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the tow truck and I was on my way. “He can never satisfy you like I can. Kashawn can’t make you come seven times in a night.”
    â€œLook, I’m not going to lie. You got some skills that surpass even the most die-hard of pussy-eating connoisseurs, but I can’t do this. It’s not going to happen.”
    â€œOh, no?” Deanthony placed his hand on my thigh and started working his hand up my dress.
    â€œStop.”
    â€œYou don’t want me to stop.”
    As he steered the truck with his left hand, he tore away at my black nylon with his right. I shivered as he sneaked a finger behind the wall of my silk, purple panties. When I felt his finger inside me, Deanthony was in full damn control. He was making my pussy purr.
    â€œYou still want me to stop?”
    â€œShut up and drive.”
    Deanthony fucked me until I couldn’t take it anymore. He eased his finger out of me and sucked it clean of my juices. I was happy to finally make it home. Kashawn came outside as Deanthony pulled in front of the house.
    â€œAre you okay?” Kashawn asked.
    â€œYeah, just a little wet , that’s all.”
    â€œHey, man, thanks for rescuing my girl.”
    His girl? Was he serious?
    â€œI was in the area anyway. Besides, Bree is family,” Deanthony said.
    Deanthony looked at me, knowing now that I would come back, that I would have many moments of weakness.

3
TANGELA
    T he day Bree told me that she and Deanthony messed around, I wanted to drop to the floor and do the worm. And, of course, she would run to me. I’m only her best friend, the bitch she tells everything to. She called me, sounding all crazy and melodramatic as usual when she gets high-strung, saying that she needed to talk to me. I figured it was something bad the way she was going on, and I assumed it had something to do with Deanthony.
    â€œWhat happened?”
    â€œI don’t want to tell you over the phone. I’m coming over.”
    Bree hung the phone up before I could tell her that I had a man over. But that’s Bree: selfish as hell where everything has to be about her, and fuck everybody else. I honestly was nowhere near in the mood to hear about the cluster-fuck shit storm she had gotten herself into this time, nor did I care to lend her my shoulder to cry on. I had to take a rain check on the heart-pounding, toe-curling fucking this guy I’d met at Club Rehab, Trevor, was about to put down on me. With the way my pussy was screaming for some attention, this had better be good.
    I was settled in for tonight with my silk white robe on, and naked as a jaybird underneath. Trevor was none too happy when I told him that I would have to take a rain check on fucking, that my friend was in distress and on her way over. I hated having to kick a fine-ass man like him out of my bed, and with a hard-on at that.I gave him a wet-hot French kiss as a consolation prize, so I could play fake best friend to Bree.
    Honestly, I was curious to find out what all the drama was about. It took Bree all of ten minutes to get to my house. I didn’t even wait for her to ring the doorbell. I opened the door and Bree walked in like she was a woman on a mission. The way she looked, I thought she was going to tell me that she had killed somebody.
    â€œSo what’s going on?”
    Bree started to pace my living room floor, something she always did when she was stressed about something. “Girl, I fucked up bad this time. Kashawn is never going to forgive me.”
    I was tired and not in the mood. “Are you going to tell me what’s up, or are you going to make me play guessing games?”
    â€œI cheated on Kashawn.”
    As soon as I heard the word cheated , I pepped right up. “Say again?”
    â€œKashawn is going to leave me.”
    â€œWho did you have an affair with?”
    Bree plopped her behind down on my chocolate leather sofa. “It was Deanthony.”
    â€œOh damn,