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MARCH 7, 2020
HOME – 9:50 a.m.
I was awakened by soft whispers. As my eyes focused, I could see Cami, dressed and frantically moving about.
“How do I look? Is this okay?”
Sway, wearing only a red sheer lace thong, stood back, giving Cami a final look-see. “Fabulous.” She adjusted the tips of her tresses. “You look fabulous.”
“I’m nervous. Why am I so nervous?” She extended her arms. “Look. I’m shaking.”
Sway took her hands. “Oh, come on… Relax. What are you worried about?”
“I don’t want to fuck this up.”
“How? Everything’s going to be okay.”
“I’ve never had a big-time trick like this before.”
“You have this one, and there will be plenty more. Just go with it and have fun.”
“Really? You think so?”
“Yes. As beautiful as you are, how can you miss?”
Cami looked across to me. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you, Daddy?”
“It’s okay.”
“Wish me luck?”
“I will. Just be smart and don’t do anything you’re not comfortable with or don’t want to do.” I propped on my elbow. “If you have any problems or if you want to come home, hit us up. Wherever you are, we’ll go and get you.”
Cami’s phone vibrated. “Oh shit! The driver will be here in one minute… Now I’m all nervous again.”
Sway smiled as Cami walked to me. “Bye, daddy. I can’t wait to get back.” She squeezed my cheeks, pouting my lips, and placed hers to mine for a kiss. “I’ll be thinking about you the entire time.”
She turned to Sway. The two embraced tightly. “Cami… I love you, girl.”
“I love you, too. Bye.”
Sway, grinning mischievously, hurriedly spun the swing lock and quickly twisted the dead-bolt latch before dashing towards the window. She parted the curtains. “A whole stretch Limo! Black!”
“No shit?!” I rose to my feet, looking over Sway’s shoulder. “That’s a fucking ten passenger.”
It wasn’t long before Cami appeared. She glanced up, tossing a quick wave before ducking through the held-open door.
The chauffeur, a stocky built gentleman with a blazing red crew, secured Cami before loading her luggage into the cavernous trunk.
He then took his place behind the wheel of the cockpit. Within moments, the big Lincoln pulled away.
“She’s gone, Andre.”
I looked to Sway, studying her expression as she stared intently. The bright morning sun illuminated her argent irises. “You’re worried.”
“I am… A little.”
HOME – 1:20 a.m.
My phone rang. It was Sway. “Andre!”
“Hey…”
“Were you asleep?”
“I think so… Yeah, what time…?” I stole a peek at the clock, then quick-glanced the window. “That can’t be… How did I sleep this long?”
“You’ve been stressed, that’s all. You needed to get some rest.”
“But…”
“Baby, listen to me. I have something to tell you… Something to ask you.”
“Is everything okay?” I turned, sitting on the side of the bed.
“Yeah… I just wanted to let you know that I’m bringing a friend home with me. Are you good with it? She needs to hang out for a couple of days. She lives with her grandmother, and they’re not getting along right now.”
I rubbed the corners of my eyes. “Another girl, Sway? Does she have a pimp too?”
“No, she’s just young and wilding out.”
“How young?”
“Nineteen, but she is a ho. A straight-up ho. Can’t wait to fuck. Any price!”
“So what’s Cami going to think about this when she gets back? Some strange girl all up in her space…before she even gets to enjoy it?”
“They know each other. They’re cool. That’s actually how I met her.”
“Cool already? What’s her name?”
“Tyler. She’s fucking beautiful too! Dark chocolate. Tall and slim with a perfect body. Perfect, Daddy. You have to see it to believe it.”
“She’s black?”
“Yes! And her eyes… She has eyes like Diana Ross.”
“Who?”
“Diana Ross! You’re all old school and you don’t know Diana Ross?!”
“I know that name…”
“From The Supremes, Andre!”
“Oh fuck!” I laughed.
“I’m about to revoke your Super Fly card, man.”
“But can we trust this girl, Sway? We don’t know what’s really going on with her. All you have is her side of the story.”
“She gives me a good vibe.”
“I’m going to be honest with you. I’m not sure about this one.”
“She’s got five bands right now. Cash money!”
“A choosing fee?”
“I’m thinking more of like… Like a down payment in case she decides to flake out. That way you won’t be out of your investment.”
“A choosing fee.”
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