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    Games We Play
    Games We Play
    Games We Play
    Ebook55 pages58 minutes

    Games We Play

    By Erica Storm

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    Tamia Bailey is an independent woman who’s not afraid to take chances when it comes to the opposite sex. On a night out with friends, she spots a handsome stranger, Hunter Coleman, in a bar, and her girlfriends dare her to pick him up.
    What will Hunter do when Tamia makes him an offer he can’t refuse?
    What will she do when he decides to play her games and create a few games of his own? Will Tamia go along with Hunter’s games if they get too rough? Or will she ride him hard and put him up wet?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherErica Storm
    Release dateDec 28, 2017
    ISBN9781370821662
    Games We Play
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    Erica Storm

    Hi, I'm Erica Storm and I write spicy erotica and erotic romance. I have over fifty short titles and box sets to arouse your senses. If you don't have the time to invest in a long novel, you can read my short stories on the go as you wait in the checkout lines. "When you read erotica you feel alive." Happy reading!

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      Games We Play - Erica Storm

      Tamia

      Chapter One

      Iwaited for La Shanda so we could ride the train together. Normally I shower, dress in my dark business pantsuits or a black dress with a jacket which has the appearance of being expensive. I’m out of the apartment at eight a. m. Today is Friday and I’ve relaxed. I wore a skirt and blouse and carried my jacket for unsuspected cold nights in May.

      Why did I wait on her today? I must be a glutton for punishment. As usual she was late getting up and late dressing. With all the going back and looking for her keys, I’m sure we would be late for work. I needed to get in early and post information on the company’s blog and Twitter page.

      We rushed for the train to find out that someone had jumped in front of a moving train and luckily no one got hurt. The train would be late also. Someone trying to do a good deed pulled him or her out of the tracks on time.

      When you try to do a good deed you get fucked like I am this morning.

      I promised La Shanda that I would listen to her problems of which she had many. I had a few myself but you didn’t see me going around burdening everyone who looked like they would listen to all kinds of shit.

      I bet he was pushed, La Shanda said looking around at the hordes of people behind us, some going to work, and some just standing around pretending they had jobs. 

      There’s no evidence that he was pushed, I said to her after climbing into a packed train. Which I tried to avoid by getting to work early every morning. Like that I could appear to be a good worker and get a promotion I deserved. But since it was Friday and La Shanda wanted to discuss her boyfriend and this was the only time I would listen, I waited for her and here we are stuck in the middle of the mid-town tunnel hopeful this train would start up.

      La Shanda had been rattling on about her friend and how jealous he was after he had tried to fool around with her sister. I told her to get rid of him. He is nothing but trouble, I said turning to her as we were being jostled around by the train starting up. Finally we might make it to work on time and I could cut short this conversation.

      You always say get rid of him. I’m not like you. I’m not as pretty as you. And I don’t have two men waiting for me to decide who I will fuck. I have this sorry doctor who lives with his mother and who worships the ground I walk on, she said more confident than she pretended to be.

      He’s playing games with you. He tries to fuck your sister in our apartment and then he tells you he’s jealous. Get real, La Shanda. He’s trying to make you jealous. And what about all the other girls you caught him with. And some of them looked like whores.

      That’s what’s wrong with you Tamia. You’re turning your nose up at girls like that. I bet if you saw a good looking man you’d turn into a Hoe.

      Quiet. I look around and the train is packed and people are listening to our conversation. I think you mispronounced that word," I whispered.

      "See what I mean. I didn’t have the benefit of your education.

      Education has nothing to do with it. Common sense does. He’s trying to make you jealous so you can lose your mind one day and marry him. After his mother dies.

      He brought me flowers and candy and told me he’s sorry. I rolled my eyes. I wasn’t getting through to her and I didn’t have that much time in the world to try."

      "That’s just until you marry him and he knows you can’t go anywhere and then you have a lot of babies and you really can’t leave. You’re the type to get excited because he’s a doctor and marry and accept him running around with you-know what. And what

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