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morning, Tangie was awakened by the intrusive ringing of her telephone. She knew who it was before she even picked up. It was Blade.
    â€œTangie, you still awake? I’m coming over.”
    â€œDon’t bother.” She hung up.
    He called right back. “Don’t be like that. I need to see you, baby. I can explain.”
    She hung up the phone again, in no mood for his lame explanations.
    Ten minutes later Blade was pounding on her door. At first she considered not letting him in. He could stay out in the cold for all she cared, but he was a loud drunk and the neighbors didn’t need to know all her business. So, she let him in.
    â€œI’m giving you five minutes,” she said to him. “And don’t even think about taking off your jacket.”
    â€œSo it’s like that.”
    â€œFour minutes and thirty seconds.”
    â€œOh, you got jokes.”
    â€œFour minutes.”
    â€œBaby, I was working. You know I wouldn’t miss a chance to get some of your good loving on purpose.”
    â€œOh, and you couldn’t call? Give me a break.”
    â€œBaby, don’t be like that.” He tried to take her in his arms, but she pushed him away.
    â€œTime’s up. Good night, Blade,” she said, showing him the door.
    Blade kissed her on the neck and slid his hand up her robe. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath it. Angry, Tangie pushed his hands away. Blade slid his tongue into her mouth and kissed her nice and slowly, just the way she liked it. Before long she was kissing him back. He rubbed her breasts—first one, then the other. He squeezed her nipples ever so gently until they were hard. Then, he slid her left breast into his mouth. That’s when Tangie let out a soft moan, and she knew he had her just where he wanted her. Again.
    In one swift motion, he removed her robe, swooped her up in his chiseled arms, and carried her off to the bedroom.
    Within seconds, he had her sprawled out on the bed, watching him strip. He bent down. When his meat fell out of his boxers, she nearly came. She knew she had to have him. In the darkness, she reached for the box of condoms in her nightstand and made him put one on. She knew he’d oblige, willing to do almost anything to get some pussy.
    He rolled her over until she was on top. Then Tangie pulled herself up and sat on his dick. Slowly, she rocked back and forth, enjoying every minute, every inch. He grabbed her tight ass as her breathing became heavier.
    â€œYou gonna cum for me?” he asked her.
    â€œUh-huh,” she said, her eyes closed, loving the sensation between her legs and not wanting it to end. Before long she was cumming, and she lay back down on top of him, panting ever so softly.
    He flipped her over on her back and finished what she had started. Within a few minutes, he had cum too. They both lay back on the bed, catching their breath.
    â€œGirl, you got game.”
    â€œYou’re not so bad yourself.”
    He got up and reached for his clothes, which he had left in a heap on the floor.
    â€œI thought you were spending the night. I know you’re not leaving,” she said.
    â€œBaby, I gotta go back over Tyrone’s house.”
    â€œYou’re joking, right?”
    â€œNo. I’m not.” He zipped up his jeans, fastening the belt buckle.
    â€œIf you leave, don’t bother coming back. I mean it, Blade.”
    â€œBaby, your pussy is like Gotham City’s police department. It sends out the bat signal when it needs some. I was just answering the call.”
    She grabbed a book on her nightstand and threw it at him, barely missing his head as he walked out the door.

4
Charisma
    It was Thursday and Charisma had agreed to give her new boss, Nate Arquette, a taste of local nightlife. That morning he stopped by her office.
    â€œAre we still on for tonight?” he asked her. They had already agreed to go dutch.
    â€œAbsolutely,” she said. “I