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When Chad introduced me to Frank, I was unaware of how much my life might transform. If I desired that change. Yet, I find myself unsure about my aspirations. All I know is that I must decide between these two very different men.

After my MAGA Night, I knew I was a changed woman, at least for now. The problem was, and it was a big one, Chad knew it, too. Even worse, I didn’t care, heaven help me. He knew that soon enough as well.

I’ve only been helping Penny with her side business for a few months. I know her well enough but she keeps surprising me. Then she came to me with a story. That shocked me.

Jessica Preston is missing. Stella Morris thought she knew her friend—until she started digging into Jessica’s secret life. A strip club that’s more than it seems. A law firm that’s lying through its teeth. And a trail that leads straight into Baton Rouge’s underbelly, where girls like Jessica disappear without a trace. Finding her means crossing lines Stella thought she never would—and trusting people who have everything to lose if Jessica is found.

Now that I’ve revived what I didn’t realize I missed so much, my work life is much less boring. And now that I’m dating again, sort of, my love life is more exciting, too. But when the managing attorney at the law firm where I work asks to meet with me, I have to wonder which of my new activities he wants to discuss. Or does he want to discuss something else? At long last.

With our growing family filling our apartment, we turn to other matters. Some of the women I live with want to be mothers. But before we can delve into that, I get a surprise request. From my wife.

I’ve been a receptionist at a law firm for over a year now, and it’s just as boring as it sounds. It is, however, the best-paying job I’ve ever had in my twenty-seven years. So, as a single mom, I have to tough it out for my kids. But then, when I least suspect it, things take a surprising turn for me. I just don’t know if I want to go down that path again. Because I know it all too well.

Now that I’ve done it, sold my body to men for sex, I want to do it again. I’ll probably go back to Anna’s at some point in my life. But for now, I’m going to do something else. Something a lot more lucrative. And exciting.

Destiny thought she understood "The System" after six months in the New Confederacy. But after being taken herself, she learns firsthand what really happens. The reality is so much worse than she imagined. But worst of all is not knowing. If she’ll ever leave.

I don’t know where my fascination with women who sell their bodies came from. But I’ve been interested in them for a long time. As long as I can remember, to be honest. And now I’m going to be one. And I can’t wait.

We’ve been in Dubai for three days and I can’t believe what I see. The girls are hanging in but it keeps getting worse. Exactly like Heather told us it would. How much more can they take?

I met Heather a few years ago when I started my golf lesson promotion, Sticks and Chicks. I had no idea when we started working together that it would turn into what it has. But we make a great team and the sky is the limit. We’re just getting warmed up.

When my husband Braden told me we were moving back to Georgia, I got excited. All I could think about was Isaiah. Isaiah, my bull.

"Very few people can handle getting everything they ever wanted." Peg Shaw should be happy. Her husband Braden loves her and she loves him. They have a good life together and she knows he'd do anything for her - he already has. The freedom he gave her was more than any woman could ever want, or expect. He is truly extraordinary. So why is she so restless? And anxious to get back to the life she left behind? A life she thought was over, a life she tried to forget, but couldn't.

Our ‘hotwife vacation’ is turning out to be a dream come true for both of us. But our first partner needs to fly home early, leaving us high and dry. And as the old saying goes, you never forget your first, even in this. So we’re venturing out on our own, tentatively, carefully. At least, that’s the idea, at first. But not for long.

What is a perfect cuckold? My husband. Perfect for me, at least, and isn’t that all that matters? Well, no, not really. But it’s a start. A very good one at that. So, let me tell you my story…

The day he bought me, I realized I’d found the man I’d spend my life with. Now it was just a matter of figuring out how we would live our lives together. How I could do for him what he did for me. Which was everything.

Those were the last words my gangsta bull said to me. Before he sold me. I had a choice - go back to my husband and forget I ever kidded myself about being black-owned. Or do what I was told. Can you guess what I decided to do?

As she watched each of her neighbors fall under Darnell’s spell, Jocelyn is appalled. One after another succumbs and not just to Darnell but his cousins, too. If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t have believed it. But seeing is definitely, undeniably believing, and then some. And it stirs up some old feelings she thought she buried. Turns out she was wrong. So wrong.

Mariah may be the unofficial den mother on Paradise Lane, but she doesn’t look it. She’s gorgeous and not just for her age - she’s just flat-out beautiful. But the other women on the cul-de-sac think she’s a little bit of a prude. And when she hears that’s what they think of her, she set out to prove them wrong. Because there’s a lot they don’t know about her.