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“I was just thinking about tonight and the women I’m going to have to beat off of Brandon.”
    She smiled, but it was a worry of hers. She hated how women always tried to test her, and for the last two years Brandon had been at school alone without her. Who knows who he may or may not have messed with. She always thought in the back of her mind that Brandon probably cheated a few times, but she really couldn’t prove it, so she put it out of her mind. She wondered how many skeletons Brandon had in his closet. “Um, Denise, have you ever seen Brandon with another girl here?”
    â€œLena, girl, don’t ask questions you don’t want to know the answer to. Keep in mind, he’s a basketball player, and women are going to try him and try you. You gonna have to be strong dealing with him and these skeezers out here.”
    She knew Denise was right. She always said that she would stick to the “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy. After all, she also knew she was going to be his wife.
    â€œWell, let me go into this shower so I can get to this party.” Lena smiled and headed into their shower.
    Denise tried to contain herself as she watched Lena’s booty switch into the bathroom. She felt her stomach knot up while thinking about Lena naked in the shower. “Damn, Dee, stop it,” she said to herself.
    â€œI totally forgot my shoes,” Lena said, walking back in the room with a small white robe on.
    Denise couldn’t help but look at Lena’s legs. She quickly turned toward her bed when she felt herself getting heated.
    Lena walked back into the bathroom, leaving behind the clothes she had just taken off.
    Denise shook her head. “Man, it’s gon’ be a long-ass year,” she said to herself just as someone knocked at her door.
    â€œYo’, dude!” Cooley yelled.
    â€œShhh. Come in.” Denise opened the door, letting in Cooley and Carmen.
    Carmen’s and Cooley’s mouths dropped at the sight of the decked-out room. Cooley headed straight to the flat-screen, while Carmen made herself comfortable on the bed.
    â€œMan, I am so mad about this!” Cooley said, admiring the living quarters.
    â€œDee, you hit the damn jackpot. What’s the girl like?” Carmen asked.
    â€œWho gives a fuck! Look at this room.” Cooley started browsing through the DVD collection.
    â€œBruh, you just don’t know,” Denise said as she held up the Juicy Couture pants Lena had on earlier.
    â€œJuicy Booty? You’re living with Juicy Booty!”
    â€œDamn, dude, shut up. She’s just in the bathroom. She is also very straight.”
    â€œFor now.”
    â€œNo, Cool. She dates Brandon Redding,” Denise said.
    Cooley looked over at Lena’s desk noticing the various pictures with her and Brandon. “Well, that is just a momentary setback . . .” Cooley paused as the bathroom door opened.
    Lena walked in wearing an indigo dress that fit all the right places.
    Denise felt herself starting to sweat as Cooley shook her head.
    â€œHello, I’m Lena,” she said as she put on her shoes and looked herself over in the mirror. The dress was hanging just right, showing her thick thighs and how stout Lena really was.
    Denise noticed how the halter part of the dress made her breasts look ripe, and she wanted to devour her right there.
    â€œLena, these are my best friends, Carla and Carmen,” Denise said, knowing Cooley was pissed that she called her by her real name.
    Cooley snapped her head around at Denise.
    â€œIgnore Denise’s ignorance,” Cooley said after throwing her middle finger toward her. “How you doing, Miss Lena? I am Cooley, but you can call me Cool if you want.” Cooley shook Lena’s hand, looking her up and down.
    Lena was in shock. She thought Cooley was a boy.
    â€œHello, Lena, excuse my friend. I am Carmen, and you have a great roommate, and your boyfriend