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dad that they were on the third floor. “We were on the second floor going through all the dance floors,” she lied, and took her seat. “Huh, David Jr.?”
    “Yeah,” David said and sat down in front of his plate. “We were on the second floor.”
    King David eyed them more suspiciously but didn’t say anything else; he just motioned to their food. “Well, dig in! Your mother will kill me if she found out I didn’t feed you after a long day out!”
    David Jr. remembered that as one of the toughest meals to stomach.
    “Ay, foo’!”
    David Jr. looked up from the computer he was sitting at and grinned when he recognized the voice that had interrupted his studies. “What’s good, Ro!” He stood up to greet his best friend, Roland Gray, with a handshake.
    “What’s good? What’s good ain’t in this computer lab! Do you ever take a break?”
    “I was just tryin’a clear my head, that’s all,” David Jr. said and then peeped that his boy was dressed like he was about to step out. “I see you got fly. What’s going on tonight?”
    “Shit, just a frat party up the street. You should slide through with me!”
    David Jr. contemplated it for a second before smiling and nodding. “A’ight, coo’. Let me go to the crib first and get dressed.”
    “Nah, for real,” Ro joked, peeping his boy’s sweats. “’Cause I’m not rolling to where bitches is gon’ be at with a dusty nigga.”
    “Fuck you.” David Jr. laughed. “Follow me to my crib and I’ll drive.”

Chapter 3
    Day sat before the vanity mirror in her room and smiled at her reflection. She knew she was beautiful and she didn’t need anybody to remind her. The shiny mocha-colored lip gloss accented her full lips perfectly and she batted her natural, long eyelashes.
    “Whenever you’re done admiring yourself I got something else that would love your attention,” a voice behind her said.
    She averted her eyes in the mirror and looked at the half-naked man lying down on her king-sized bed. He was stroking his erect manhood and staring back at her seductively. She smirked and licked her lips at him before standing up from her stool to join him in bed. On her body she wore only a matching pink lace bra and panty set, with a cream-colored silk robe draping from her right shoulder. She got to the foot of the bed and climbed on. She sat on her knees, undid her robe, and began to tease her watcher.
    “Tony, do you like it when I”—she used her perfectly manicured hands to rub her full breasts—“touch myself?”
    “Yeah,” Tony said and looked thirstily at her hands going down her toned stomach to her crotch. He was a muscular man with pecan brown skin, a beard that stayed perfectly trimmed, and a baby face that kept him out of trouble . . . for the most part. He was one of her father’s hired hands, which was how they met.
    “Do you want to hear how wet I am, baby?” Day asked and when he nodded his head yes she slid her panties to the side and exposed her fat pussy lips and her swollen clit. She began to roll the middle finger on her right hand on it in a circular motion, pleasuring herself before she slid it inside of her. “Mmmm!”
    “Yeah, baby,” Tony said. He was enjoying the scene before him and could not wait to dive into her gushy goodness. “Just like that. Damn, you sound so wet!”
    Day fingered herself almost to the point of climax, but then she stopped. She bit her lip and looked at his penis standing at attention. “Are you ready for me?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Mmmkay, but first you have to do something for me,” Day said, sliding the robe completely off of her shoulders. “I want you to rip my bra and panties off, and fuck me like you hate me. Can you do that? I want you to make me scream, Tony.”
    Tony’s eyes lit up at the request. Ever since he had first laid eyes on Day he knew she was a freak, but he never knew exactly how much of a freak she was until that very moment. He removed his boxers completely and sat