I turn the water on, dipping my hand underneath the water to get the perfect temperature.
I look in the mirror, while I’m waiting for the shower to heat up. My face and chest were flushed, giving the perfect amount of colour to my ivory skin. I take out my hair was its high ponytail, most of the hair had been pulled out from my rough movements on my bed. My n*****s were stiff at attention from the cool night air and I cupped my breasts looking in the mirror. I didn’t hate my body, I was short, stubby and curvy in all the right places. What I didn’t like so much was the stretch marks vining up my hips and stomach, but even those sometimes I found to be quite beautiful.
“Are you mad?” He enters the bathroom, closing the door behind him. “What if someone saw you?” he gestured to my naked
