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Despite my reluctance to follow her, I was forced into a green bum-short and black crop top. The combat boot I have on, made me look badass. Coupled with the heavy makeup, and the intricate lines she drew on my fingers, I look like those female gangsters.

Should Miguel ever discover that I came to a place like this, he will shit his pants. And let's not forget the clothes I'm putting on. I somehow look like a desperate slut.

“I've not been to this kind of place before.” I glance around the enormous house, “I don't think I'm made for places like this.”

“I know. My brother is so possessive, he won't want you to mingle with this kind of crowd.” She flung her hair back with a seductive smile on her face.

Nikki is putting on a black bum-short with a green crop top. However, instead of combat boots, she's putting on black sneakers.

“Why?”

“Uh, nothing.” She parked the car and exited the car. “We are here to party hard. You don't have to think of your husband.” She winked at me, “come on