"Who's this?" I asked."Jada Sharpley," Cassandra stated through gritted teeth."Excuse me?"Cassandra sighed. "The REAL Jada Sharpley. Here's what I've ...een able to find in the last hour or so. Bob Sharpley told you the truth about one thing: his daughter Jada had become disillusioned with school and dropped out of NYU. But that's it. The real Jada packed up and decided to live a bohemian life in France. She's been there all this time, completely unaware of what's going on." WHAT?" I barked. She licked her drying lips and softly chewed on them. His hands drifted lower, down her back. It felt so good but deep in her gut, she was beginning to tremble. She tried to open her eyes, but somehow, her heavy lids lifted only slightly before dreamily falling shut again. Her body tingled as he massaged her more deeply."Ca-Cal..." she whispered. Calvin remained mute. His brow was angled downward over his narrowed brown eyes. His fingers probed along her back, and he eased his knuckles against. So as I continued my normal social routines, I kept an eye open for potentials. I even got “lucky” one night, when I got ‘hit on’ by a woman. A Beautiful blue-eyed blonde. I let her play and flirt with me for a while, deciding to definitely let her be in my game. Slowly but surly I gathered a list of people whom I would want to play and be played with. Now for the setting. I didn’t want to do it in my house, so I decided to rent a hotel room, a nice one.I spoke to each candidate separately,. My adviceto you is to shut up!" she said sternly."If I were you I would be concentrating on what you are going totell your parents and family who are coming in two weeks to seeyou NOT walk across the stage and graduate with your class. Notto mention what your new college NYU that you are alwaysbragging about your acceptance to, might think of this. Dear,"she said smiling, "you have no idea what kind of trouble you arein, my young embezzler."I actually started to almost cry and begged for her.