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“You just had a baby a few months ago. You better check the floor and make sure ain’t nothing fall out while you was shaking ass,” he said, and though he and I were beefing somewhat, I couldn’t help but join everyone else in laughter as Kabrina fussed at him through chuckles on their way out.
Lequay and Asif followed with Scotland being thrown over the former’s shoulder and Anastazia being carried bridal style by the latter, doing her best to shield her bottom half in the skimpy dress she wore. Scotland was doing the same, having also worn a tiny dress.
“You stay doing some shit,” Lequay admonished his wife somewhat playfully, heading for the door alongside Asif.
“You ’bout to come shake some ass for the nigga who deserve it,” Asif told Anastazia, making the room giggle as he kissed her neck.
“Instead of on fucking camera,” Lequay added.
“That’s right!” Kailey supported.
“We didn’t know there was a camera!” Scotland defended herself.
“You gon’ pay me?” Anastazia joked.
“Right!” Scotland cheered.
“How much?” Sif paused his steps.
“One million for head, and one and a half for sex,” Anastazia replied, sending us into a fit of giggles.
“Hell yeah!” Scotland agreed.
“That’s it?” Asif frowned, shutting our giggling asses up. “You ain’t charging enough for that gold, love, and I’m speaking from experience. I tell you what though; I’m gon’ take you home, do what I want with it, then ’cause a nigga love you, I’m gon’ pay you what it’s actually worth.”
Lequay laughed at his brother as Anastazia stared up into her husband’s eyes, blushing as if she had a soul deep crush on him while he held her.
“Okay,” she replied, mesmerized.
“Girl!” Bambi shouted, causing laughter as Asif continued out behind Lequay and Scotland.
“A new baby gon’ be here in about nine months,” Analicia said, which we all agreed with.
I noticed Cemone was nowhere to be found, but when soft moans sounded off, interspersed with the music playing, I quickly figured out why.
“I need a nigga to still wanna see me shake my ass and pay me for cooch he don’ had ’bout one hundred times even after I have all his kids,” Kailey said randomly, while staring off in deep intoxicated thought.
“Girl, shut the fuck up, please,” I replied, making Bambi, Analicia, Couture, and Presley laugh.
“How long before y’all rides come? Khari is on the way, and we need the house to ourselves.” Couture checked the time on her Patek.
“Y’all been together the longest and still act like honeymooners,” Bambi acknowledged, causing her best friend to redden and grin.
Only ten minutes later, and only a few minutes after Yolani and Cemone emerged from the back, looking happy but disheveled and guilty, Low came to the door.
“This bitch.” Kailey laughed as I hopped up quickly, grabbing my things so I could greet him.
“You’ll get it soon, watch,” Analicia said.
“Nah, I don’t think a man could ever make me run. I don’t workout. I’m naturally fine,” she slurred, forgetting that she was a whole ballet dancer and that attributed to her taut body.
“You find one who is fine, tall, keeps money, takes care of you, has good dick, and is faithful, you’ll be asking how high when that nigga says to jump.” Couture schooled her, my other sisters-in-law plus Bambi agreeing.
“You may have a point.” Kailey bobbed her head languidly.
“Exactly.” I pulled the door open. “Hi.” I hugged his neck just before he kissed me.
“Damn.” Low chuckled. “Let me get yo’ ass to the crib ASAP.” His teeth sunk down into his lip as he gripped my ass distastefully. “Y’all good?” He peeked in, causing a clamor of yeahs and yeses to sound off.
