*A/N: Hey everyone!
Thanks for the ones that understand about me quitting Cowboys Can
Love Longer. I decided to go back to my style of writing, modern
times erotica. I can write better if I know my own time period!
Yes, this is a racing type story. There is a dirt track an hour
away from my house and that inspired me to write this and I don't
know why. Sorry if my grammar sucks in this chapter also, I am
sleep deprived. I promise PROMISE you that I will finish this! I
think I will enjoy writing this story. Make sure to go see the
I tried to ignore my best friend, May Young,
talking about the big dirt race tomorrow evening. She loves dirt
races because usually the drivers are very good looking and its
very exciting to her. What is so exciting about watching cars go
around and around in a circle? The only exciting thing happening
is when they crash.
"Pippa, will you please come with me to Harris?
I will pay for everything, promise!" May, my friend, begged. I
rolled my brown eyes and slammed my soda bottle down on the table
and sighed. We just graduated from high school not even a week
ago and she is already bored. May and I have been to parties,
clubs, you name it, to waste time.
"Alright, what time do you want me there?" I
said and she squealed and threw her arms around me and hugged me
tight. Even though May is annoying as hell, I love her like a
sister. I have an older brother and he is a jerk off. Dave is
working as a substance abuse counselor in Richmond, Virginia,
leaving me, mom and my step dad in our small town of Lexington.
Lexington is known for our dirt track racing. It's dirtier than
any other race and its very country and redneck.
"Be there at four tomorrow. Better wear
something you don't mind getting dirty cause we are going into
the pits!" May said and I groaned. "The Pits" is where the
drivers go park their cars and get ready for their league to
race. You pay an extra ten dollars a person to be there at the
action. Maybe I will have a good experience there, maybe not.
The only reason we are going is because May wants to get laid,
like I want to. I never had sex, thought it was a waste of time.
Teenagers here just wants sex, not the relationship thing. Oh, I
want to have sex, I can tell you that much, but I want the whole
romance thing too. Oh shit, forgot to introduce myself. My name
is Pippa Wilson, yes, it's a strange name. I think my mom wanted
to name me Piper but she was too doped up on pain meds and she
said "Pippa" instead of "Piper". I have curly brunette hair,
brown eyes, average weight and height, I am not a future model.
May is a blonde, blued eyed beauty with a quirky attitude. My
personality is very lay back and I am a sarcastic smart ass. I
went to my bedroom, which is not very organized and covered with
rock band posters, and went through my clothes. If I am going to
go to the race tomorrow, I better find something that is sexy and
easy to get mud off of it! Mom came in and she leaned against the
door frame and she cleared her throat. Regina Barnes is one of
the most well known stylist in this area, which is not really big
because we only have two salons in Lexington!
"What are you doing, Pippa?" Mom asked me. I
got her looks from her but she is not a smart ass and sarcastic,
so I must got it from my biological father, which is a no call no
show in my life. Dave knew him, he told me that he was not a nice
man. He beat on my mom through her pregnancy with me and he left
them when she was seven months pregnant. Good riddance, who needs
a man who beats on a woman?
"I am going to the track tomorrow with May and
I am trying to find something to wear," I said and she
"You need to stay home for once," She said and
I rolled my eyes.
"I am fucking eighteen years old, I can do
whatever I want to!" I yelled and pushed my way around her and
ran outside. My step-dad, Tom opened the front door and I pushed
my way through him and I thought I had the clearing to the
street, but he stopped.
"Young lady, what is your
"Your wife!" I said and he rolled her
"Pippa, she just wants you home once in a
"I was planning to stay home today, I am going
to the race tomorrow with May."
"I thought you hate dirt track
"Might as well give it a shot."
"While you are there, get Tyson Cassidy's
autograph, he is one hell of a racer." Tyson Cassidy. A wanna-be
NASCAR racer. Born and raised in a town two hours south of
Lexington known as Dansville. He moved up here just to race. He
has become a local celebrity because he always wins, and he is
VERY good looking. I think he is hot myself, but his ego is
bigger than Texas. He has a charming smile, strong jaw line,
brunette hair and brown eyes. I think he is about twenty-six
years old as well. What is weird is that May is not even
interested in him! She is interested in Jason Mackenzie, his best
friend and his competition in racing. Jason also has a big ego,
but not as big as Tyson. Ugh, men, once they become sort of
famous, it goes to their heads!
May and I walked around the pit's the following
afternoon. May ended up with phone numbers already and I didn't
because I am not there to find me a man. We seen camera bulbs go
off and May dragged me to the area and Tyson and Jason are posing
for the camera with their cars. Tyson has a huge smile and I knew
he is milking the fame.
"Dear lord, it is true about him, ain't it?" I
said and May sighed.
"But you have to admit, Jason is very hot," May
said and Jason looked over at our direction and I knew May's
heart is doing cartwheels and he winked at her.
"OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD! JASON MACKENSIE JUST
WINKED AT ME!" May squealed and I rolled my eyes and May dragged
me closer. We ended up beside the cars almost and Tyson and Jason
looked behind us and one of the camera men seen us.
"Hey you two, get up there!" one of them said
and May looked at me like she didn't understand what he meant,
which I didn't either.
"Yo, Blondie and cutie, get up here!" Tyson
said smiling and then I knew they meant us. May squealed and
pushed me and I am not thrilled by this. May stood beside Jason
and I stood beside Tyson. I have to admit, standing beside Tyson
Cassidy is very exciting.
"Smile for the camera, sweetheart," Tyson said
to me and I smiled and the cameras went off. I stepped off
because the flashes caused a major headache and May stayed up
there with Jason, which I knew she would do. I watched her model
for the camera with Jason, and I can tell he is loving every
moment of it. When I looked again, Tyson is not there. Probably
got a headache from the cameras also. I rolled my eyes and when I
turned around, I bumped into a hard rock chest and I smelled
"Where did you go? Camera shy?" Tyson said and
that's the first time I heard him talk. His voice is very
southern and very deep.
"Um, no, the bulbs gave me a headache," I said
trying to walk pass him and he stopped me.
"Hey hold on, I want you to be part of my team
tonight. Your friend May already said she is for
"Are you gonna pay me, I don't join a team
unless I get paid." He whistled and then he
"You got a smart mouth for being a gorgeous
woman, what is your name anyways? I bet you already know who I
am." Don't you just LOVE his ego?
"Pippa Wilson, and I can stand here and be a
smart ass all day or you can pay me to be part of your team for
the night," I said and crossed my arms across my chest and Tyson
ran his fingers through his hair and sighed.
"Fine, one hundred and fifty dollars for the
night," he said and my eyes grew. I cannot believe he fell for
it! Should I tell him I am only kidding and deep inside, the sex
kitten I wanna be just wants to be with him, just wants to lose
my virginity to a egotistical hot man? No! I can do things with
that much money.
"Mr. Cassidy, you got yourself a deal," I said
and Tyson smiled and told me to follow him. When we made it to
his car and his team of mechanics, May is sitting on Jason's car
across the way and she waved and held a beer in her
"I knew she would do it!" May yelled and I put
my hands on my hips.
"You know we are only eighteen years old!" I
said to Tyson and he laughed.
"I know, May told us and she wanted one and we
gave her one. You want a beer? My division don't run for another
hour," Tyson said grabbing two beers. I shrugged my shoulders and
grabbed the beer from him and drank it. The races started and my
heart about jumped out of my chest when the drivers around me
started their cars. Actually, I screamed and Tyson, Jason, May
and everyone laughed.
"This is her first time coming to a race," May
said and Tyson nodded.
"That's why she screamed like that," Tyson said
and I rolled my eyes at him and he leaned against the car and lit
a cigarette. Thank God he smoked, so I pulled my cigarettes out
and started to smoke.
"No wonder you are a smart ass, you didn't
smoke," Tyson said and I laughed.
"No, I was born this way, and I have been
smoking since I was ten!" I said then laughed at my Lady Gaga
pun. Tyson really didn't say anything else, just ordered people
around and not me. What kind of team member am I? Am I gonna
dress in a bikini, which I do NOT look good in, and wave the
checkered flag? Beer run girl? What the fuck am I getting paid
for? An hour later, Jason and Tyson jumped into their cars and
then, I had it. I want to know what am I doing
"Tyson, I have the right to know what am I
getting paid to do for you," I said and he smiled and cupped my
cheek. I have no fucking clue why he done that, but it felt very
"You will know soon enough. Meet me at the
winners circle," Tyson said and raced off to the start line. May
dragged me to the tall podium that stood a few stories high and
you can see the racers. Tyson is number 16 and Jason is number 2,
May had to tell me. The race started and seeing the dirt fly did
send my adrenaline running. I have to admit, watching them race
is very exciting. Hearing the audience cheering them on and
watching Tyson go around those curves beautifully is awesome. A
few minutes later, I found myself cheering for
"COME ON, TYSON, YOU CAN DO IT! WOOOOO!" I
yelled and May laughed and cheered Jason on, which he is very
close to Tyson. Thirty laps later, Tyson won by the skin of his
teeth. I jumped and hollered as he got first place and ran down
the stairs to get off the podium and ran to the winners circle.
Tyson got out and his team cheered and gave Tyson a beer and I
walked over there and he smiled at me and grabbed me. The
reporter of the Lexington Herald came over and he had a camera in
"Who is this beautiful young lady?" the
reporter asked and my stomach fell to the ground. I have a bad
feeling about this.
"Oh I met her just today, her name is Pippa
Wilson," Tyson said and the reporter grabbed his pen and paper
out and wrote everything Tyson said.
"So, she is not your girlfriend? You still
single?" the reporter asked and I rolled my eyes. This is not
STAR magazine, it's the local newspaper for Christ's
"Hopefully, not for long," Tyson said as he
turned me around and we are meeting eye to eye. His eyes are not
too dark and not too light of a brown and they are gorgeous.
"Pippa, kiss me," Tyson said through his teeth. My big eyes grew
and I started to freak out.
"What?" I blurted out.
"I paid you to kiss me!" I sighed and he looked
at the reporter and his camera is up and ready.
"I really like Pippa, she is very attractive
and I am gonna kiss her!" Tyson said and he pulled me to his body
and placed his lips on mine. I froze for a few moments and his
lips moved on mine and I knew he wanted his money's worth, so I
made it look real. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled
my body closer to him and I felt him moan in my mouth. He tasted
so good, and when his tongue played with my teeth, OH MY GOD,
HEAVEN! I sighed in his mouth and when I let go, I realized it
was oddly quiet around us. Oh shit, I forgot a few hundred people
we're watching us. I smiled and placed my hands in front of my
body and Tyson wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me
close. The reporter smiled and left us alone and went to Jason
and May, which I knew they will have a showcase kiss also. I
looked at Tyson and I cleared my throat and looked the other
"That was…exciting for one night," I said and
"You tasted as good as I thought you would,"
Tyson said and I looked at him. I didn't say a single word as he
came closer to me and place his hands on my cheeks again and
lightly brushed his lips against mine. Why didn't I slap him for
kissing me? Because he tasted so good and he is turning me on
"Want to go out on a date sometime?" Tyson
asked me and I swallowed and nodded to agree. "Good, because I
want to see you some more," he said and gave me another kiss and
smiled. I smiled also because I never knew my evening at the race
track will end like this.