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under wraps. Though GG had passed on, Mira still felt obligated to uphold her perfect image in public as homage to her great-grandmother.
    That night, on the side of the road, Mira flirted nonstop with Sam to get a read on whether or not she was gay. Fortunately for her, Sam was a lesbian, and made no bones about it. The two exchanged numbers, and Mira promptly called the next day. At the time, Mira was engaged to be married to a successful businessman, but that didn’t stop her from fucking Sam on the side. Her fiancé was too preoccupied with work to keep her happy in bed, so she found a replacement. Sam could lick pussy better than any man, and Mira quickly became addicted. She would call Sam at all hours of the day and night, begging her to come over and scratch her itch. Their lovemaking was so hot that Mira eventually called off her wedding—that was of course after GG had passed away—and began seeing Sam full-time.
    Initially Sam loved pleasing Mira, but Mira’s demands were becoming overwhelming. Mira expected Sam to drop everythingto answer her booty calls, and as a result, Sam’s business was beginning to suffer.
    “You know, I can’t keep rushing over here every time you call,” Sam said, kissing Mira on the neck.
    “And why not?” Mira asked, putting her arms around Sam’s neck and pulling her down on the bed.
    “Because I have a business to run. As a matter of fact, I had to decline a towing job in the Bronx to come over here,” she said, sounding a little upset.
    “If it’s money you’re worried about, I’ll make up for your lost job,” she said, planting a juicy kiss on Sam’s lips.
    Sam pulled away. “Mira, I don’t want your money. I’ve worked long and hard to build my business. I’ve got three trucks now, and am working on buying a fourth one, so I need to service every job that comes in. Unfortunately, I didn’t have my business handed down to me, and don’t have the luxury of kicking back when I feel like it,” she said, with a hint of disdain in her voice.
    Mira didn’t like the way Sam was talking to her, and wanted to set the record straight. “Look, Sam, I may have inherited my great-grandmother’s company, but trust me, I don’t ‘kick back,’ ” she said, putting emphasis on the phrase, “whenever I feel like it. I work my ass off. GG left the company to me because she knew that I would take it to another level. I’m not fickle like my mother, who could care less about business. Fortunately, today my schedule is light, which is a rarity, and I thought maybe you’d be in the mood to come over and play, but I guess I was wrong.” Mira sat up and crossed her arms in front of her chest, obviously upset.
    “I do want to play. It’s just that you can’t expect me to drop everything whenever you call.” She scooted closer and kissed Mira on the lips, trying to smooth things over. Sam truly enjoyed being with Mira and didn’t want to ruin their morning lovemaking, especially after she’d blown off a client.
    Mira was still pissed and didn’t return Sam’s kiss. She was used to being in control and didn’t like being spoken to like
she
was the subordinate. All of her life, Mira had been in a leadership-type role. As a child she felt more like the parent than her mother, who was usually out partying or at home entertaining. Mira’s mother Rose was wild and had Mira when she was only seventeen. Rose never acted like a mother, but an older sister, and treated her daughter like an adult, often leaving Mira to fend for herself. As a result Mira had to make grown-up decisions at an early age. Thus was born her controlling nature.
    “Come on, baby, don’t be mad,” Sam said, picking up on Mira’s sour disposition. Sam knew Mira’s weak spot was her neck, and began slowly nibbling on her left earlobe, then trailed her tongue down to Mira’s sweet spot. She started sucking, and didn’t stop until she heard Mira’s moans. Sam then slipped her hand in between