scar burned in his flesh. I stepped closer to him and slowly massaged his back with the loofah, covering him in bubbles and suds.

"Turn around." I muttered.

"Why you so quiet?" Booby asked, smirking at me as he swiped my loofah across my chest.

"Cause... You like to start things and I wanna be as innocent as possible right now so you can't blame it on me." I giggled and shook my head, letting him wash my body before I began washing his.

"I'll be good then....this time." He grinned, then spread his arms to give me more access. I shook my head and finished cleaning the rest of his body as he did mine.
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"You sure you fine with this?" Booby asked as he parked the car in front of an apartment complex building labeled Rose Landing building 800. I nodded although his question didn't immediately register in my brain, which was focused on the surroundings of Salem's neighborhood . It wasn't an urban hood riddled with dealers, ghetto females, and silver mouthed children, but it definitely wasn't a suburb either. The poorly painted banisters covered the small porch fit for two or maybe three gave off the impression that this neighborhood is more of a quiet environment for young adults that are just starting out. Another way to say that the rent is probably cheaper than that of a gated community but more expensive than a section 8 project.

"You aren't nervous or anything are you?" I reached over and caressed his neck where it was most tense.

"You aren't nervous or anything are you?" I reached over and caressed his neck where it was most tense

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"Yea, but I don't want you being uncomfortable." He replied, watching the door with the numbers 812 open. Salem came outside with her large purse on her shoulder as the wind began to furiously blow her hair all over the place. Booby took in a deep breath before pressing a button to unlock the doors.

 Booby took in a deep breath before pressing a button to unlock the doors

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