For The Love of Money

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Finally done with court, Fatima let out a sigh of relief. They didn't get Jackson Harris off his crimes but they got him a very reduced sentence. In fact, he won't be spending any of his time behind bars. "You did a great job today Alexander. You'll make a great defense attorney someday." Professor Gordon said to her as he loosened his tie. "Now it's about time to get some drinks in our system" Fatima said as they walked through the parking lot to their vehicles. "I agree. Meet me at Bj's in about 30 minutes?" He asked opening the door to his Porsche. Fatima nodded, getting into her Durango and pulling off.  Pulling up to her complex, she parked and got it grabbing her purse. "Fatima." She turned around to see Xavier walking up to her. "I didn't know when you were gonna get home, so I was gonna wait here until you did. I can't go another second being on bad terms with you." He said grabbing her hand. "I feel the same way Xavier. You're my best friend and I love you. I love that you want the best for me but you have to let this simple beef you and Zyier got going on, go. You're my best friend and he is my man and y'all gonna have to get along." She said giving him a hug. "Now I'm about to go get changed then go to the bar with my classmates and professor. Wanna come?" She asked, walking up the steps. "Hell yeah! I had a stressful day but at least I made up with my best friend. I need a few drinks." He said walking into the apartment behind her. "I'll be right out." Fatima said walking into her room. How she should she dress? Well it is a bar and it's pretty cool outside. She grabbed a purple plain long sleeve shirt, a pair of dark blue denim jeans and her black Stiletto boots. Putting on her shirt and pants, she sat down and zipped her boots up to her thighs. Placing her Brazilian body  wave 34" weave into a ponytail, she smiled and walked into the living room where Xavier was waiting. "Damn." He muttered under his breath when the door opened and Zyier walked in. "Damn." He looked at his girl then to that nigga sitting on his damn sofa. "Where y'all about to go!" Zyier asked, taking off his jacket and throwing it on the back of the sofa chair. "A bar. My professor invited us out for drinks." Fatima said grabbing her cross body purse. "Us? Who is us?" Zyier asked looking around the room. "Well he invited me but I invited X. It is a public place after all. You ready to go?" She asked looking at Xavier. "So where is my invite?" Zyier looked from Fatima to Xavier. Shit he was planning on getting Fatima in the bed, on the sofa, in the shower and all that. And here she is talking about a damn bar. With this nigga. "Well baby would you like to come?" She asked, walking up to Zyier wrapping her arms around his waist. "Nah baby I'm good. Im bout to get on this 2K and fuck some shit up on the court. Have fun, get drunk then come home and rape me." He said slapping her ass then walking down the hallway. "That damn boyfriend of mine." Fatima laughed as her and Xavier walked outside. "Which car?" Fatima asked but she really walked up to his Porsche Cayenne and stood by the door. Xavier laughed as he hit the unlock button on his key chain for her to get inside. "Time to get lit!" He said getting in the car and bringing it to life, pulling out of Shady Grove Complexes. They arrived at Bj's and looked around for the other people. From what Fatima could see, everyone was there. "First round of shots on me!" Joslyn said walking up to them. Fatima cheered and walked up to the bar to take a shot. Throwing the vodka back with ease, she turned around to take another one. He knew the people there couldn't hold a candle to the Alexander twins. They could drink anybody under the table. "Can I get a glass of henny?" Fatima asked the bartender who nodded and fixed her drink. "Hennessy?" Xavier asked walking up behind her with a glass of ciroc in his hand. "Yes. The big dawg shit." Fatima smiled and took a gulp of her drink. "You must planning on getting fucked up then going home to fuck?" Xavier laughed taking a sip of his drink. He still had to drive so he wasn't going to drink as much as she. "Let's play some pool!" Fatima yelled jumping off of the bar stool and heading to the other side of the room where the pool tables were. "Alright. Prepare to get that big ass of yours whipped." A guy walked up and grabbed a pool stick. Fatima stuck her tongue out and grabbed a stick too. "Fatima. Don't get anything else to drink." Xavier warned her. She was throwing them back like they were water.  "Xavier. I'm perfectly fine, don't be a Debbie downer." Fatima said hitting the white ball and watching it as it went flying into the striped brown and white ball. Xavier shook his head and stood behind her as she bent over the table. Faith and Fatima were some bad ass females. You would think that Fatima was a hoe and not a good girl. That's how thick she is.  She played with the guy, winning back to back. The prize? A drink. Xavier started looking funny when he noticed the guy was losing on purpose. He was trying to get Fatima drunk. And by that 8th shot of henny, she was there. "Alright. It's time to go." Xavier grabbed Fatima's hand and led her out of the bar. "That guy in there was trying to fuck me wasn't he? Buying me all them shots like that." She slurred her words as he helped her get into the car. "I believe so Tima." Xavier said cranking up and pulling out of the parking lot. "Well he got me fucked up because I'm not a hoe." She said snapping her fingers. We pulled up to her apartment and Xavier grabbed her keys from her purse, helping her upstairs. "Aye yo Zyier!" Xavier called out but he didn't get an answer, so he helped a staggerin Fatima to her room. "Help me get these boots off." Fatima said laying back on her bed and lifting her left leg in the air. Xavier chuckled and unzipped the boot, sliding it off and taking off her hello kitty sock. She put her leg down and lifted the right one up for him to take that boot off. He repeated the same steps. "And now these jeans and I can go to bed." She stood up and unbuttoned her jeans, pulling at the zipper and sliding them down. Xavier watched her intensely as she did it revealing her thighs. He couldn't help but get hard as she climbed into bed. Her lace thong showed him more than what he needed to see. "Good night Fatima." He said leaving out of the room. Zyier was just walking in the door as he was walking out. "Yo where Fatima?" Zyier asked him that redundant question as he just pointed back towards the room and left.