The girls and I decided we wanted to be sluts for tonight. So it was only mandatory to dress the part. I mean, we are in Sin City, right? I decided to take my space away from Lorenzo. Quite frankly, I'm not too depressed about it. I haven't seen or heard from him in two days and at this point he can keep it that way.
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(Leila's outfit)
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(Nia's outfit)
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(Reneé's outfit)
I was feeling way too confident and sexy. Especially in this wig that Reneé had picked out for me. I feel like Toni Braxton in her early years. I did a smokey eye with dark red lipstick and I'm feeling like I'm ready to snatch somebody's man tonight. I don't know what it is about lace, but it just turns me into a video vixen the way it hugs my voluptuous curves.
I'm already feeling a little buzzed from the couple of Pink Whitney shots and XXL drink I had thirty minutes ago before coming into the club. As I was dancing, I felt a large hand land on my ass and without hesitation, Nia pushed the drunk asshole. "Don't be touchin my bitch, you ugly ass nigga!" She shouted.
