ODELL SHORTER-Let's Get the Party Started

"I think I wanna smash about two or three of them!"

Never mind the fact that two of his ladies were fighting over him, he wanted some of the new Beta Belles.

"Odell, behave," Abe said to him as they headed down to the party about to begin at the frat house.

"Kasim doesn't run me, he runs the fraternity. I'm going to do whatever the fuck I want to do!"

And that was that.

His frat brother Mack was the DJ of the party. The boy was off to him, never wanted to party with the rest of them, kept to himself, and did not talk much about his life. He was a sophomore, from the new line of pledges, so he never had to bond with him. Justin vouched for him, and the brothers approved him, so that was enough for him.

"Hey Mack," he said to him, holding out his fist for a fist bump.

"Zup," he simply said and pounded his fist with his.

"Make sure you keep this party hype, I want to see bitches twerking asses and popping tits in my face."

He looked around the large party room where the bulk of the party would be. It was just used hours ago for their meeting room, now all the tables and chairs were cleared, the floor bare of furniture. The new Beta Belle pledges were back dressed in their best freak'um dresses and all were looking good to him.

They helped with the set-up and clean-up of the place under the direction of Lin. The rest of the BeBes were not there yet, so this was the perfect time for him to get a little closer to one of the ladies. He moseyed over to Dior, dressed in a slinky red dress that fit her nicely, showcasing her lean, dark brown legs looking like she slathered them with cocoa butter. He wanted those legs wrapped around his waist.

"Hey ladies!" he said loudly to Dior standing near her sister.

Dior gave him a stank face then rolled her eyes at him. "Boy, don't even!"

"What does that mean? Dior, D'Shae, looking really good tonight, I hope I get a dance with you tonight."

"Boy, we're not going to fall for your sad little game. Were you not here a few hours ago when two of your little girlfriends were fighting over you?" Dior was not letting up on him. "And to think, I thought your stupid ass was hot...nope!"

He chuckled at her. "Naw, you can't take that back. You think I'm hot?" He reached over to try and rub her cheek but she moved away.

Then Dior smacked him across the face. "Boy bye!"

The brothers standing near laughed at him but he did not see what was so funny. That slap just made Dior super hot to him, and he wanted her even more.

JUSTIN SCOVILLE-Pretty Boy is Here

After the news his father dropped, he needed to get his mind right.

The family was going broke? What did that even mean? The Scovilles without money were like a bad, sick joke someone was playing on him. He grew up with more money than he thought he ever needed, and now this?

Would his father have to sell the house? Sell the business? Move into a small shack on the other side of the town?

Well, he still had his inheritance he knew his father could not touch, and his sister had hers. He thanked his mother for that, God rest her soul. But now that he knew he could not go to his father for more, he had to watch how he spent his money. Ten million might be a lot for some people, but he had blown through a good third of that already.

And what did he have to show for it? Two Jaguars because they were his favorite car and he needed two to match his moods, one black, one white. And a silver Tesla because why not? Of course his Ducati, his baby. Lots of money on the best clothes, and that would never change because he had to look good. And speaking of looking good, weekly hair appointments, nails and feet done weekly, facials and massages as often as needed, and a personal trainer three times a week to stay in great shape.

Looking good was not cheap!

He was more than his looks though. He needed to use his smarts to make his money make more money. No more excessive lifestyle until he came up with a plan.

Against his better judgment, he popped a few pills before the party so that he could turn up with his boys. No one had to know he was going broke. He still was Justin Scoville, the big man on campus.

"Yo! The pretty boy is here!" he yelled out as he entered the party, already going on, but not jam-packed yet.

"Can you not make things about you tonight," Kent came over to give him a fist bump. If anyone could humble him, it would be his boy that he grew up with.

"Can't make any promises to that." He looked around the party. The energy was off to him, it was not looking like a Beta Rho party. The few ladies in the place were not freaky enough for him. He needed a freak. He needed a girl to get his mind off his money.

"Be on the lookout for a nice girl for Kasim. He needs to get over Naomi."

"That's true, but I'm not the one to be his pimp. He is a grown-ass man and a smart man, he can find someone on his own. Are you still trying to find a girlfriend? Because let me tell you, it's overrated."

As soon as he said those words, he noticed ChaCha and her fine-ass sister, LaLa, enter the party. He was so mesmerized by their beauty, he didn't even notice his sister was right there with them.

"Maybe we can hook Kasim up with La?"

Kent laughed at him, but he was serious.

"What?" Justin continued to look at the Nicholas sisters as they made their way through the room. "I'm not saying marry her or some shit like that, I'm talking about fucking her."

ChaCha came right to him and wrapped her arms around him, kissing him in front of everyone. Staking out her territory. Marking him so the other ladies would not give him the time of day. He was not mad at her, it was her right to do.

"Just, you know I had to come to your party to let all these bitches know who the hell I am, and that you belong to me."

"I don't belong to anyone, but babe, I was only thinking about you." He gave her another kiss. ChaCha was one of the most beautiful women on campus, so it was not like he was settling, she was a winner. Long as she fucked him good tonight, he didn't need to find a random.

"Hey, Cha, La, Jess, you ladies don't speak?" Kent said to them.

LaLa looked as if she was disgusted being in the frat house. She was more standoff-ish than her little sister. She always thought she was better than everyone else. She was more famous for her looks than her money. And her body count.

"I can't believe I let my sis drag me out to this. Ugh!"

"Don't play, I know you love us frat guys!" Kent grabbed LaLa in a playful hug. They nearly dated in high school, but of course, Kent was not her type.

"Little Kent, please," she said, pushing him away. "I consider you a friend, so be lucky we have that."

"So what are your plans after we graduate?" Justin asked her.

"Live fabulous, what else," LaLa said with a smile, her dark eyes bright, her smooth tanned skin so dark it made her race ambiguous. She looked Mexican. "Fashion degree, I'm sure I will go on making the world fabulous. Maybe I will go out to Hollywood like my folks did and make it big."

"Ugh!" Jessica groaned. "Can we not talk about life stuff, work, and the future? I came to this party to relax and unwind. Come on Kent, dance with me."

Justin watched his little sister pull his best friend out to dance. He had his eye on those two. Though Kent never said he had any interest in his little sister, and vice versa, he was not down with the two moving things out of the friend zone.

"Babe, you want to dance too?" ChaCha asked him.

"Hold on." He looked to LaLa. "Hey La, see that guy over there," Justin pointed out Kasim standing near Mack and not enjoying the party. "Give him a good time. I mean...you know...do what you do and make sure he enjoys it."

LaLa looked Kasim's way, smiled, and licked her bright pink lips. "Hmmm, I can work with that."

Maybe he was a pimp after all.

KASIM JOHNSON-One Night with LaLa

"Hi, my name is LaLa Nicholas."

Kent knew exactly who this beautiful goddess was. The Nicholas name meant a lot in this town. He knew who her father and mother were, big-time Hollywood actors. Her oldest sister was now on his TV every night doing late-night news. He even knew her second oldest sister just started med school at Midtown University.

Justin was dating her younger sister, ChaCha, but he never thought his friend was serious about her because he slept with other girls as well. That was not his speed. He only had sex with one girl in his life, and he never wanted to be the type of guy to sleep around.

"I know who you are. My name is Kasim Johnson. You're ChaCha's older sister."

"Older? I hate that word, though technically, yes. I'm just her more...experienced sister, let's call it that."

"Oh, well thanks for coming to our party. I hope you are having a great time."

She tilted her head and smiled at him. "You're cute. You know what, this is my first time in the frat house, mind giving me a tour?"

"Sure."

He quickly figured out she was not there for a tour. After showing her around the first floor, she asked to see upstairs which wasn't allowed unless it was a friend or your girlfriend or family. He never brought anyone upstairs but his parents and Naomi.

"So which one is your bedroom?"

"It's nothing special," he said but led her down to his room.

As soon as he opened the door, LaLa grabbed him and started to kiss him. He should have protested, but a hot girl giving him any attention and he was at a loss for words. She never said much to him before, but now she was all over him.

"Uh...uh...LaLa...what's going on?"

"What do you mean what's going on?" She stopped to kiss him, but now her hands were pulling out his shirt that was tucked into his pants.

"Wait, don't you think we should talk and get to know each other?" He was not that naive. He knew she wanted sex, and he would like that as well, but it still felt wrong to do so with a girl he barely knew.

"We did. I thought you knew all about me. I know about you, Kasim Johnson, President of Beta Rho, Chemical Engineer major, Dean's list...what else...oh, that little stuck-up ex-girlfriend of yours did a number on you. No worries, LaLa is here to make it all better."

He did not know how she did it, but soon he found himself naked and standing there while she casually pulled her dress over her head and revealed a small thong that made her butt look incredibly big and round. His eyes could not move from looking at her ass. She had the most perfect ass he had ever seen.

"Don't just stand there, let's do this," she said, over her shoulder as she discarded her bra on his floor.

He went to his drawer and grabbed a condom before he thought too hard about this. Maybe this was what he needed. Sex with a hot girl to get him over Naomi.

"I got that," LaLa grabbed the condom from him, then pushed him back onto the bed. "Just relax, looks like you need some attention."

Instead of putting the condom on, she covered her mouth over his fully aroused length. His body shook at the warm wetness of her mouth. She sucked him with lots of spit, using her hand to cup and fondle his balls. He looked down at her while she worked, only seeing the top of her raven-haired head move back and forth on him.

"Uh...ummm...LaLa, that feels good, but I uh...uh...you don't-" What was he thinking? Was he really going to stop her from doing something she seemed to like to do? He was not crazy.

She looked up at him. "You have a big dick! I like that. Now, do you know how to use it?"

Hey readers!

I was not going to have LaLa Nicholas in this soap opera because she is in Love, Lust & Lies...but I could not pass up the opportunity to have her here. And now she will become a main character because I forgot all about her talents. She teaches guys...how to perform better, so more from her, in her POV in the next episode.

XOXO
Kimberly