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feel like arguing. I stared Danielle in the eyes with a “c’mon now” look, which bought me some time to think, and then I lied.
    â€œIt’s my li’l soldier, Duke. He just got some ass. You know how he does when he hit,” I said convincingly.
    Vegas and I had a tradition. Each time one of us would get some ass that we’d been working at for a while, we would hit each other on the text message and type in GOT ’EM as a signal that we finally got the panties. When Duke began his soldier training, this is something I passed down to him as well.
    At first, Danielle’s face seemed as if she didn’t want to accept that excuse, but she finally threw her hands up in the air and went back to sleep.
    The next morning, I went out on the balcony to have my morning smoke and chill before starting my day. The breeze from the river was cool. I decided to check my voice mail to see if the strange caller from last night left a message. I had one message, and it was the sound of a female masturbating. I must say it sounded good too. In fact, it sounded so good it made my dick rise. I had no idea who the woman could be, but if she looked as good as she sounded, she wouldn’t have to worry about sending e-mails or leaving voice messages anymore.
    As I listened to the message, I began to feel as though someone was standing over me. I turned around and Danielle was standing at the sliding door, looking through the curtains at me. She was really starting to scare me. The look in her eyes was like a fatal attraction. I figured I better chill out because I wasn’t trying to end up like my brother, Vegas.

Chapter 5
    HOT SEX ON A PLATTER
    GINA
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    BJ had been my girl since pampers, but I just couldn’t tell her when I lost my virginity. I was glad I finally had the chance to talk to her about it, though. However, I didn’t really tell her everything. It was tough talking about the day I lost my virginity, so I kept things brief.
    Ever since I began having sex two years before, at age sweet sixteen, I’d had an urge to sex all men—big, small, short and tall. I never had sex with guys in my school or my neighborhood, though. That’s how I’d been able to keep my promiscuous ways a secret for so long. Besides, guys didn’t talk as much as girls, so as long as those boys didn’t know each other, my fast ways stayed hidden.
    Despite the fact that I took all the necessary precautions, I still wasn’t able to keep anything from Duke. He was like a bloodhound when it came to sniffing out females that were giving it up. When Duke and I finally got together, I was like a bitch in heat. I loved every minute of him sexing me.
    BJ was around a lot since she got into it with her aunt. As a result, Duke and I couldn’t have sex that often. She was seriously throwing salt in my game. So, my sex drive was now in fifth gear, and I needed some bad. Fortunately, BJ’s fine-ass cousin Ray-Ray had been around just as much as her, and I began to feel him a whole lot. There was no resisting this six-foot tall black stallion. He had tiger eyes that hypnotized at first glance, and muscles that bulged as thick as the knots of money in his pockets. We were all chilling, smoking, and watching movies when Ray-Ray started to make his move.
    â€œDamn, girl!” he yelled as I bent my twenty-four-inch waistline over and mooned him, showing my soft golden ass as I changed the DVD.
    I knew the sight of my tender, eighteen-year-old ass hanging out would get his attention, if nothing else did. I pretended as if I didn’t know what his sudden outburst was about.
    â€œDamn, girl, what?” I asked, trying to be nonchalant.
    It was hard to keep from laughing with BJ on the couch, constantly snickering. BJ was my girl, and she’d seen me in action before, so she knew exactly what I was up to.
    â€œYou know what the hell I’m talking ’bout. You keep putting that