Riki layed down on the bed with the cordless against her chest, and paused a moment before pressing talk and dialing Lebron from memory.
"Hey, baby."
"Riki, 's that you, girl?"
"Yeah, I been so hot thinking bout you all night."
"I bet you was girl. I bet you been sittin' there just thinkin' bout gettin' fucked."
"You know I am, baby. Whyn't you get me down at Karyn's and we can go to your place?"
"A'ight. You just get that juicy ass ready."
After he hung up, Riki was amazed at how hard her nipples seemed to be poking through her shirt. As she reached a hand further down, she gasped, realizing that she might not have been lying to Lebron after all.
