WARNING: THERE IS EXPLICIT CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER. +18

Please excuse ANY grammatical errors.

September 29, 1992

~DeVanté's P.O.V~

My eyes opened. Fuck am I at? I looked over and saw a lump at the other side of the covers. Then I remembered that I bumped skins with one of the dancers from tour. I went to her hotel, she damn sure wasn't coming to mine. It was 2:57 a.m. The girl was still asleep and I got up to get dressed. I left without her waking up. I took the elevator to my hotel.

In a few hours, at nine o'clock to be exact, I'm supposed to be going to Caesars Palace. It's the hottest hotel in Vegas. Yes, we starting this shit up early. I mean it is a nigga birthday and all. It was dark as hell in my hotel room, so I knew JoJo ass was still sleep. We going before we do our show late on. Our show starts at four in the evening, but JoDeCi doesn't perform until six. A nigga smell like straight up sex, so I'm about to hop in the shower. After I showered, I crashed because I'm tired as hell.

I woke up a little past eight with a very ugly Dalvin smiling in my face, like almost nose to nose. I pushed him away, making him fall on the floor. There was a very loud K-Ci and JoJo singing Happy Birthday, the black version, also known as the Stevie Wonder version. We all know K-Ci put his little twist to it. What I really wanted for really wanted them to shut the hell up. It's too fucking early for this.

🎶And we all know everything
That he stood for time will bring
For in peace our hearts will sing
Thanks to Martin Luther King

Happy birthday to you (niggahh)
Happy birthday to you (niggahh)
Happy birthday (nigguhhh)🎶

Dalvin was adding the ad libs to the song. "Damn, nigga look at yo face. You must had a good ass dream, yo face all red and all them sleep lines." Dalvin said after they finished singing.

"Over there taking 'beauty naps.' That's a light skinned nigga for you." K-Ci said laughing.

"Says the nigga who singing Happy Birthday to another nigga, early in the mornin'. JoJo you let these niggas in?" I sat up. "Y'all know I hate being woken up. I appreciate the love but get out." I said pointing to the door.

"I did, and we know, which is why we did it." JoJo said laughing.

"Light skin niggas be so sensitive..." K-Ci shook his head, leaving out of the door.

"Get yo ass up, it's almost time to go." Dalvin said then closed the door.

I waved my hand at him and got up. I already showered, so the only thing I needed to do is get dressed. I dressed in black slacks, black Doc Marten shoes, and some black round shades. I had on a black button up with the sleeves cut off, I made sure to leave the top four buttons unbuttoned. I walked out the room, K-Ci, JoJo, and Dalvin was sitting on the couch smoking.

"Aye, nigga you ready?" Dalvin said releasing the smoke from his nose.

"What is look like?" I said walking pass them to the door. "Let's go." I said and they stood up.

The place was all that. It was some next level type shit. The outside was dope but the inside looked ten times better. Just like some women they ugly as hell on the outside, but feel good on the inside, if you catch my drift. We were at the Roulette wheel. I was on a winning streak, three times in a row on the two different numbers. One thing I never forgot was to bet on black. ALWAYS bet on black.

"You should probably stop before you lose it all." JoJo said to me.

"Man, I'm on a winning streak. You really think I'm finna stop? One more." I told him. "Nine on black!" I said to the man that control the machine. That's my lucky number, hence my birthday; 09/29/69.

"Nine on black..." He put the little white ball in.

"You finna bet on the same number a third time?" Dalvin asked.

"NINE ON BLACK!" The roulette controller yelled out.

"Lose it all? Nigga all I do us gain, but imma quit while I'm ahead. These things be rigged like a motha'fucka'." I said as the controller slid me my newly won chips. I began collecting my winning chips from the table and bagging it up.

There was ladies rubbing all up on a nigga shoulders and chest. All three of us had multiple women hanging off of us. We don't even know these broads, but can't nobody resist a Jodeci nigga.

"Thank you." I said to the dude.

"Come back," he said laughing. I knew this nigga was for real. They ain't want a nigga walking out this bitch with big bucks. I ain't ever use those words, that Tia and her lingo is rubbing off on me.

I nodded at him, "Nigga must be out his goddamned mind." I said to Dalvin and them.

"Must be smokin' that shit." Jojo said to me.

"Gotta be if he think my black ass going back to that same table." I laughed.

"Aye, I'm finna go to play poker." K-Ci pointed to the poker table.

"Fuck that game, I'm playing blackjack. Imma cash this in first though." I said to him.

"Because you suck at poker nigga." K-Ci laughed. He right...

"I think imma go to the poker table." Dalvin said.

"I finna do blackjack too. Imma meet you there." JoJo said heading to the blackjack table.

"A'ight." I walked to the cash in spot, the ladies still hanging onto me. I cashed in all my chips. "Move back," I said to the ladies. One rolled her eyes and walked off. De don't play about his money.

"You want a little birthday gift, birthday man?" One asked me. It was nothing but white folks in this place, every blue moon you'd see a brother working. These were snow bunnies all up on us.

"What may that be?" I asked eying her from head to toe, licking my lips. She was a slim thang, nice looking too.

"We." Another butted in. Her hand traveled down the front of my body. Luckily I keep rubbers on me at all times.

"Y'all ain't no prostitutes is y'all? Thay shit legal here." I said to them, another walked off. I suspected her to be one. They all looked like hoes but she looked to be the hoest of hoes. At least the other ones are high maintenance looking hoes. That ain't a word, but hey...

"How old are y'all? What's the name?" I asked.

"25, Hailey," one responded.

"Molly, 28," another said.

"Katelyn, but you can call me Kate. I'm 32," the blond one responded. Oh, she OLDER older.

"Emma, I'm 21," the brunette said.

"Amy, and I'm-" a deep ass voice spoke.

"Lisa, and I'm 27."

"Hell nahh, yo ass can bounce." I pointed to no place in specific.

"The names Emily, and I'm 23. How older did are you turning?" The redhead asked.

"23," I chuckled grabbing the stack of cash. I saw them all eyeing it. I pulled out my wallet and put my money inside.

"Lemme see y'all ID's first." I said squinting, and tilting them. Y'all ain't think I was just about to take they word, did y'all? You can tell a fake one from the way it looks in the light.

Another walked away when I said that, that was the "32" year old. I never would have guessed, she looked older than what she stated, but apparently she's underage. The other three pulled it out of their bras and handed it to me. I tilted it to the side and felt the surface of it. Trust me, I know a fake ID when I see and feel it. I had a plethora of fake ID's with different names when I was underage.

"Yo shit fake." I said to the one who saud she was 21. That's the typical age and underage person pose as.

"A'ight, I'll accept that. Y'all got a place here?" I asked looking at all three hoes- I mean women.

"Upstairs, I have one." The 28 year old said.

"A'ight, come on then. Lead the way." I chuckled and motioned with my hands. A fivesome?

I followed them to the elevator and upstairs to the room. As soon as the door to the room closed two of the girls attacked each other with aggressive kisses, those two were Emily and Molly. So, we finna do this? Alright, I'm down. I'm feeling it. My dick was standing at attention at the sight.

Lisa started kissing all on my neck and chest. Hailey was on her knees pulling down my pants, before they were down I pulled out a flavored condom. At least I'm considerate. Hailey started rubbing me through my draws. The other two were still kissing and tearing each others clothes off. Molly dropped down to her knees in front of Emily. Damn...

"Turn on the lights." I moaned out. I wanna see everything. These dimly lit lights are trash.

Lisa tried to kiss my lips, but I turned me head quickly. "Nahhh baby, ion do that." I chuckled.

"I'm sorry." Lisa apologized.

I looked down at Hailey who was on her knees in front of me. She look up to me and smiled. Dayum her teeth white as hell. Then her teeth moved forward, out of her mouth. Them ain't her teeth!? I ain't ever got sucked off by a bitch with no teeth before! She dropped my draws and my dick sprang out, and her eyes widened. I opened the condom and put it on. Immediately after she took it off she took me into her mouth.

"Ahh... Shhh-" I moaned up to the ceiling. She took me all in, and I ain't have to worry about no teeth. I couldn't even finish my word.

"Damn, girl." I moaned out. I grabbed her hair, thrusting into her mouth.

I looked up at Emily who had her leg up, while Molly ate her out against the wall. That made me move my lower body faster. Lisa stopped kissing all on me and dropped down to her knees as well. She was in a squatting position. She put her hand on Hailey's clit and rubbed it. That caused Hailey to moan against my dick, which sent me into overdrive.

"That shit feel good." I grunted out. I was almost there, so I went harder and faster against her face.

"You like that?" Lisa said still rubbing on Hailey. She then put her fingers in Hailey's pussy, fingering her fast.

"Mmhmm," I mumbled watching them. I looked up at the other two on the wall. Emily's legs started shaking as Molly ate her out, and so did mine.

"Lemme get some." Lisa said to Hailey, but Hailey kept going as she seen I was close. Just like I wanted her too.

"Mmmmm," she moaned loudly against me, looking up. My jaw dropped and my eyes rolled back, as I came into the condom. She kept going until I came down from my high.

"SHIT!" I yelled out coming down. I was breathing like I ran a marathon. That was the beat head I ever got. I grabbed my pants.

"We aren't through..." Lisa said leading me to the bed.

I was still hard, I stay hard for a few minutes after nutting. Lisa began to stroke me, getting me excited all over again. She pulled me near the California King bed, still stroking me. Molly and Emily were through with each other and came near us. Emily pulled the condom off me and emptied it into her mouth.

"Ahh," she said as if she just drank her favorite drink.

All four girls laid on the bed playing with each other. I grabbed another condom, but this time a magnum. Emily started stroking me while Hailey played with her. I tore the wrapper off with my teeth and put it on. Emily scooted of off the bed bent over in front of me. I enter her and started moving. Her shit ain't gripping me at all. I pulled out of her, and motioned for Molly to come take her place. She did it with no questions, and a smile. Not TOO loose, but better. They probably all loose.

I thrusted in Molly as I watched Lisa lie down in front of her face. Molly lowered her head and gave her kitten licks. After a while Lisa got tired of it and held Molly's head down. Hailey sat on Lisa's face, riding it. Emily laid besides Lisa and started sucking on Lisa nipples. Lisa moaned out loud against Hailey. Molly started throwing it back on me. I met her thrust. Emily moved from the side of Lisa and in front of Hailey with her legs open. Hailey started fingering Emily while rubbing her clit. I tried to catch as much friction as possible. It took a while but I got there, we all did.

We were all laying down. After a while I stood up grabbing my pants, making sure my money was still there. I opened my wallet and counted my money. All of it was there. I pulled the condom off went to their bathroom with my wallet. I filled the condom with water to make sure it didn't break. You know, the normal procedure. It was still intact, but I still flushed the toilet, and made sure there was no nut in the sink by rinsing it out.

I put some soap in my hands and washed them. Then I looked in the mirror and noticed it was lipstick going down my neck and chest. I came back into the room, put my pants on and placed my wallet in my pocket. Lisa and Emily were leaning on their hands looking up at me, smiling.

"You're just going to leave us hanging?" Emily said to me.

"I'm sorry, I'm flaccid. Plus, I got shit to do, and money to make." I chuckled.

"Well, we'll continue without you." Hailey said with a lisp due to her bot having teeth and they continued. These some freaky ass hoes.

I watched for like a minute. "Thanks for the birthday gifts." I waved at them leaving out of the room, closing the door behind me.

When I went back to the Casino part of the hotel, I saw Dalvin, JoJo, and K-Ci wandering around. "Fuck is y'all doin'?"

"Lookin' for yo ass!" K-Ci yelled.

"We been callin' yo ass all day. Fuck was yo ass?" Dalvin said to me.

"We gotta start getting ready. We go on in a little over an hour." Jojo said to me.

"Nigga, let's go. This a white establishment, you can't be yelling like that." I said to Dalvin, walking past them all. We made it to the car, and I checked my phone. They did call my ass a few times, I just ain't hear it, due to me being busy.

"What was yo ass doing? Had us looking around fuh yo ass." JoJo finally said.

"A nigga was enjoying his birthday. Let me tell y'all what happened." I laughed starting the car.

"Shit better be worth it too!" K-Ci said to me.

I nodded at him. Saying it was. "Four of those women that was hanging on me, gave me the best thing ever. Shit was crazy as hell. One ain't have no teeth, had dentures. She spit them out and went to work. I'm telling you this shit was crazy." I ain't give them too much detail.

"No teeth?" Dalvin said with his jaw dropped.

"NONE!" I emphasized.

"You never got head from a bitch with no teeth?" K-Ci asked Dalvin.

"Man, nahh."

"Shit, I did. She was just a lil older though." K-Ci said smacking his lips.

"Damn, for real?" JoJo asked.

"How much older?" I said looking at him from the corner of my eye.

"Just a little bit older..." K-Ci trailed off. "Than my mama. But, she was good!" He finally said.

We all bursted out laughing. "THIS NIGGA DIRTY AS HELL!" JoJo yelled out.

"Wow..." I said shaking my head.

"It was good though. She was good, and experienced." K-Ci said trying to make a point.

"She better be at that old age!" I said laughing. Dalvin just sat there with his mouth dropped, disgusted with K-Ci.

I made a pit stop to get some food. It was a burger, nothing too much. I ain't get no food from the Casinos. We finally made it to the hotel, I showered again, and got dressed into my stage gear. We made it backstage just in time to go onstage. During our performance, I thought I saw Tia, but a nigga must be tripping. I ain't seen her since we left NYC. We did our thing and went backstage to sign autographs and meet the fans with passes. I got a lot of happy birthdays from the fans. Also a lot of gift.

"Thanks." I had to constantly repeat.

JoJo's phone rang, and he picked it up, mumbling into it, walking away. There were a few people left anyways. Dalvin followed JoJo. I looked at K-Ci as to ask him what was going on. He just shrugged at me, like he ain't know. We left heading back to the hotel. I'm hungry as hell, I want some REAL food. After me and K-Ci finished meeting the fans, we headed to the dressing room.

"Everything good?" I asked JoJo and Dalvin.

"Duhh, nigga." Dalvin said laughing.

"Y'all- you know what nevermind." I said leaving it alone.

JoJo had us wait a little longer before we left. He had to shit. We made it to our hotel, and JoJo unlocked the door with the key. We walked in with Dalvin and K-Ci on our tail. Why they following us?

"Aye, didn't we turn the lights off? I could've sworn we did." I asked JoJo.

"Nahh," JoJo said as we walked further. Tia was sitting on at the table

"What you doin' here?" I asked her.

"Surprise!" She jumped on me wrapping her legs around my torso and squeezed me hard. "Happy 23rd birthday!"

"I...can't... breathe." I was able to let out. My hands went down to her waist to help her down.

She let go of me, placing her feet on the floor. "My bad." She apologized. "I just haven't seen you in a while. You guys did good up there. Y'all some good performers, and can really blow." She hugged the rest of them niggas. There was food laid out on the table.

"That lame ass hug. Hug me like you hugged him." JoJo said laughing. "I helped make this happen."

"Thank you, but I made it happen." Tia shot back

(Ignore the candles. The macaroni is has more cheese, and potatoes are creamy.)

"What's all this?" I asked gesturing towards the table.

"Birthday dinner. Happy birthday." She said again hugging me.

"Thanks, you made all this?" I asked.

"I did. You really thought I wasn't going to come when I got time off? You kept telling me that I should see y'all, so I'm here. What better reason than it being your birthday?" She said with her arms out.

"I thought I saw you!" I laughed out. "I thought somebody slipped me something and I was tripping. Thanks."

"Nah, I was there. You still angry?" She asked laughing.

"What you mean? I was never mad." I responded to her. I was lying.

"He lying, this nigga was heated." Dalvin butted in. "What kinda friend have time off and don't come see they friend?" Dalvin said mocking me.

"A'ight, I was. A little bit though."

"A little?" JoJo said looking over at me with a face of disbelief.

"Yes, nigga, a little." I said giving him the same look but with my head turned to the side. "How you get in here?" I asked.

"JoJo gave me a key."

"The Henny? You too young to buy liquor." I asked.

"That was Dalvin. I been here since yesterday." Tia cheesed.

"That's why y'all niggas walked off earlier?" I said to JoJo and Dalvin.

They nodded at me. "You notice we ain't tell K-Ci. That nigga talk too much sometimes." JoJo said laughing.

"Fuck y'all." K-Ci chuckled.

"Thanks," I dapped them up. "That's why yo ass made us stay longer, so she can be here before we made it. Clever."

"Let's eat, but before we do... Here." Tia said squatting reaching underneath the table. That ass though...

Dalvin elbowed my side. "Friends my ass..." He eyeing eyeing me, her, then me again.

"Here you go." She handed me a gift bag.

I opened the bag and pulled out a leather vest. "A'ight, you really do know me like you say you do. My size and all. Okay, I see you!" I said hyping her up.

She was cheesing hard as hell. "I had to come as hard as you. Sometimes I'll come harder."

"Woah..." Dalvin said with wide eyes. "You really should consider rearranging your wording."

Tia turned red in the face. "Let's eat, before the food gets cold." She said turning away and took a seat.

"A'ight," I said sitting down next to her. It was a round table. "You ain't make this here 'cause ain't no kitchen in here. You made this for real?" I asked Tia.

She looked at me boringly, "If I say I did something, I did. I made it at my hotel. Why would I lie about something so small? If you don't want any, I'd glady save it for myself." She said folding her hands together. She don't even eat steak...

"Tahahahaa," Dalvin laughed out and he started choking. Tia patted his back, laughing along with him.

"What you get." I laughed.

"Fuck you." Dalvin said from the depths of his scratchy throat.

"Thanks Tia. I think imma take this plate to my room though." JoJo said patting her back then walking off to the back. Not before grabbing his plate and something to drink.

"Alright, thanks JoJo." She called out to him.

"Yeah, we gon' go too. Thanks." Dalvin gave her a hug.

"I not-" K-Ci started but Dalvin cut him off.

"Come on." Dalvin said giving K-Ci a look.

"Okay... You're welcome." Tia smiled while nodding.

"Bye." K-Ci grabbed a plate and left. She waved at them.

"Lock the door behind y'all!" I called out. I heard the door slam. I poured myself some Hennessey in the glass. We sat in silence for a while, watching each other.

Tia smiled awkwardly, clearing her throat. "Okay, I'll warm my food up. It's cold now." She said standing up. She put it in the microwave and turned it on. She had grilled chicken in place of the steak that was on everyone else's plate.

"So, how was your birthday? What'd you do?" She asked sitting back down.

"I had fun. We went to the casino and I... had fun." I said answering her questions. She already think I'm a hoe, she'd think I was a bigger one if that shit slipped out of my mouth.

"That's all? You seemed hesitant for a second." She laughed.

"Yeah, I won and ain't lose but a few dollars. I was on a winnin' streak today." I said blowing on my hand pretending to roll dice.

"What game you played and win?" She asked me.

"Allum. Well, all of the table games." I shrugged.

"That's good. At least to quit while you were ahead. People go to Vegas, go crazy and lose everything." She chuckled.

I nodded. "Gambling is like crack Once you gamble and win, you'll continue. You know what I'm saying?"

"I heard, that's why my mama wanted to come here. A gambleholic, to an extent though."

"Yo mama here?"

"Yes. My brother and stepfather as well." She nodded.

"They know you here?"

"They out gambling." She laughed, her shoulders moving in sync with her laughter.

"Damn, okay... You wanna stay here?" I asked. "I ain't seen you in a long ass time, five months to be exact."

"Where will I sleep? On the chairs?" She asked with raised eyebrows.

"Nah, I'll sleep on the floor and you can take the bed."

"Clothes?" She asked.

"You can have some of my shorts or something. Speaking of clothes what are you wearing?" I asked eyeing her down.

(This is the outfit that Tia is sporting)

"What about it?"

"You look good." I complimented.

"I do." She twirled around, then grabbed her food from the microwave. "Want me to warm yours up?" She asked turning back around.

"Nah, I can do it. I got two feet." I laughed getting up. I towered over her. "Yo, you good?" I chuckled.

She inhaled deeply moving over, so I put my plate in the microwave. "I'm fine. Before I sleep here I should tell you that... Goodness, this is embarrassing." She said covering her face.

"Spit it out." I said impatiently.

"Okay, dang... I sometimes moan when I'm sleepy and or about to wake up." She finally said.

"Pshh, I know," I threw my hand at her standing besides her.

"You do?" She turned to me, removing her hands from her face.

"Duhh, I stayed in the same place as you so many times. Of course I would notice that. It's cool though, don't even trip about it." I laughed grabbing my plate from the microwave. "Ain't a big deal at all."

"Wow..." She trailed off, sitting down.

"How was uhh... Gary? Back home, how'd it go?" I asked her.

"A whole bunch of drama. My mother's side is toxic as heck. I went to spend time with everybody on three times. THREE. All three of those times there were fights and arguments. One was at a restaurant. It was a mess." She said holding up three fingers, shaking her head.

I sat down in my seat setting my plate down. "Damn, that's sad as hell."

"It's sad, but it's been that way ever since I could remember. Then they wonder why I don't come around. I HATE drama. But I had a good time speaking to my grandmother." She smiled.

"The Jehovah Witness lady?" I asked.

"Yes, her. That is the only living grandmother I have. Let's pray." She said bowing her head.

After we silently prayed. I finally spoke. "I'm sorry, I forgot. Your food never fail to amaze me." I said changing the subject.

"Thank you." She beamed.

"You love to watch people enjoy your food. I noticed that. You don't even take a bite until someone else does." I chuckled drinking my Henny.

"I do, I take my cooking serious."

"After you told me you were from Indiana, I thought your cooking suck. They say only down south people can cook. Plus you seemed like the type that don't like to get dirty." I laughed.

She slightly put her head down, raised her eyebrows, looking completely offended. "Excuse me?" She said her hand on her chest.

"No offense at all, it was just-"

"A stereotype." She cut me off. "If you can cook, you can cook. No matter what coast or country you're from." Her head turned at a 60° angle.

"You right. But, I have a question." I said chewing my food.

"Shoot." She motioned.

"What I wanna know is, how do you squat so long with high heels on?" I said throwing my drink back and slamming the glass down. I looked at her with raised eyebrows, my bottom lip lodged between my teeth and top lip.

Author's Note: Did y'all like DeVanté's long P.O.V? Most importantly, how did y'all feel about the explicit content? I felt so weird writing it since it was detailed. It was a lot. Y'all didn't even pay attention to the rating, did y'all? Was chapter 34 too much, too boring? Was this one too much?

Word Count: 4,790

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