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After Tawanna Left Allen gave Traci the grand tour of his mansion and then he showed her his studio.
"this beats my brothers broken down thing" traci scoffs looking around. "sweetie you gotta have the best when you record, you know to get good quality" allen began sitting at the sound board.
"my voice is the only quality on my demos"
"well i'm gonna change that, you can do a demo here tonight" allen offered.
Traci quickly walked into the booth and allen threw on a beat he was working on, traci began to sing like she wrote the song years ago about a lover who did her wrong. allen didn't stop her to check pitches because she sounded perfect, he was intoxicated with her voice.
"you gotta get on the label i'm startin" allen suggested in awe. "i was good?, i thought i sounded a little shaby"
"shaby, girl please, you sounded terrific" allen complimented. "i feel even better" traci breathed out.
"really?" allen questioned. "did you get that recorded?" traci took off the headphones going into the soundboard room.
"yeah, three disks will copy by tomorrow" allen pressed a couple of buttons. "thanks for giving me the grand tour" traci stood next to allen looking down at him.
"what's your favorite part of my house?" allen asked sitting back. "well my favorite part is the house itself, it could use some new decorating but the shape and ceiling's are great" traci turned around leaning on the soundboard.
"what's your favorite room?" allen asked rubbing his chin. "well this is a close second but your bedroom is my favorite" traci smiled big.
"good then we'll go there to talk" allen shot out his chair.
Allen walked with Traci to his room, he decided to see where he stood with her tonight.
Tawanna sped home, she was so pissed at B but even more pissed at Allen. how could b let him get involved with this Traci bitch anyway, was it because of all the times she flirted with other people including him? That wasn't important, what was important was getting her man back and she decided to talk to him tonight after his heifer left.
In the room Traci and allen got comfortable on the bed. Traci noticed a scrap book bigger than the bible and decided to flip through the pages.
