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Chapter Three

Janae's POV

Jay's bitch ass really pissed me off. I just finished dropping Renae and Michelle off at home. As I hopped out my car, I looked across the street at my neighbor's house. I saw Mrs.Thompson come outside looking beautiful in her white dress.

She was about 5'5, with long brown hair and a brown skin complexion. She was the definition of natural beauty. Her husband was fine too. But together they created the finest male living, in my eyes. Their son, Chris Thompson.

He was one of the finest boys at my school. He was tall, seventeen years old, light skin and just sexy all over. I've always been interested in him but never had the guts to talk to him.

"Hey Mrs.Thompson!" I yelled.

"Hey baby, how are you?" She replied happily.

"I'm good. How are you and Mr.Thompson?" I asked.

"We're doing good. I'm about to leave and Chris isn't home. Do you think you could do a few things for me? I'll pay you."

Hell no. I said in my mind but it wouldn't hurt to make a little money.

"Sure, what do you need me to do?" I asked.

"Do you think you could water the plants for me? I'm in a rush, can you please do that for me?" She pleaded.

"Sure, no problem."

"Great! Chris should be home in a few minutes so he can do the rest." She said as she hopped in her car and drove away.

I sighed as I went over to the hose. I tried to turn it on but it wasn't working. I struggled for a few minutes when I felt a rush of water hit me.

I sat on the ground drenched in water, my white shirt was now see through. Now everyone can see my black Victoria Secret bra clearly.

As I got up, I turned around and saw one person that didn't need to see me like this.

It was Chris. He looked at me and laughed as he saw my appearance. After he got out his laugh, he helped me up.

"Are you okay?" He said with a little chuckle.

"Um... yeah I'm fine." I said nervously with a smile trying to hide my breasts.

"That's a nice bra you got there." He said with a smirk.

"Thanks I guess. Can I come in and borrow a towel?" I said. He was making me extremely nervous. My heart was pounding.

"Nope, you can strip for me though." He said as he licked his plump pink lips.

"I would never, I barely know you and I'm not that kind of girl." I said offended.

Who does he think I am, some hoe? Incorrect!

"Chill ma, I was just playing. I bet I could get you to strip for me one day, though. You'd look fine as hell in some red lingerie." He said as he continued to flirt.

In my mind I was like okay daddy, but you know I'm not about to feed into his big ass ego.

"And your wrong about that. It's not gonna happen." I replied and flipped my hair.