TONY JACKSON-That Type of Guy

Asia was all that!

Not only was she gorgeous, but she was also cool to hang with. Even if he had to work, she did not bother or nag him. He spent most of his Spring Break at the mansion because frankly, he loved the place. He had a room right next to Ejay that he pimped out. Money wasn't a thing.

And even though his father said none of them could have the opposite sex in their room, his father was never around enough to know. His father stayed at his mother's house. So having Asia in his room was nothing to him.

They were making out in his room, on the bed. When his hand went up her shirt, she stopped him.

"Tony."

"No, I'm sorry." He sat up on the bed. "I got carried away."

He could not control himself with her. With Ciara, it was pretty easy. Though he liked her a lot, he was not as sexually attracted to her. Asia was the type of girl who gave him a hard-on with one look, never mind a kiss.

Maybe Xavier was right about her? Did she get around like that?

"Tony, I like you," Asia said and put her arm around him. "But...I don't want you to think... I'm that type of girl. I'm not."

Tony smiled, feeling relief that she said that. "I didn't think you were. I'm not that type of guy either. I hope that's okay with you."

She nodded. "I'm a virgin."

"You are?"

"That shocks you?"

"Uh...yeah."

She let out a sigh and pushed him. "So you think I'm a tramp like everyone else?"

"No, not at all. I wouldn't be with you if I did." Tony hugged her. "I'm a virgin too."

"What?"

Tony laughed. "Oh, but I can't be shocked by you, but you act like I just told you I shot Obama."

"Well...you're a guy...and you're a hot guy. Eighteen, a senior...and you're rich."

"All of that has nothing to do with the fact that I decided to wait till I find someone special. Sex will be better with someone you care about and plan to be with for a long time."

"Wow!"

He kissed her. "Yeah, I get that reaction a lot."

EJAY VAN RUSSELL-Gameboy

Next door in Ejay's room his brother hipped him on how to get Paris in his room without his father knowing. His father wasn't there, so there were no rules. Tony and he would cover for each other. It was pretty cool that they were now dating sisters.

He was pretty sure his brother and Asia were not hovering over his laptop playing games. His sister thought all his games were weird. Probably most other girls thought they were weird, but not Paris.

"Oh, my goodness Ejay! You're so good. You're on level twenty-seven!"

"I've made it to thirty-two before."

"Aw, man!"

"It's easy."

"I don't get to play a lot, we only have one laptop my sisters and I share for homework."

Here Ejay was with his own laptop and another in the study room, plus everyone had their own. Sometimes he took the fact that his family had money for granted. It was how he grew up. Not wanting or needing a thing. Then he met people like Paris who did not have much.

"You can buy your own laptop with the money you earned from all the songs you sell to Justin Scoville."

"I guess so. I gave my winnings to my mom. She needed to fix her car."

"All of it?"

"Yes."

"You should have bought yourself something."

"I didn't want anything. Asia wanted to go shopping and buy clothes, She's selfish like that."

"Next song you sell Paris, I want you to buy yourself something."

"But-"

"Promise me."

"Can I buy you something?"

"Why?"

"Because...you're my boyfriend."

"Let me buy you something."

"Don't do that!"

"Let's not fuss about this. How about we buy each other one small thing. But first, make another hit song for Xavier."

"Okay."

JUSTIN SCOVILLE-Music Man

"Heartbreaker" was breaking records locally. It played at least once an hour every hour for the last three weeks. It shot to number one and stayed there after the first week. The downloads for the single on iTunes were reaching a million with no end in sight.

This is without a major label backing it, not nearly enough promo, and no video. He planned on getting a video in the can. Once everyone saw the face that went with the voice could cause pandemonium. They were about to blow up.

"Look at this." Justin laid papers on Tony's desk.

Tony looked over the papers. "Yo, this for real?"

"Yes! Three offers by the big leagues to partner up. They want us."

"This is big!"

Tony stood and gave him a dap with his fist.

"I say we go with Universal. That's big time."

"They want six albums."

"The key is not all the same artists. We have to find new talent."

"Hell, we gotta get enough songs to finish Xavier's album."

"Paris sent over some new songs. They might work. The kid is a genius."

DONNA JACKSON-Aunt D

She could not believe in about three weeks she would be married to Ethan Van Russell. Her dream guy. Her forever man, the perfect guy All the years apart helped her have even deeper feelings for him. She would not have taken this step with him nineteen years ago.

She begged and pleaded with her brothers to be there, and they both said yes. She wanted Antonio to give her away, but he refused. Quinton said he would do it. Tony was going to be Ethan's best man. Her maid of honor was Veronique even though Sasha should have been. That would be too much, Ethan's ex-wife, her ex-best friend, married to her brother, now shacked up with her other brother and possibly pregnant by him.

Scandalous.

She also had Chrissy and Elayne as bridesmaids and her nieces, Courtney and Cambrea as junior bridesmaids. Angel was the flower girl.

Marty and Ejay were Ethan's other groomsmen. They wanted to keep the wedding party fairly small. The guest list had grown to three hundred people now. She did not even know half the people. The wedding planner was some family relative of Doreen, and she let her take control.

She lay out at the pool trying not to think about all the upcoming things she had to do. Get her dressed that Elayne designed and sew herself finished. Figure out what she would do with her hair, which she knew was in good hands with Veronique, who would also do her makeup.

She did not care what they would eat, or what topped the tables, or how big the cake was.

"Donna!" Elayne yelled at her, casting a shadow on her as she lay out near the pool. "There you are! I need you to try on the dress again so I can make more adjustments."

"Donna!" Chrissy flanked her other side. "The bridesmaids' dresses are all done!"

"Uh...thank you two." They were more into wedding planning than she was. Kids!

"I'm so happy you will be moving here Donna." Chrissy grabbed her in a hug. "Not only do I get you, but I also get my dad more."

"And I get a new auntie," Elayne said. "Can I call you Aunt D?"

"No."

ANTONIO JACKSON-Old Days, Old Ways

He enjoyed spending time with Anita because he was so lonely and missed his cheating wife Sasha. He loved that woman. Now he hated her.

Anita made herself at home at his place. He did not care to argue. She fucked him good enough he was not complaining. She was too young for him, he knew that. He could not tell anyone about her. Especially not his sister, her former boss.

It was kind of twisted.

"So...this big wedding, big hoopla, huh?" Anita asked while they lay in bed after a round of sex.

"A sham."

"Why do you say that?"

"Donna doesn't know what she's getting into. Ethan's a user. He will use her, and throw her away when he is done."

"I think Donna is smarter than that."

"She is. But it's Ethan. There's something about him, he's a charmer. Even as a kid, he could get anyone to do anything. Call me a sucker, because I fell for it too."

"Really?"

She sat up on her elbows very interested. He did not like to remember his old, wild ways running the streets of Midtown without a care in the world. He, Ethan, and Quinton thought because they were rich they could get away with murder.

And they did.

"Not anything I need to share with you, sweetheart. Nothing at all."

MARTY VAN RUSSELL-Dirty Deeds

But Marty knew all the secrets.

And he bet pretty little Prima Donna would not be madly in love with his baby brother when she knew the truth. And while she was heartbroken, he would be there to mend the broken heart.

In the meantime, he delighted in Veronique and her willingness to get at it anytime, anywhere.

They were in his limo and she was down on her knees, her face in his lap, sucking him so good he felt like he would need a nap afterward. Veronique had the skills of a pro. Just a whore after his money.

Donna was a gem. He would treat her like the diamond she was.

He pulled Veronique up from the floor, and pushed her against the back seat, raising her dress.

"Take this dick."

"Yes, Daddy!"

Veronique stayed ready. He slid her panties to the side and fucked her from behind, his favorite position. It did not take long before he unloaded inside of her, all the time picturing it was Donna he exploded in.

One day soon.

Hey readers!

Anybody else disturbed by Marty's obsession with Donna?

And the wedding is getting closer and closer, will it or won't it happen?

XOXO
Kimberly