I woke up at about 11 o'clock. I yawned and sat up. Marshall's arm was still wrapped around me, I looked at him. He was still asleep,well, I thought he was. I carefully peeled his arm off of me and got out of the bed. "Where you going?", Marshall asked quietly. "I was gonna get a drink and weren't you asleep?", I asked, "Nah, just to lazy to get out of bed", I laughed and rolled my eyes. "So you wanna drink?", I asked, "Yeah, a coffee", "Okay".
I walked out of the room and down the stairs. I walked in the lounge, Whitney was laying on the couch, watching TV and looking on her phone. "Whit, want anything to drink?", "Yes, a hot chocolate and don't do that", "Do what?". "Sneak up on me", "But it's my talent", I said. "Anyway hot chocolate right?", "Yep". I walked out of the lounge and into the kitchen and put the jug on.
I looked out the kitchen window and down the driveway. There was a large swarm of paparazzi at the gate. Even though they was a lot of distance between the house and them, I could hear them screaming questions, I just couldn't make out what they said.
"Hey, look our house is on the TV", Whitney said from the lounge. I went back into the lounge and Marshall's house was on the TV. "Whit, stay here", I said, "What are you gonna do?", she asked. "Just stay here", I said my voice getting harder. I walked to the front door and opened it, I causally walked down the driveway up to the paparazzi. The body guards just stood there, they looked slightly annoyed. I guess I would be.
"Are you Eminem's new girlfriend?", "What's your name?". A million questions were shot at me and a ton of pictures were taken. "How old are you?", "Why were you and Eminem's family at the police station?". That question pissed me off the second it got asked. "Fuck off!!", I screamed at the reporter, I pointed my middle finger up at them. More questions came from the paparazzi, "Get the fuck outta here before I ring the cops!!", once I said that they all rushed back to their cars and drove off.
I smirked and walked back inside the house. I went back to the kitchen and made the drinks. I gave Whitney her hot chocolate and I walked back upstairs to Marshall's room.
"Here Marshall", I said. He sat up and I passed him his coffee and I sat on the bed. I realized he was shirtless, I looked down and blushed. "Like what you see", Marshall said. "Marshall", "It's fine babe, I know I'm undeniably sexy", "How'd you know", I said. "You're not bad either babe", "Oh, only not bad". "Fine, you're pretty sexy too". I laughed and he took a sip of his coffee.
"You wanna another shower?", Marshall asked, "Where are we at?", I asked. "What?". "In our relationship", "I guess we're going out". "Okay, now finish your coffee and we'll have a shower". He started taking big gulps of his coffee until he was done.
"Come on", Marshall said, grabbing my hand and taking my into the bathroom.
"I'm not undressing, you're gonna have to undress me", I said, staring at Marshall. "I'm okay with that", Marshall said eagerly, walking towards me. Once he was standing inches away from me, he grabbed the bottom of my top and pulled it over my head. He chucked my top to the corner of the bathroom.
Marshall then pulled my pants off and chucked them with my top. I was left in my bra and my underwear. "You look hot babe", Marshall said, tracing my cleavage.
"I'm not fully undressed", I said. "I know", Marshall said. He reached behind me and unclipped my bra, he pulled it off me and threw it with my other clothes. Marshall pulled of my panties, "Now you get undressed", I said to Marshall. "Start the shower, babe".
I turned on the shower and felt the water. When I turned back around, there stood a naked Marshall. I got in the shower, Marshall was just staring at me, "Are you coming in?", I asked, "Yep", Marshall said.
He got in the shower and I heard a cold hand on my body. It sent shivers down my spine. I turned around, Marshall had soap on his hands, "Turn back around", I turned back around and he washed my back. His hands went lower down and started to cup my ass. After a bit of ass-groping he went to my stomach and washed down to my lower stomach. Once he reached my lower stomach he went to my sex and started to slowly pump his fingers inside of me. After a minute, he pulled his finger out and went to my boobs. He started to gently caress my boobs. Once he had washed my body, he rinsed my body under the warm water.
I put some shampoo into my hand, "Turn around Marshall", he turned and I massaged the shampoo into his hair. I rinsed his hair and massaged conditioner into his bleached, blonde hair. I rinsed it out and washed my hair while Marshall washed his body.
We got out of the shower and dried our selves off and went back into Marshall's room. I pulled on some clothes and went down to the kitchen.
I put some toast in the toaster and walked into the lounge. I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV, I flipped to some news channel. I heard my toast pop, I went back into the kitchen and buttered my toast. I went back into the living room and sat back down on the couch. I took a bite out of my toast, I looked up at the TV. There was pictures and a video recording of me, Marshall and the girls going to police station and when I was going to the hospital. Marshall came downstairs, "What'cha watchin' babe?", "Look", I said, I couldn't explain it. Marshall looked up at the screen. There was a few more pictures, what I saw next surprised both me and Marshall.
