Dove
"So who is going to help me shower?" Benecio, like a pain in the butt, whistled as he now sat with another ice pack on his thigh from the beating he got from Molly.
"You have a free hand, I'm sure you can manage," Rodney sighed.
"I can't wash all of this with one hand," he indicated to his body. "Let me see which one I pick. Eenie, Minnie, Mienie, Moo," his finger landed on me which got a terrified gasp from me.
"Why me? Why don't you just ask Jay to help you or something?" I argued.
"Yes because I want a grown man rubbing up on me," he scrunched his face before he shook his head. "Obviously not."
"Why not Zahi or Molly?"
"I rather die," Molly gagged.
"I'm not even going to entertain your argument. Goodnight," Zahi laughed before he, Toni and Stella went upstairs leaving us with Mr Ogre.
"What about Rodney?" I knew I was grasping for air at this point.
"I'm not familiar with your best friend like that," Rodney snickered.
