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There was a reason Dreux got jealous whenever Alyssa got with her ex-boyfriend Keshawn. It wasn’t just because he was a bum. When they were fighting, and Alyssa said “fuck you,” Dreux insisted she wasn’t her type. But that wasn’t quite true. Alyssa was her type. The thought of all the positions she and Keshawn had sex in made her both angry and hot and bothered. Especially when Alyssa offered to show her. When Alyssa touched her lightly on the shoulder, it felt like an electric shock.
Alyssa wasn’t just gorgeous, she was a wonderful artist. She was always there to cheer Dreux up when she was feeling down. They were living together in luxury now and made a great team. When they pretended to be lesbians to get a loan from a loan shark, Dreux wished they weren’t acting. She couldn’t lie to herself anymore. She was in love.