Mrs. Beckham [Odell Beckham Jr.]

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Monday, August 25, 2016
Nadia Morgan

I slipped a towel around my waist and dried my hair with the spare towel from the stack next to me.

"You ready?" Odell came up, followed by his friends... And Shayla.

"Yeah, hold on." I picked up my jeans from the bench behind me and attempted to slide into them. They immediately stopped under my butt. I kept tugging on them but all that was doing was making the boys drool.

"Shit..." I mumbled. I dug in my bag and eventually found a pair of leggings that I had brought. I sighed a breath of relief and slid the jeans off, putting the leggings on. I picked up he rest of my things and followed everyone to the limo that was waiting for us outside the park's gate.

"Oh my gosh! You're Odell Beckham Jr.!" A little boy came running up with a football in hand.

"Hey bud! And yes, I am." Odell smiled as the boy's eyes sparkled like it was Christmas morning.

"Wow! I'm a huge fan! Could you sign my football?"

"Of course!" Odell pulled out a sharpie from his back pocket and signed his ball.

"There you go!" He handed it back to the kid.

"Thanks! Bye!" The little kid ran back to his mom and dad. I couldn't help but stare, wishing I could've ran to my parents like that sooner. I blinked quickly to get rid of the tears that were forming and hopped into the stretch limousine awaiting.

•••

I turned on the shower head and took off my clothes and swimsuit.

The 5 star hotel room, complete with 2 bathrooms, a kitchen, and over view of downtown Houston, had me in complete awe.

I thought to myself as the hot water ran down my body, steaming up the shower and blurring my vision to the outside. So much so, that I didn't see the tall dark figure appearing next to me.

Madison Morgan

"Kayla, can I hang out with you tonight?" I asked Eric's mom.

"Awwe... I'm sorry sweetheart. I have to take care of some business right quick. She picked up her purse and of on her suit jacket.

"This late?"

"Yeah... My boss needs me right away. I promise we can get to know each other when I get back!" She shouted out the door. It slammed before Eric came jolting down the stairs.

"She gone already?"

"Yeah, she said her boss needed her for something right quick." I ran my fingers through my hair, tossing my bang to the side.

"You sure are sexy, lil ma." Eric licked his lips.

"Boy go somewhere. How old are you?"

"16." He said with a shrug

"My point exactly. I'm 14 dude."

"So? Age ain't nothing but a damn number." He proceeded to remove his shirt, exposing his rock hard abs. My eyes instantly went to his large... Manhood print in his grey sweatpants.