Lessons Learned

Chapter 1

~ 6 Months Later - Jefferson, Georgia~

"Bitch, yer comin' out wit us tonight, if I have to drag ya by that long, brown hair of yers," my aide, and friend, orders me as she cuts out feathers for the turkeys that our students are going to make. "Nikki, you know I'm not trying to meet a man. EVER AGAIN," I tell her with a glare. "Bri, just because this asshole broke yer heart, doesn't mean every man is gonna be like him. Ya need to take a chance. Besides, Kolby is going to be designated driver so we can get drunk," she says with a giggle. Kolby is Nikki's boyfriend of two years and is a true southern gentleman. She is quite the lucky girl.

"Okay fine, but where are we going?" I ask curiously. "To Johnny's," she mentions casually. "Johnny's? That dive bar where all the bikers hang out?" I ask with a groan. "Oh stop it. Sexy bikers? Yes please!" she exclaims happily. "And yer wearin' leather! I don't want any complaints. Ya promised me the next time we went out, I'd get to dress ya," she reminds me with a mischievous grin. "Oh no. This is gonna be bad for me, isn't it?" I ask with a pout. She just grins evilly and winks at me.

Five hours later, Nikki is putting the finishing touches on my make-up. "God, you look hot! I'd totally do you and I'm straight!" she squeals. She makes me wear these high heeled hooker boots that I have trouble walking in. "I hate wearing heels. Can't I wear Chucks?" I ask with a pout. "Nope! Deal wit it, girl!" she tells me with a glare.

A whistle greets us as we walk down the stairs. "I'm gonna have the prettiest ladies on my arms. Ya look smokin'," he tells us with a wink. He takes our arms and helps us descend the stairs on my front porch. "Bitch, I hate you for making me wear these," I growl over Kolby's shoulder. "Oh hush. Maybe they'll help ya pick up a man to bring back to yer house," she tells me with a giggle. "You know I would never do that. I'm not like that and besides, I hate men," I tell her casually. "Ya hate men, but ya love dick! Stop bein' so uptight and getcha some tonight!" she exclaims as we get in Kolby's truck. "Ladies, please. I'm a guy and I don't need to think bout mah little sis gettin' some tonight," he groans. "Well don't worry, Kolby, cause it's not gonna happen," I tell him truthfully as he starts the truck.

Kolby pulls up to the dive bar and takes both of our arms as we walk in. I feel like every head turned as we walked in the door. I mean I usually wouldn't look like I fit in, but tonight Nikki has me in all this leather and trashy, thick eyeliner and mascara covers my eyes. We find an empty table close to one of the pool tables and sit down. Kolby leaves to get us drinks while Nikki and I head to one of the pool tables.

I lean over the pool table to break when I feel arms come around me. "Hey sexy. Lemme help ya wit dat," I hear in my ear. His breath smells of beer and he's grinding his dick into my ass. "No, thank you. I know how to play the game, but thanks," I say to him as I try to move away from him. "Now hold up, girlie. I know ya feel what I'm packin'. Trust me, ya don't wanna let dis opportunity pass ya by," he tries to convince me as his hands are roaming all over my body.

"Actually, this may come as a shock to you, but I'd rather poke both of my eyeballs out than let you touch me for one more second. Now let me the fuck go!" I yell into his face as I'm wiggling around. "I like 'em feisty, little girl. Let's take dis outside," he groans as he grind into me.

"Yeah let's take dis outside, Jake," I hear a husky voice growl from my right side. "BG, I didn't know the bitch was yers," Jake apologizes as he backs away from me. "She ain't a bitch, Jake. She's a lady and maybe I should take ya outside anyway to teach ya some respect," BG growls as he steps up to Jake. They're standing toe to toe and I'm beginning to get nervous that a fight is gonna break out.