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shook his head in contempt. They knew I was joking, I was too wrapped up in the streets to appreciate the benefits and culture of a fraternity. Shit , I’d created The Clan . I was good.
    “I think we should all go and see who comes back with the most numbers,” Mark’s eyes were just as big as his damn belly in excitement. “Shit! This could be fun like old times, only Jacobs, you won’t win so easily with that thick Brooklyn accent. We have Alpha brothers coming from all over the country and with all types of swag. So, you won’t have the advantage.”
    “Fuck! I’d beat all your asses out. I’ve been known to rack up AKAs. You know NaTasha’s one.” Eric raised his eyebrows.
    “I ain’t fucking with y’all, man,” I muttered, much under my breath. “Why in the hell does everything end up with wagered bets between us?” I protested.
    “Yeah, Jacobs, like when we bet you that you could slam Kristen Johnson, the transfer from Yale, and we watched from the closet when you had her head hitting the hard ass headboard in the dorm. That shit was awesome!” Eric reminisced at my expense.
    “Oh, yeah! Remember when we walked in on Jacobs banging the shit out of two Deltas at the same time in the shower,” Mark shrieked, walking up on me while adjusting the glasses on his face. “Do you still get pussy like that?” Eric stopped taking shots on the pool table to wait on an answer.
    “Man, fuck y’all.” I laughed hysterically. “I am thirty fuckin’ seven years old. I don’t need pussy like I did when I was nineteen. I’m good with quality over quantity.” My phone rang, interrupting my thoughts. I saw it was Rayna calling. As I answered, I informed the guys, “I gotta take this,” and walked towards the stairs.
    Eric whispered, “Is Rayna quality because she can keep up with your energizer bunny ass or does she have platinum between her legs?”
    I flipped him the bird while walking up the steps.
    “A.D. Jacobs. How may I help you?”
    “Thanks for the iPad, A.D.” Rayna’s voice was calm, a little seductive even.
    I grabbed my suitcase from the foyer and made my way up to the second floor in search of a  vacant room. I was impressed with the house and having Rayna in my ear put me in the mood to go house shopping.
    “No problem. Did you see the inscription?”
    “ Ms. Rayna Brimm, property of A.D. Jacobs ,” she read from the back of the iPad. “I like that,” she hummed into the phone.
    “Oh, yeah? What about it?”
    “Oh, you know…”
    “Ummm…no, I don’t. Do tell,” I urged.
    “My vagina being considered your property. That’s the only thing you can be talking about because last I checked, nothing else about me had an owner.”
    “Fair enough, but you do know wherever your vagina is so are you, right?”
    “Correct you are,” she quipped.
    “So, I can get a two for one’er on that?”
    “Hmmmmm…we’ll see. You can’t barter deals from so far away.”
    “Why?”
    “Because I can’t read your eyes. I need to see them; they’re the entryway into your soul.”
    “Hence the iPad. We could always Facetime from your phone, but the iPad will give you a better view.”
    “Ohhh!” I could tell she caught on to the idea. “Well, let me fire this baby up for a test run. How does ten tonight, my time sound to you? You think you’ll be up for a little Facetiming?” she asked with a hint of promise in her voice.
    “Bring it,” I egged her on just before checking the time to be sure I’ll be ready.
    “Okay. I’m going to warm up dinner and feed Azna. I’ll hit you up once I’m showered and ready.”
    “Girl, don’t start nothing I can’t finish,” I groaned.
    “Oh. If you need, I’ll coach you into finishing.”
    “Indeed.”
    “Later.”
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    I ended up at the Stamford Plaza Hotel about an hour later with Mark and Eric. The gazebo was nicely lit with heavy energy adding to the ambiance. The early autumn weather was fair, but I kept my blazer