The doorbell rings

You sit there rubbing her shoulders, massaging down her back towards her nice bubble butt. You feel the **** taking a little effect.

Despite your best efforts to be loyal to Chloe, you can't help but notice her assets and start feeling a bulge growing in your pants...

Then, the doorbell rings. You freeze.

"Oh Goodie!" Raven giggles. "The fun can begin!"

She opens the door, and five loud black girls all walk in, carrying booze, weed, food, and some large suspicious purses.

Raven introduces you to all of them. One of them you recognize - Amber, a backup center that's on the team who also enjoyed your massages from time to time.

"Tish," the first one said squeakily. She was skinny with crazy harley quinn-like hair.
"Alondra" the next one said in a gangster voice, she was wearing oversized clothes and kinda had the lesbian-look to her.
The next girl, Sophie, comes up and whispers in your ear, "I can't wait to get to know you better..."
Not given a moment to think on that, the next girl pinches your butt and you turn around.
"hahaha, figured I'd sample the goods white boy." She says. "You can call me Jaycee."

After that everyone settles in, passing the bowl, getting tipsy on patron and 40's. Tish and Amber cozie up, sandwiching you on the couch.

They have on some sexy cheerleading movie. "Damn, I would fuck that white girl so good," one girl says. You see she's talking about Hayden Panettiere.

Then Raven stands up, "Yo girls, I almost forgot why we all got together tonight. I want to remind everyone..." With that she looks specifically at you. "That he is my personal assistant until tomorrow and HAS to do everything that I or and now I give permission, anyone else wants. Is that understood?"

You nod.

"Good, now stand up."