Chapter 1
Taleya
“What am I writing on this thing again?” I ask my best friend Aasha.
“Did you take your shot?” she asks snappily.
“No. I was trying to remember what to write on this name card?” I snap back.
“Hoe, take the damn shot first, loosen your stiff ass up, then I’ll tell you,” she says while playfully rolling her eyes.
I roll my eyes back, hard, then walk to the table by the door with the drinks labeled Cum Shots. It’s only whipped vodka, but the name keeps with the theme of the night. I let Aasha drag my ass to a sex party and I don’t have time for this. I fuck. I have sexand I love my toys but I don’t need a party or audience to buy them. But nevertheless, I down two shots.
Hopefully, that’ll make me want to be here.
We’re at a Bedroom Vixen party hosted by one of Aasha’s coworkers who is a consultant. To match the sexy vixen theme, we were told to dress in black lingerie or black sleep attire and bring an open mind and money to spend. Even though it’s cold as hell out, I came on theme with my black two-piece boxer and tee set, hidden under my peacoat when we first got here. I brought cash just in case my spirit moves me to buy anything.
Before heading back to the sectional, I grab two more shots and stop by the food table to grab another snack tray. Besides needing something in my stomach to absorb the vodka, I also just want more food. There are mini, individual appetizer trays with seafood pasta salad, meatballs, and wings on the food tables. The meatballs and wings are on point, and honestly, the only things keeping my ass in this house.
I’m tired as hell.
After six hours of clinicals, all I wanted to do was shower and sleep for a few hours before my shift tonight. As a third-year student in the Pharm.D. program at Crescent Falls University, my days are spent completing my required hours of Introductory Pharmacy Practice Experiences. I’m currently doing them at the twenty-four-hour pharmacy, Rx-R-Us. When I leave there, I shower, eat, and nap so I can be refreshed and ready for work. I’m a VIP server at the hottest nightclub in the city, Black Diamonds.
The VIP section at Black Diamonds is elite. There’s a two-bottle minimum with twenty-five percent gratuity and the bottles are definitely not cheap. Our regulars include ballers, celebrities, artists, and deep pockets in the city. Their generous tips pay my bills and tuition, so I have to make sure I’m on when I step foot in VIP.
This little sex party is interrupting my nap time and therefore can affect my attitude and money tonight. I’m truly only here because Aasha begged me. Her sister Leesha was supposed to accompany her but Leesha’s baby is sick so that left me, her bestie, as her voluntold-plus one.
As soon as I hand Aasha the shot, she clinks it against mine. We take them to the head then I sit. Her greedy ass reaches for the tray before my ass is fully on the sectional. She pulls the lid off and grabs a wing.
“The seafood salad is for you,” I scoff.
“Hell, I wanted a wing. They look good as shit,” she says before taking a bite. “And taste even better. What flavor is this?”
While tapping the lid of the labeled tray with my nail, I tell her, “Reading is fundamental, trick. It says hot honey.” Her mouth is stuffed with my chicken so she can’t speak but she definitely rolls her eyes.
“Okay!” the hostess yells lightly. “It’s time to get this sexy party started. For those of you who don’t know me, I’m Icelyn, your fine ass Bedroom Vixen hostess this evening. Before we get started, has everyone had a cum shot?” she asks and the response is loud and clear. We’ve all had at least one, but from the rambunctiousness in this living room, it’s clear most of us have had more.
“Then let’s have some fun with introductions. We’re going in order and you just need to read what you wrote on the card,” Icelyn says.
“Oh, well I need a pen,” one of the ladies says.
“Me too,” another one says and Icelyn hands out the missing pens.
“I’ll give y’all five more minutes then,” Icelyn says and I sigh in relief.
I forgot about the damn card.
“What did you put?” I ask Aasha.
“Something quick. Hi, I’m Aasha. I love to eat apples and I have good ass,” she says, then shrugs. “A is hard and boring. What you got Miss T?”
“I don’t know, hell. Maybe… I’m Taleya. I love to eat tiramisu and I have good…top,” I say and she howls.
“Bitch! Not top. I’m screaming.”
“Shit. We’re at a sex party, so sloppy top it is. Titties and thighs didn’t sound right.”
“True, I guess. But tiramisu? You don’t even eat that shit,” she huffs.
