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“Fuck yeah.”
Inhaling more of the joint, I got bored with the conversation, and looked over my shoulder, and checked on my mouse.
Now there were ten women, all dancing in front of Emily and Valentina.
Money covered the stage.
The woman right in front of my mouse moved with a confidence and energy that demanded attention, her body a symphony of motion as she twerked to the pulsating beats that filled the club.
Emily had her hands in the air, throwing more money and rocking her hips.
I blinked.
Maxwell and Tisha continued to formulate their pussy point system, but my focus remained on Emily.
Valentina bumped Emily with her hip and flung more money at the women. Their laughter—carefree and genuine—wove through the air, merging with the music.
They are truly sisters now.
My heart swelled.
Then, the dancer in front of my mouse, dropped into a split.
I widened my eyes.
Maxwell and Tisha’s voices faded into the background.
Emily and my sister responded with enthusiastic applause and tossed money onto her.
Bills fell along her breasts.
Instead of gathering the money, the dancer rolled over and began crawling toward Emily.
Be careful, little one. Do you know who she belongs to?
I turned completely around and took another hit of the joint.
The casual banter that had flowed so freely between Tisha and Maxwell ceased.
Their attention went to the dancer and my mouse too.
Maxwell chuckled. “Well damn, Em.”
“Cousin, looks like you may have some competition for this evening.” Tisha laughed.
The dancer began gyrating against my mouse, slipping her breasts along hers.
I grunted.
Then, she leaned forward, whispered something in my mouse’s ear, and brushed her mouth against Emily’s cheeks.
In that instant, a fierce possessiveness surged within me.
The sight of another person—however innocently or provocatively intended—touching Emily ignited a spark of jealousy that I could neither ignore nor justify. It was irrational, but without a moment’s hesitation, I found myself prowling forward.
“Eh, man!” Maxwell called after me. “What are you doing? It’s just fun and entertainment.”
“But that is my mouse.”
