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Queen In The Multimedia(Lauren London.) She's So Perfect , I Don't Know How I Feel About This Chapter.

Queen Woke Up To A Knock On Her Bedroom Door. She Got Up & Faced The Left To See That Sean Wasn't In Bed. She Sighed Before Getting Up & Answering The Door.

"Yes?" She Said Before Yarning. She Noticed That This Was The "Mystery Man" From Yesterday With Blue Eyes.
"Hey Um, I'm Trey, You're Bodyguard." Explained The Tall, Light-Skinned Man.

Q Couldn't Lie, He Was Hella Sexy! "Yeah, I'm Q." She Said Holding Out Her Hand, Which He Accepted & Shook His Hand. "I'm In The Guest Room, Downstairs Next To Rosie's. If You Go Somewhere, Come Get Me, Well, I'm Required To Tell You That." He Spoke Nervously, Earning A Nod From Queen. He Dismissed Himself.

King Pin Might Get His Queen Took, He Said In His Mine Before Chuckling. He Went Down Into The Kitchen, Grabbing A Mini-Can Of Sprite.

Queen Decided To Shower, When She Showered She Thought That She Was "Washing Away All Her Guilt." She Poured Her Strawberry Scented Dove On Her Pink Washcloth.

She Scrubbed Her Body, Making Sure She Scrubbed Her Neck Extra Hard. She Didn't Hate Most Things, But She Did Hate Black Necks.

She Wrapped Herself Up In A White Towel, Drying Herself. She Did All Her Washing Up Before Spraying On Her Nicki Minaj Pink Friday Perfume.

She Decided To Wear A Simple White Tank Top With Lightly Ripped Jeans. She Slid Her Feet Inside Her White & Black Jordans. She Grabbed Her White Michael Kors Purse Then Made Her Way Downstairs. Knock! Knock! Knock! The Sound Of Her Ring Clicked On The White, Wood Door.

He Opened The Door, & Looked Queen Up And Down Before Licking His Lips. She Looked Down, Blushing, Looking At Her Tiny Feet That Were Covered By Shoes.

"Um, You Told Me To Notify You Before I Go Somewhere?" She Said More Like A Question Then A Statement. She Pushed A Piece Of Her Light Brown Malaysian Hair Behind Her Ear.

"Ugh Yeah, Let Me Throw On Some Shoes. You Can Come In." Trey Said Stepping Out Of The Way, Holding The Door Allowing Q To Come In.

Duh Nigga, This Is My House. She Thought In Her Head. Queen Stood At The Doorway, Watching The Once Mystery Man Lace Up His Black & White Adidas. She Had Her Lips Pierced Together, Where You Could Barely See Her Red Mac Lipstick.

"Alright, I'm Set To Go." Trey Said Before Following Queen Out To The Limo That She Called. They Sat On The Soft, Cushioned Seats.

The Driver Rolled Down The Partition,"Champagne, Mrs. Johnson & Friends?" The Caucasian Man With Gray Hair Said In His England Accent. "Uhhh, No Thanks, Phil. I'll Take A Soda. You Want Anything?" She Reverted Her Attention To Trey. "I'm Fine." He Said Short & Sweet.

Queen Recieved Her Soda As They Arrived At Queen's Favorite Atlanta Boutique. As Soon As She Stepped Out The Limo, Paparazzi Crowded Around Her. Trey Did His Job As She Made Her Why Into The Empty Boutique.

"Hey Sarah!" Q Greeted The Owner Of The Boutique, "Thanks For Letting Me Rent It, Boo!" Sarah Flashed Her A Smile Before Replying A Simple Anytime.

Sarah Knew That She'll Spend A Couple Thousands In Her Shop, No Way She Was Passing Up That Kind Of Money. Trey Found A Sit On The Plush, Pink 2-Seater Couch Facing The Fitting Room.

Q Grabbed A Couple Of Dresses, Jeans, Shirts, Scarfs, Whatever She Could Find. Even If She Didn't Want It, She Just Loved To Spend Money! Especially When It Came From Her Bitch-Made Husband.

Queen Made Her Way In The Fitting Room, Slipping On A Tight Red Dress That Showed Her Every Curve. The Dress Really Complimented Her Skin. She Walked In Front Of Trey,"You Like This?" He Looked Up From His Phone, Eyeing Q Head-To-Toe.

"Do A 360° Spin, Queen." She Did As Told. Her Juicy Plump Ass, Looked As If It Was Throbbing Out Of The Dress. He Licked His Lips At Her Thick Thighs & Thin Waist. Queen Was Indeed The Total Package.

She Smirked To Herself As She Saw Him Lick His Lips Before Running His Hands Over His Face, As If He Was In Thought. "It's Gorgeous, It Fits You." Q Lightly Blushed At His Comment.

"Thank You." She Mumbled Before Walking Into The Fitting Room. 146 Outfits Later,Queen Decided To Try On A Blue Jean, Tight Overalls That Were Cuffed At The End Of Her Legs.

"Well?" She Asked Waiting For An Opinion. Trey Walked Up To Her Slowly Before Leaning Down To Her Length & Whispered In Her Ear,"You Must Want Me To Rape Yo' Fine Ass." He Teeth Lightly Grazed Her Ear.

"It's Not Rape If I Like It." She Turned Around To Face Him & Linked Her Short Arms Over His Neck, While Standing On Her Tippy Toes.

His Hand Fell From Her Waist To Her Asscheek, He Caressed It Slowly Before Having His Hand Smacked Away. Q Skipped Off To The Fitting Room. She Appeared Back In His Face, With All Her Outfits Linked Around Her Arms.

Trey Went To The Limo As She Payed For Her Stuff. "$19,638.58, Queen." Queen Swiped Her Credit Card, Entering The Pin. "Keep The Change." She Said Smiling Before Making Her Way To The Limo.

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