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himself so don’t try to play him like that.” Gina was just a sad, ruthless, rich ass bitch with nothing better to do. “I don’t have to lie. My proof is right here,” Gina said pointing towards Stacy. Stacy stood there and didn’t say a word. How the fuck could Gina ask her to speak on someone she didn’t know. “Go ahead tell her Stacy…” Gina said, instigating the conversation. “…because that bitch is dating a down-low nigga and she don’t even know it,” Gina finished off saying. I didn’t know how to react because that statement was so damn bogus. That bitch was crazy as hell. Slightly grabbing Gina’s arm Stacy said, “That’s enough Gina.” Looking back at me Stacy said, “I’m sorry Kandi, Gina can be so rude sometimes.” Pulling Gina by the arm Stacy said, “We should get going now, see you in class.” As they walked off I could hear them softly fussing with each other. Gina told Stacy not to ever speak up for her ever again and I could’ve sworn I heard Stacy say no one was ever supposed to know about Caine. Those bitches were up to something. Not only did I have to watch out for Gina but now I had to keep a close eye on Stacy too. I walked back to my dorm room.
    Why would Gina say Caine was hers then flip it to he was gay? That shit didn’t make sense. He knew how to treat a lady. We had great conversations and he was a very nice guy. We had a great first date until that bitch ruined it. Gina was a fucking hater. She was mad because Caine didn’t want her. Shit as long as the motherfucker could take care of me financially and buy me anything I wanted, I wouldn’t give a damn if he were gay or bi-sexual. I’d turn his ass back straight with this good pussy of mine. I was going to throw that pussy at him and see if he took it. If he didn’t then he could be suspect but if he did then I knew Gina was just a hating ass bitch. Just as quick, as I thought it I had the perfect plan.
    I pondered on it for hours until I finally got enough courage to go to Caine’s house. I washed and curled my hair. I made sure every curl was long and curled to perfection. I applied scented lotion all over my body; including my pussy and ass crack; then I put on the cutest thong out of my collection. I quickly applied my makeup, lipstick, threw on a nice see through mini, stepped in my heels, and made my way to Caine’s house. I knew it was risky just popping-up around a nigga’s house but that was the chance I was going to take. I pulled out all the stops and it was time to put that nigga to the test.
    Play with Fire and Get Burned
    Caine
    8:45 p.m.
    I was making sure everything looked nice and tidy throughout my apartment before Shawn got there. If he was on standard nigga time then I was sure I would have at least 30 extra minutes. I double-checked making sure tissue was in the bathroom, no dishes were in the sink, and condoms were by my bed, just in case.
    8:57 p.m.
    There was a knock at the door. I didn’t want it to seem like I was waiting on Shawn to get there, so I checked myself out in the mirror one last time and brushed my hair before answering the door. I opened the door to let Shawn in. I could instantly smell alcohol on his breath before he said a word. That nigga was already tipsy. I scoped him out before I let him in my apartment. Shawn was looking too good. He had on some blue baggy jeans, number three Jordan’s, and some type of jersey to match. He may not have been my type but I hadn’t put my dick in a nigga’s ass in months so he’d have to do. He volunteered to come over so he knew what was up.
    “What’s up man,” Shawn said slurring. Holding up a case of beer he said, “I don’t know what type of beer you drink but I got some Heineken and this Henny.” I finally let him in the apartment and he found his way to my couch. Shawn started rolling a blunt so I grabbed the case of beer, went to the kitchen, and put all but two beers in the refrigerator to get cold. Shawn