Chapter 35

It was the next day in San Diego, Rebecca Knight walked into her bathroom and turned on her shower which woke up her loving husband.

Rebecca kissed Larry on the cheek.

"Good morning, handsome."

"Hey, beautiful. How was your night?" Larry said.

"How is this?" Rebecca said, showing him the wads of money she earned.

"Damn, girl. What kind of witchcraft did you do?" Larry asked.

"A woman has her ways..." Becky smiled her pretty smile.

"Ok... pussy can be a powerful force." Larry said, chuckling.

"Of course." She said, as she began to flash Larry her panties. "You like?" Rebecca said.

"Woman, I have work in like 20 minutes! But... wait till I get home, huh?" Larry said, smiling then kissing her.

"Speaking of work... did you know Solomon part owns that strip club? Same one I work at." Rebecca said.

"Solomon did say he had a connection to that. He never said that..." Larry pondered.

"Turns out Max is his brother in law. When I danced for him, he warned me about his brother in law, basically he said Max just stares and cops feels at the dancers. He pretends to be in charge, but Max is a wannabe pimp."

"You have a problem with this dude?" Larry said.

"Not yet. Solomon has him in check... the best he could. He says he has my back." She said.

"But still, if you got problems..." "I know. I know. I kinda want to see you do it, but I got a plan." Rebecca said.

"And if that fails..."

"There's always... always... a plan B. Have a nice day, honey!" She said, kissing her husband. "I'm going to take a shower!"

(Intro hits)

Meanwhile, Luther Lawson was at Coog Radio headquarters. His idea was fresh in his head. A familiar face approached him.

"Rico! My man! About my idea..." Luther said.

"Yeah, about that... you're in!" Rico said.

"My man. I got to text Anna about this." Luther said.

"Which one? Girlfriend or..."

"The other one. You know that." Luther said, laughing.

Luther texted Anna Van Dam, saying:

"You're on tonight before the mix."

"You do have a mix tonight, do you, Rico?" Luther asked.

"Hell yeah. My best yet."

"What do you think about the name DJ Get Right?" Luther asked, tilting his head.

"Keep working on that." Rico said, patting his back.

"I will. See you later, man."

Luther then texted his girlfriend, Anna Williams. He texted...

"On my way, doll face."

Chauncey Chancellor was outside waiting for Luther. They both got in his car. Chauncey sped off.

"So, what'd they say, bro?"

"I convinced them to get Anna, (the basketball player, not my Anna) to do a segment on my show."

"Dude, that's great. She had 'Anna's Song', right?"

"No, that's my girlfriend Anna. You know, she has a session today." Luther said. "You know, she thinks someone may be flirting with me. This rapper, Nova. I don't see it."

"Ohhhh. I saw her instagram. She kinda bad. Shit, she can have me!" Chauncey said, smiling.

"Ummm, aren't you fucking a whole ass MILF right now?" Luther asked. "God, you're horny."

The cousins soon got to their destination, which was the studio which Anna was doing her song in. They went in.

"What's up, Luther? Good to see you. Now that you're here, we can get started..." Dom said.

"Wait. You said now that I'm here." Luther said.

"You got a part In Anna's next song. Think DJ Khaled 'We The Best,' only a lot more subdued." Dom said.

"Oh, cool. I got the intro. It's a ballad, ain't it?" Luther said.

"Yup."

"Oh, I got to see this." Chauncey said.

"This is my cousin Chauncey Chancellor. Don't you have some... to do? You know?" Luther said, mouthing "Tami?" At him.

"She doesn't live that far."

"Anyway... yo, your man's here!" Dom called out.

Meanwhile, A few minutes across town in the home of Tami Morris, Tami was getting ready for her stream with Chauncey. She was running a shower for herself. Nude, she got her phone and prepared to take a selfie.

"Damn, I look good." Tami said. "Get ready... because I'm about to suck the hell out of that dick."

She posed with two fingers in her mouth sucking seductively. She then sent the picture to Chauncey with the message:

"I'm ready."

Chauncey replied back:

"On the way..."

Just as she was about to get in the shower, a knock on the door came. She wrapped herself up in a towel and answered. At the door was...

"JD? What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Tami..." JD said.

"Let me guess what you're here for..."

"I am here to say..." JD started.

"Yo, Tami! You ready?" Chauncey said, arriving.

"I know that's not who I think it is. I know that's not who I think it is." JD said, annoyed.

Tami waved to her new boy toy.

"You're here to beg, once again, for all of this..." Tami said, flashing her ex all her curves. "Too bad you ain't getting it."

JD then forced her inside the house.

"Like that's stopping me. Him? Him? That's who you're fucking now? Really?" He said, angrily.

"Yup. And you're the one who cheated on me. So... I found one of my own. And goddamn, his dick game is..." Tami said, before getting interrupted by JD with a rough kiss. Tami broke it off immediately.

"I bet he can't fuck like me though..." He shrugged.

"You right. He can't. He does it better." Tami said. JD then grabbed her by the throat.

Chauncey came behind JD and got him off of Tami, heaving him. Chauncey then punched him in the jaw, starting a fight between the ex and the new boy toy. The fight ended when Tami (currently with a robe on) attempted to break up the fight. Her robe became undone. Chauncey somehow knocked JD out with an uppercut.

"DAMN." Tami said, looking at her ex's carcass. Chauncey looked at his hand.

"You all right?" Chauncey said.

"Yeah, I'll take care of this. Go. I'll call you later." Tami said. "Oh, and thanks."

Tami kissed Chauncey on the cheek.

Back in the studio was Luther Lawson in the booth...

"Ok, Luther, you ready?" Dom said, in the headphones of Luther.

"Yeah."

"This is the intro. I want you to be inspirational. Use your basketball PA voice, you know. Say whatever. Think DJ Khaled in this, all right?" Dom said.

"I got you." Luther said.

Dom started the instrumental of Anna's song "Superstar."

"Yeah. Luther Lawson..."

Anna sung an impressive run.

"We the greatest. This song is for all of the superstars. Put up your hands up high... and say..."

The chorus started, sung by Anna.

"Sing it girl... uh. We the greatest! PUT YOUR HANDS UP. PUT YOUR HANDS UP."

Meanwhile, on campus after practice was Devon Thornton. Waiting outside was Justin Lupin.

"Hey, Devon." He said, playfully slapping him on the butt.

"What up?"

"Nothing really. You wanted to talk to me, you know." Justin said.

"Justin, I want to tell you..." Devon then pecked a kiss on his lips. Justin smiled.

"Tell me what?"

"Being friends with you opened my eyes to something I never thought..." Devon said.

"Is this what I think it is?"

"What?"

"That you like Jenna. You're picking her, are you?" Justin said.

"Pretty much, yeah. I hope you're not mad at me."

"No, I'm not mad. Devon, we've become friends... Besides, you said we were friends and nothing else more." Justin said.

"Mmm hmm."

"By the way. This means no pics from you, huh?" Justin asked with a sad look, then smiling.

"Well I am going to miss that caked up ass." Devon said.

"You know... it doesn't have to end like this..." Justin said with a mischievous grin.

Minutes later, in the dorm of Justin Lupin...

Justin laughed while the two made out. Justin was caressing and touching Devon's well built chest. They looked in each other's eyes. Justin Lupin slowly went to his knees and lowered the Chosen One's shorts. A bulge greeted the eyes of Justin. He delicately lowered his boxers and began jerking.

"You like it?" He said, rubbing his balls and jerking him off. He then begun to suck slowly. He nodded and merely said...

"Mmmm... drop Em."

Justin unbuckled his pants, then lowered his briefs. He looked back at Devon looking at him... and smiled.

Later, on the West Coast...

Rebecca was in her bed. Her shift was starting in merely a few hours. All of a sudden, her phone rung. It was Solomon.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Becky, it's me. Do you have time to talk?" Solomon said.

"Yeah, why?"

"I just wanted to ask you something... business related." Solomon said.

"What is it?"

"What if I said I had a way for you to make more money?" Solomon said.

"What kind of way?" Rebecca asked in a quizzical way.

"Let's say it involves the baseball player you danced for... if you're interested, ask me at the club. All right? Just looking out for y'all." Solomon said.

"Thanks."

At this point, Rebecca began to ponder was she in too deep. Deep inside, she liked men going crazy for her while she did what she loved: dancing. But on the other hand, what was waiting for her?