Wash up.

Reaching in the tub you take a few minutes to clear the drain and watch as the water drains. As it does you get an odd flash of memory of catching that cop stealing a lot of **** and killing people. “Fuck me.” You say quietly. You wash yourself off, careful not to get the ankle bracelet wet. Grabbing a towel you dry all your sexy new body before staring into your eyes in the mirror.

“You really should lock the door you know.” A female voice calls out. You recognize the voice, your neighbor, Bethany Fox, a cute 23 year old blonde that works at a coffee shop, she’s nice but you don’t know her very well.

“So you just walk in?” You ask stepping out of the bathroom, using the towel to cover your naughty bits.

She is dressed in a yellow summer dress with white flowers, white tennis shoes, and has little white sweat bands around her wrists and holding back her long hair. She is carrying a rather large bag with the handle of a tennis racket sticking out and a set of keys. “Well the door wasn’t even closed tightly. I was worried about you.” She says sounding a bit bitchy, yet smiling all the while.

You toss the towel on the rack and head over to your closet, “I’m fine, thanks.”

“Oh my god you are such a little slut.” She laughs, then adds, “How do you stay in such amazing shape? I never see you work out at all.”

You step out after finding a long tank top, “Bethany are you hitting on me?”

She blushes. “No. I was just saying. Uugh, I have a match in ten I’ve got to go. Just be safe okay, I don’t trust that cop. My friends say he’s dirty.” With that she pulls the door closed and heads out.

You glance at the lock, ‘maybe she’s right’ you think and walk over to the door after grabbing a can of pop.