So before I left ya'all hanging I was on my was to the game. I was Cam's date. I had gotten dressed to the 9's and was prepared to have a drama free time. Things went as planned. I had a great time with Cam. He was a southern gentleman in every since of the word. Throughout the game all I could think of was why is this man single... I was pretty sure it was because he was the f*** boy of a wealthy athlete. B****** didnt want him. They wanted the BBALL STAR.

Anyway after the game Cam and I headed to the back to get the car and pick up Keith. I can't remember if they had won that game, or lost, I was wasted. After games in detroit all the players usually meet at a local bar and get it in. Keith instructed me to get in the back seat with him while we drove there. He got in back with me and told me that through the whole game all he could think of with tasting me p**** afterwards. Now i needed to oblige him. He pulled down my tights and went to work. I could feel Cam's eyes on me through the rearview mirror. His jealously was heating up the truck faster than the exploits of the backseat. I felt bad but this was part of the game. I think Keith could feel him watching too because he turned my waist toward the front, sat up straight and said "Cam, damn man, look at how wet her p**** gets?"...  Cam looked out the corner of his eye, nodded and mumbled "crazy". He was swole.

 We arrived at the bar and were escorted upstairs by security. To my suprise the whole damn team was there... no wives, no girlfriends, just players. We ordered food, which I needed, and more (and more) drinks. Over time more women started to make their way upstairs. I was pretty much completely hammered at this point. I was extra comfortable in a VIP booth tucked away near the stairs. There were a few other players and some chick who worked for the team also sitting. we made small talk for awhile then Cam came and made a seat next to me. I leaned on him and started to fall asleep, I was ready to go. Cam kissed my cheek and whispered "You didn't even c**. I bet if I ate your p**** you would c**"... I giggled and laid across his lap. Upon Keith noticing that I was completely done for we said our goodbyes and headed toward my hotel. He told me to shower and change because we were going clubbing in a few. All I wanted to do was sleep. That wasn't going to happen.

I Did what I was told.  Later that night a Limo picked me up from the hotel. When I got in there were 2 guys I recognized from the team already inside. I was still pretty dazed from all the drinking so I waved, grabbed a seat and sat quietly. We drove aorund picking up more teammates and a few more girls. The club we went to was cool, i was exhausted so I didn't do much. Sat between Keith and Cam sipping champange. Afterwards we all piled back in the limo and headed towards Keith's house. It was clear this party was STILL NOT OVER so I chugged a few red bulls on the way. They didn't help. I dragged myself upstairs to an empty bedroom and laid on the bed. I could hear the party going on downstairs as I drifted off. When I woke up my shoes and bag were neatly aligned on the dresser and my jacket was hanging on the door, this had Cam written all over it. The house was quiet aside for the recognizable voice of the girls coming from Keiths room.

I texted cam: where are u? He replied: come to the game room downstairs.

To my suprise there was a whole damn theatre/game room/stripclub in this house! Cam was alone playing video games. We joked about me being a party pooper and I sat next to him. With nothing else to do we decided to take shots. He repeated his comment from earlier and basically offered me some head. I took it. and boyyyyyy was he right. He had an amazing mouth. I squirmed and hollered as he made love to me with his lips and tounge. Just as he promised, he made me c**. A few times. I know how bad he wanted to f*** me so, i let him. I was drunk and a little salty about Keith ditching me. He wasn't bad. He had an average d*** with a really strong stroke.

 I knew if I had stayed he'd be trying to f*** me all night and I'd have to wake up in my same clothes so I had him take me back to my hotel. On the way there I asked him about himself. Where he's from and things like that.... he told me how he has a degree in hospitality, used to live with his cousin who also plays basketball but they had recently fallen out. "Just curious. who's your cousin?" 

"Stacey Rivers" he replied.

my heart sank.