Ok she'd admit it; the boy was fine as hell. He had black hair that hung just above his shoulders his eyes were a dark brown and he had tan skin. Rips in his snug fitting black shirt revealed what seemed to be a six pack.
"We should probably get you a new set of clothes," she said as she finished looking him over," or at least a new shirt."
His jeans seemed to be fine. A little dirty, but other than that they seemed to be ok. Plus she liked the way the jeans fit him. They weren't baggy like most of the guys wore. They wee snug fitting and hugged the bulge that was forming near his leg. Erin smiled as she headed out of the cell.
"You coming?" she looked at Fang and smiled, "I promise I won't bite."