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PART 2: Inside the Poppa Kappa Nizass house, Krista was in snowbunny heaven. Everywhere she looked there were tall, stylish, jacked black guys, beautiful and powerful. As she floated from room to room, light as a feather on her strappy high heels, brother after brother hit on her. She flirted back, of course, playing the game, batting her iridescent blue eyes and tossing her wavy hair. And then, as she turned into the kitchen there he was — Kenan the quarterback, from class, tall, muscular and athletic. As soon as he saw her, they only had eyes for each other. Before too long, he was leading her up the stairs, into the master bedroom ... As the sun came up the next morning, Krista tiptoed through the sleeping house and slipped outside. Hair a mess, dress torn, and heels in her hand, she walked through the quiet campus back to her sorority. Some would call it a 'walk of shame', but Krista felt no shame at all — it had been worth it, SO worth it. She felt lucky and fulfilled and beautiful. She felt like a princess.
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