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"Kendall, this shit is getting out of hand!"
Fantasia yelled, looking at the new surveillance videos playing in Kendall's office.
"The building has security. Why the hell do you need it right at our door like this?"
"Fantasia, do you forget that I'm a basketball player? Do you forget that I'm one endorsement away from being a true celebrity? Once Pepsi and Nike sign, it's all over. I have a duty to protect you."
Fantasia did not like all the extra protection. She already began taking telecourses so that she didn't have to go on campus. She seldom got to drive her car because Kendall wanted her to always have security.
"Kendall, this is crazy. I don't see any of the other basketball wives with all this shit. There's something going on that you aren't telling me, and I want to know what the fuck it is!"
Fantasia was furious. Kendall sighed.
"Baby, I've received a few threats. And that psycho girl from the wedding still hasn't been found. She already approached you once. What happens if you are alone and she sees you? I'm not willing to take that chance."
Fantasia was horrified.
"Kendall, you said that she was just an overzealous fan. Now you're saying that she is some kind of stalker."
Fantasia couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"I don't really know what she is, but I'm not going to take that chance. I won't be able to live with myself if anything ever happened to you."
Kendall hugged Fantasia. Fantasia wrapped her arms around Kendall.
"I understand what you're saying, but this is still ridiculous. I don't want to feel like a prisoner in my own home, and that is what I feel like. From now on I am going to go some places on my own. If Zaria and Armani are with me, then I don't need the bodyguard or the driver. I am going to take my car and go with my friends."
Kendall knew he was not going to win the fight, so he gave up. Fantasia left his office and went to take a bath. Kendall watched her leave then closed his door. He quickly snatched the phone and left another voicemail.
"You'd better be not answering the phone because you've gotten out of town. If you come anywhere near my wife, I'm going to make sure you pay."
He slammed the phone down, realizing he was in a real mess.

Mckenna stared at the computer screen. She and the other night owls typed away on their various midterm projects and papers. Mckenna loved coming to the computer lab in the early morning hours when there weren't many people out. She decided to take a break from her paper to check her Facebook page. She had twelve new messages, twenty-four new friend requests, and seven new comments. Mckenna read the comments. It was the usual: girls trying to flirt via Facebook. She read through her messages. They were mostly from men, so she quickly deleted them. All of her friends were deleted, since she'd never heard of any of them. She never understood why people sent friend requests and didn't take the time to say hello at all. Suddenly, her Messenger alert popped up.
She had a new instant message.

Sexykittenu: Hey Kenna
Mckenna looked at her friends list; this was someone she didn't know.
KillaK: Who is this?
Sexykittenu: Someone special
Mckenna was about to press ignore when another message came through.
Sexykittenu: Want to know who I am? Come around the corner to your marketing classroom.

Mckenna decided to take a chance. She grabbed her bag and headed to the class. Mckenna could see a shadowy figure sitting in the far corner. She went to turn the light on.
"Don't turn the light on. Just lock the door and come over here,"
the seductive voice instructed. Mckenna instantly recognized the voice.
"It's about time you got at me, Tara,"
Mckenna said as she walked up on Tara.
"How did you know it was me?"
Tara said, as Nckenna grabbed her butt.
"I never forget a sexy voice."
Mckenna kissed Tara on her neck.
"So, what's the business?"
"I want you to fuck me. Can you handle that?"
Tara said as she sat on top of the desk. Mckenna laughed.
"Girl, you gon' need to ask yourself that question when I'm done."
Mckenna pulled down Tara's little dress. She didn't have on any underwear, which made things easier for Mckenna. Mckenna began to devour her breasts, licking over her erect nipples.

"Fuck the sweet shit, Mckenna. Fuck me now,"
Tara demanded as she took Mckenna's hand and placed it on her wet pussy.
"Damn, girl, let me do my thing,"
Cooley said as she rammed two of her fingers into Tara causing her to jump.
"See be careful what you ask for."
Mckenna grabbed hold of Tara's ass and pulled her toward the edge of the desk. She pushed the girl's legs open wide, and as she slid her body between them, she began to finger-fuck Tara like she had a real penis.
Tara's body twitched each time Mckenna hit her G-spot.
"Oh, yes, harder,"
Tara moaned. Mckenna turned her over and pressed her chest down against the cool, hard desk. She began to hit it from the back. She got off watching Tara's plump ass shake each time she pounded the soft flesh harder. Tara's whole body began to shake as Mckenna felt her juices running down her arm. Tara turned around and smiled.
"Well, well, I must say I didn't expect that,"
Tara said as she pulled up her dress.
"Never underestimate me,"
Mckenna responded as she pulled Tara close to kiss her. Tara turned her head.
"No kissing. I have a man, remember."
Tara smiled.
"But I will be in touch soon."
Mckenna stood shocked as Tara headed toward the door.
"Yeah, you be in touch. Maybe I'll answer."
Tara looked over her shoulder.
"Trust me, you will."
She walked out of the door. Mckenna
didn't know what to think. She smiled. The cockiness turned her on. She was going to get Tara again.

Mckenna pulled up to her apartment. She cursed to herself when she saw Mahogany sitting in her car.
"Hey, girl, how long you been waiting?"
Mckenna said.
"Well, about an hour, but I left and got some food. I figured you got caught up on your paper."
Mahogany smiled as she walked up the stairs.

Mckenna watched Mahogany walk. She realized she needed to take care of that situation. Mahogany was a nice girl, and Mckenna didn't want to hurt her.
"So, Mahogany, are you seeing anyone else right now?"
Mckenna asked as they walked in the apartment.
Mahogany turned to Mckenna.
"Why would I be seeing someone else? Why would you ask me that?"
"I just wondered. I mean, you know, I date other people, so I wanted to make sure you were meeting others as well."
Mahogany wanted to scream but she held it in.
"Well, there is one other person, but she don't have anything on my papi,"
She smiled.
"That's cool."
Mckenna headed back to her room.
"Shit,"
Mahogany said to herself. She fought back tears.
She was in love and she knew it.
"So, what are we going to watch?"
Mckenna asked as she walked in the kitchen.
"Mahogany, what's wrong with you?"
"Kenna, I will be honest with you. There is no one else. We've been seeing each other since the first week of school, and I figured things were going to change from this dating-other-people thing."
"Mahogany, I told you from the beginning, I wasn't looking for a relationship."
Mahogany put her hand on Mckenna's arm.
"I know, but I thought you would change your mind eventually. I mean, I am the one that you have mainly been with. What am I not doing that is making you go to other girls?"
Mahogany felt the tears forming in her eyes.
"Mahogany, it's not like that. I just don't want to be tied down right now. If it is too much for you, then we may need to end this now,"
Mckenna said as she wiped the tear that fell from Mahogany's eye.
"No, I'm good. I just wonder why I never seem to be relationship material."
Mckenna looked confused by the statement.
"Mahogany, what does that mean?"
Mahogany lowered her head.
"Cause every time I try to be with someone, they don't want me. I can cook and clean, but nothing else. At first I thought it was just cause I wasn't giving it up, but obviously it's more than that."
Mckenna put her arms around her.
"Mahogany, you are good enough; you just caught me at a time when that's not what I am looking for. In a little less than two months, I'll be moving to Atlanta. I don't want to tie myself down when I know what kind of life I'm 'bout to be part of. But anyone should be proud to have you as their piece."
Mckenna gave her a forehead kiss, hoping that Mahogany took the excuse.
"You are a very special woman, Mckenna. When you finally decide to settle down, I know you are going to make the girl very happy. I hope I will be that girl one day."
Mckenna ignored the comment and headed into the living room. She realized she had a serious issue on her hands, but she didn't want to deal with it tonight.

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