Mixed Signals Page #38

 

                                   

                         

I went to the kitchen to heat up her hot pocket. While I was in there I took in her place. I've been in here before but I didnt take the time out to peep everything. Everything was neat and girly. No sign of a man being around. But soon I'll have to change that. On her kitchen table I noticed a photo album, Of course I had to go be nosey. I opened it up and the first picture was Mya and two guys wearing football jerseys. Mya had on a uniform too, but it wasn't cheerleading.. More like dance or something. As I was flipping to the next page her hot pocket stopped. I went to take it out and put it on a napkin. I headed back to her and sat it beside her. 

 

"Thank you" 

 

"No problem, would you like something to drink?" I offered.  

 

"Bottled water would be fine." 

 

I headed back to get her a water, remembering to grab the photo album. I sat on the bed with it, giving her the water as she looked over her paperwork. She looked up to grab it. 

 

"I need this treatment more often." She joked. 

 

"I don't mind, Ma." I answered, seriously. 

 

"Thanks again." Her eyes dropped back down to the work and I opened the book of pictures. The second picture was Mya doing a back bend... Clearly a dancer. The next was a younger Mya, with a puff ball as her hairstyle, smiling so big you could see how many teeth were missing compared to how many she had.  

 

Awww, so cute. 

 

 

The next pictures were more of her in high school, Damn, she's always been beautiful and thick.. I would have been all over her if I went to school with her.. I already know. I shook my head, thinking about the younger me who was only after sex and would have had a ball with Mya's curves. 

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