Chapter four

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"So your name is Monić?" He asked me as he watched me try and cover myself up.

"Yeah... I didn't get your name?" I asked staring at him from the mirror as he sat on the toilet.

"It's Isaiah," he replied not leaving any mystery but damn how could he be 1hot and 2 have a hotter name.

"Oh cool this your party?" I asked still trying to cover myself up but failing miserably.

"Yeah, some would say... let's get you a hoodie or something lovely." He said standing up. I nodded and he smiled before pinching my exposed tit and walking out of the room.

Usually, I'd be mad but it coming from him made it feel like an honor. Two minutes later he returned with a hoodie and he tossed it to me.

"Thanks," I replied as I caught it.

He nodded in acknowledgment as he leaned on the door frame watching me put on the hoodie. Or so I saw watching my tits and ass be exposed as I lifted my arms.

"Ass or tits?" I asked once I finished putting on the hoodie which was longer than the dress and almost covered my knees.

"Tough question.... But, tits, love the way they bounce as they're riding on my Dick." He said making me instantly cover my mouth with his bluntness.

"Aye, Isaiah whatever you're doing in there stop! We're coming in!" A voice said from outside the bathroom. The voice sounded familiar. it was the dude who was racist toward black people.

"Wasn't even doing anything!" He replied smiling at me as he took his beanie off and put it on my head. His hair omg his hair was so curly it was crazy.

"Can I kiss you?" I asked out of nowhere.

"No," he replied making my heart drop.

"Oh," I said looking down at my toes trying to prevent tears from falling.

"But I can kiss you," he replied as he lifted my head up and softly put his lips on mine. Nibbling on my bottom lip. Then he thrust his tongue into my mouth causing me to open it widely. The kiss was getting faster and hotter by the second and after what felt like a minute we both parted ways panting like crazy.

"You a good kisser Ms. Fat ass." He said once he caught his breath.

"You're not so bad yourself Mr. Small dick," I replied watching his face fall.

"It's 6 almost seven inches tits."

"Whatever 2 inches," I replied nonchalantly as I begin to exit the bathroom but he grabbed my arm stopping me from leaving.

"Princess I don't even have your number yet." He replied sadly.

"Hm ask around maybe you'll find it," I replied smiling as I exited the bathroom feeling more confident than ever.

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It was around 3 am when Alana and Lani found me and told me it was time for us to go home. We didn't wait on Mara because she was older and she was probably out getting high anyways.

The walk from the neighbor's house to our house was awkward, to say the least. I could feel Lani's and Alana's stares but decided not to say anything. It wasn't until all three of us were in the kitchen that Lani finally said something.

"Damn gurl you just got here and you're already getting laid could never be me." She said as she scooped some ice cream into a bowl.

"What?" I asked honestly confused.

"Don't act all innocent now. We see you over here with Isaiah's hoodie and beanie." Alana said jumping into the convo.

Suddenly I realized what it looked like. It looked like we had fucked and I did the walk of shame.

"Ooh, the girl got souvenirs," Lani said looking at me and making me highly uncomfortable.

"Actually um it's not what it looks like. See the dress Lani gave me didn't cover my butt as much as I wanted it to so I tried pulling it down and it made my boobs pop out. So Isaiah walked me to the bathroom and after realizing I was getting nowhere in covering up he gave me his hoodie and um I don't know why he gave me the beanie, to be honest." I replied

"Mh girl got a whole storyline too," Alana said with a mouthful of ice cream.

"Girl it's ok this is a safe environment we don't slut shame over here." Was the last thing Lani said before she and Alana went to their rooms leaving me downstairs alone.

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