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Taboo Stables was located in Connecticut. The vast majority of the horses boarded there belonged to barons of industry, the nouveaux riches, big spenders, a few movie stars, the odd Kennedy, real estate magnates, hedge fund managers, and even Middle Eastern royalty. The place was owned by Marguerite Percy-Sandoval. The eighty-three year-old, five-foot-three, white-haired lady was the only c***d of the third son of an English earl and an American socialite. Her father had bred and trained horses his entire life; she had inherited the horse farm when he passed away. Once married to a Texas oil t… 阅读更多内容

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Gavin Jones stepped onto the balcony of the pay-by-the-week motel where he had been staying for the past few weeks. He lit a cigarette. As he puffed, he thought about his baby mama and how she wasn’t answering his calls or returning his text messages. From around the corner another Black man appeared. He was carrying an ice bucket. “Sup,” the other dude said. “Chillin’. You?” “Same. Bout to chill in a few. Can I bum a smoke off you?” “Yeah!” “I’ll get you back tomorrow.” The guy opened his room door and set down the ice. He came back to the balcony. “Thanks, bo! I’m Chris.” “Gavin,” he repl… 阅读更多内容

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The black 2017 Chevy Camaro came to a stop in the gym parking lot. After all, it was a “legs day” for the driver. Well. Ass day if he were being honest. Beto Mamani stepped out of the sports car and pushed back his windswept dark hair. He pulled his duffle bag over his shoulder and marched inside. The five-foot-seven guy whose parents had both emigrated as c***dren from Peru went over and grabbed a couple of dumbbells with which to do his lunges. He could feel a few ladies glaring at him. He knew they envied his plump, sculpted donkey booty even if they despised him for it. Beto also spied a… 阅读更多内容

“I got this gig tonight. Should be free bout three A-M,” said the long-legged, lean man with brown skin and warm orange undertone. “You gon’ be up?” “Yeah, Kadeem. I’ll be up,” replied the chick he almost regarded as girlfriend. “Bet! I’ma hit you when I finish.” “Great!” Kadeem Johnson ended the call and got ready to deejay the private birthday party for some bitch that was turning fifty-six. He thought that was weird, but the thirty year-old did not want to turn down the lucrative offer. After killing the crowd, he texted the lady he’d spoken to earlier. -You up? There was not an immedia… 阅读更多内容

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