Chapter 32

After her routine, Rebecca Knight was talking to her fiancé via FaceTime in the dressing room.

"Can you just show me a little something!" Larry said, pleading to her.

"Larry, I just can't show you my pussy in public..." Rebecca started.

"Why?"

"Because, babe! But here are my tits though!" Rebecca showed her breasts to her husband on FaceTime. She smiled her pretty smile.

"Damn, you know how much I love you?" Larry asked.

Becky thought about it.

"Maybe..."

"You'll find out. Wait until I get off." Larry said.

"Yo, someone wants you, Becky!" One of the other dancers, Cameron said.

"Gotta go, babe. Bye!" Becky blew a kiss and hung up.

"So, you got a man, huh?" Jessica asked.

"Yeah, I'm married."

"And he let you strip? Girl, must be nice." Jessica said. "How do I look? My ass look good in this?"

Jessica turned around.

"Hell yeah, shit. I wish I had that much ass." Rebecca playfully smacked it.

After leaving the dressing room, Jessica said in her ear...

"Sis, I found some baseball players over there. We can get bank."

"Yeah, I'll be over there in a few."

Rebecca sashayed over to Solomon.

"Hey."

Solomon looked up.

"How you doing?" Rebecca said to him.

"I did not think you would ever be here..."

"I need money. I didn't think you'd be here either." Rebecca said.

"Man was born in sin. God knows I'm not perfect. And Max is my brother in law. He's my business partner. I got to warn you about Maxwell... he can be like a pimp sometimes, you know." Solomon said. "You really need money? I got you. He doesn't need to know."

"You know what, meet me in the room in the back in a few minutes."

Rebecca sashayed over to the group of guys that Jessica discovered. Rebecca once again spotted a familiar face.

"Hey, boys..."

"Oh yeah, we got a two for one here! Damn, the things I would do to that!"

"Haha, you can look but you can't touch. I don't think you're ready for this. You can't afford all this." Jessica said.

"Are you sure about that?"

A wad of money rained on the both of them. Jessica shook her ass hypnotically as Becky saw Gabriella's husband, Jonathan sitting with them. She dropped it low, twerked her ass cutely in front of Jonathan. She looked at him and mounted Jonathan, whispering in his ear...

"What the fuck are you doing here?"

"They saw you on WorldStar. I said to them that I knew you from college. You know I wouldn't be here WILLINGLY. I'm married! These horny bastards dragged me here." Jonathan said.

"Mm hmm, right..." She said to him. She then seductively whispered:

"Like they can have this." Becky said, dropping her tight ass in the faces of his teammates.

"Haha." Jonathan laughed.

"Come on over here, girl. Bring your sexy ass over here..."

"Yeah... with your tight ass!"

More dollars rained on them. Jessica and Becky looked at each other and smirked. She realized something then... she wasn't a cumslut. She was never even close. She just had a thing for people watching her. And in this case... this was the perfect job for that.

"So, boys... did my friend over here tell you... I love to be watched?" Becky said, slowly dancing and teasing them. Her bra dropped. Her hands were on her breasts covering her nipples.

"Oh?"

"Jon, you found a gem right here."

"You can say that. Ain't nothing like her..." Jonathan said.

"Awww, isn't that sweet?" Rebecca said, shaking her breasts in front of Jonathan, then touching his cheek. More dollars rained.

(Intro hits)

Meanwhile, a frustrated Devon Thornton was outside the dorm building. Bryan Gordon stopped to talk to him.

"So, Nicole and Nick found out about you and Justin. Cecilia basically said your draft stock would go down if news of your sexual orientation came out... ummmm... what else?" Bryan said.

"You got it." Devon said.

"Do you really still want to go pro after this year? Seriously. You look like you're going through it. Do you know what I think?" Bryan said.

"What do you think, Bryan?"

"Devon, you have talent out of this world. The thing is... your maturity. Didn't Nicole tell you to stay and earn your degree? Another thing: Patience. Do you know what that means? This is only your first year here. If you enter the draft after this year, there's other huge prospects." Bryan Gordon said. "If I were you I would wait one more year."

"Bro, but this is my chance to get my family out of things. I screwed up... a lot... before coming here." Devon said.

"I know. But remember what I said: Patience and maturity. You'll make it. You just need to learn those things. Now, if we win the whole thing... situation might be different." Bryan said.

"We will." Devon said, smiling.

"Now, what's up with you and Wolfie?"

"He made me see another side of me that I never thought was possible." Devon said.

"Dude, is this a coming out moment?"

"Bryan, I still love pussy. Still check them out. Everything. I just don't know what the hell..."

"Bisexuality exists, bro. You might be that." Bryan said.

"I'm more confused and curious."

"How?"

"We've kissed, made out... almost fucked... but I don't know how this got here." Devon said.

"Does it matter? Really, does it? Your first friend happens to like dudes and girls. He happens to like you for you. Sexual tension builds and boom."

"Boom?" Devon said, laughing.

"You know what I'm saying."

"So, what's up with Bryan Gordon? You hooked up with Fancy Escobar yet? My God, she had a rack on her!" Devon said.

"Ohhhhh, there's the Devon Thornton I know! A gentleman never kissed and tells... but damn, that's a woman!"

Bryan's cell phone had a message from Fancy.

"That's her."

"Hahaha." Devon said, while walking back in the building.

Devon then got a text from Jenna. It simply said:

"You busy? Can we talk?"

Devon texted back:

"Yeah, I'll be there a few minutes."

Meanwhile, on the West Coast, Rebecca walked in the room currently being occupied by Solomon.

"How are you?" She said.

"Good. And you?" Solomon said.

"Are you here for what I think you are?" Becky said.

"Becky, I married you and brother Larry. I'm not here for that. I'm here to warn you about my brother in law." Solomon said. "And a dance. That's included too."

"What's so bad about Max?"

"Allow me to indulge..."

The music started.

Becky bent over and she shook her ass very sensually, looking at Solomon biting her plump lip. She then said:

"Make it believable," Very softly. Solomon nodded. "You like? You like this tight ass?"

"So the thing is about this place is... I'm the silent partner in this place. Max has hired everyone in this place, including you, that I blessed. But Max has this mindset. Like pimps do. You know. My sister married him years ago. He had the bright idea to open this club, again with an ulterior motive: To look at other women and at times... have sex with them." Solomon said.

Becky turned around, facing Solomon. Her bra dropped. Her breasts were facing him. She was body rolling. Then at that moment, she mounted him and whispered:

"What?"

He whispered...

"Every woman that comes in... he has sex with them. So, I am here to tell you to watch out. I like you, Becky. You're Brother Larry's wife. You say you need money. I got you."

She turned around again and put her leg up expertly. Rebecca looked back at his brown eyes and dropped her thong, showing her womanhood. She dropped her leg and dropped it, picking it back up. She twerked one last time before the time was up. DING.

"Time's up." The bodyguard said.

Solomon got up and gave a handsome pay to Rebecca as she put on her clothes.

"Hey..." Rebecca whispered something to him.

Solomon spanked her on her tight ass while she smiled and sashayed out.

"Hey, girl."

Rebecca turned around. It was one of the men from the baseball team.

"Yes?" She said flirtatiously.

"You got some sexy ass lips, you know that?" He said.

"Thanks." She said, licking her lips.

"Damn, I bet you suck a mean dick with those..."

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Becky said, smiling.

"I do. Bring that sexy ass over here..." He grabbed her arm firmly and went in the bathroom.

"Wait. Wait..."

"You ain't never gotten dick like this..." He said, hungrily.

He forced Rebecca into a stall. He unbuckled his pants. He lowered his boxers. His naked erection got freed. He attempted to make her have oral sex. However, Rebecca fought him off and ran away.

Meanwhile, in another part of campus...

"Hey, Chosen One." Jenna said.

"Jenna James. What's good with you?"

"Just wanted to talk. You had a hell of a game, Chosen One." Jenna said.

"It's what happened afterward that got me a little wound up. See, my cousins and Justin... they..." Devon said.

"What about them? And wasn't Justin part of that peeper thing?"

"He got blackmailed into doing it. Long story. So, after the game, I decided that I would tell Justin how I feel. That went good, you know? But Cecilia, my teammate's cousin, said that if I say anything about my sexuality, my draft stock would drop. Which pissed me off because..." Devon said.

"Why would you be pissed?"

"I never thought about it, but sports sometimes are so bigoted. Homophobia, all that shit." Devon said.

"Yup. It is. I played volleyball... I got called all kinds of names when I turned down dudes."

"I knew you were a volleyball chick! That body. That ass? Damn, I'm good!" Jenna laughed.

"Only in high school though. I wasn't that good, you know." Jenna said.

"In high school, you couldn't tell me shit. I was cocky as hell. I screwed up a lot. I met Justin before the season started. We hung out. Became friends. And I don't know how but we kissed. Made out multiple times." Devon said.

"Are you..."

"I don't know." Devon said. "I really don't."

"Well... I know how to answer that question."

Jenna James kissed Devon Thornton. Devon kissed back. After a few seconds, the two broke off the kiss. Jenna licked her lips. To which Devon said:

"Well damn."

Meanwhile in San Diego...

In the dressing room, Jessica looked at Rebecca who rushed in.

"What's up with you?" Jessica said.

"This sicko tried to make me suck his cock! Jess, can I ask you a question? Did Max ever fuck you?" Rebecca asked.

"Sis, I hate to tell you this but that happens a lot here. And... where'd you hear that?"

"My last private dance was a partner of this place. I know him. He married me and my husband."

"What?" Jessica said, taken aback.

"His name is Solomon. He's in the military with my husband. Anyway... did he?"

"Yes. Yes, he did." Jessica said.

"Oh my goodness."

It was at this moment, Becky got herself in a predicament.

"Jess, you're on."

"Time to make some paper. I'll see you out there." Jessica said.

Jessica sashayed out the door. Rebecca watched as a voice rang out behind her.

"He did it to me too. After my first night."

Rebecca walked towards her.

"You're the new chick, huh? Name's Cameron. Coco is my stage name. This was supposed to be a temporary job until I started college, but..."

"But what?" Rebecca said.

"My first night here, I made bank. I couldn't get my money until he fucked me."

Rebecca Knight was in a big predicament now. However, in her smart brain of hers, a plan was forming...

"Good to know. I got a plan for y'all."

Back in Houston, in Greek Row, at the sorority house was Jenna and Devon passionately making out. They quickly went to her bedroom, stripping off each other's clothes. As she took a breath, she took a glance at Devon's body and looked him in his eyes...

"Fuck me. Fuck me hard..." She softly said.

Devon pushed Jenna on the bed. She stripped off her leggings, showing her long milky legs as she opened them. She looked at him, biting her lip in anticipation, waiting for him. Soon after, Devon dived in, moving her panties aside, finally revealing her beautiful tight womanhood to him.

"Ugh. Oh, Daddy... mmmm, fuck me..."

That would be the beginning of a very interesting relationship for Devon and Jenna.