Chapter ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY

"Change? Do I need to change?" Xavier asked as he followed Jessica.   "Yes," she answered wearily, like it was a child she was fed up with.   "Why? Don't I look nice in what I am wearing?" she thought he sounded like a girl who was told to change what she was wearing and had serious esteem problems.   "Well, Dawson got you a birthday suit and I am guessing it would be beautiful if you wore it"   "Are you going to dress me?" he asked as she pushed the door to the closet open.   Jessica felt flustered at his question. "Why would you ask that," she said clearing her throat.   "Because you brought me here and now you are going into the closet"   "The only reason I came with you is because I know where the suit is. I had to hide it away from you so you don't get an idea of the party" she screamed from inside and then merged with the suit in hand.   "Here I think it would look nice on you. Change into it I will be waiting outside" She shoved the suit on the dress hanger into his hand and mad