"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 f***k 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
