**A/N: OMG for reals? Chapter one has over 300 reads! I
about fell out of my chair this morning! This is starting to get
hot, and it will the next chapter *hint hint*. There is a part
towards the end of this chapter that MIGHT creep you out, and I
don't mean to. Also, it's kind of slow and I am sorry.There is a
lot of music refrences in this chapter and if you just go to my
profile to my playlist, you can hear them. I was listening to it
as I wrote this LOL. Well, enjoy!!!*
Tyson said our date is Sunday evening at six. Now, its four hours
till the date itself. I told my parents and they are not too
thrilled about it, mainly Tom. He is supposely Tyson's "biggest
fan" and he freaked out about this date.
"Honey, Tyson is twenty-six years old, he is a wee bit old for
you," Tom said and I rolled my eyes.
"Tom, I am eighteen years old, I can date anyone I like!" I said
and mom just sat on the couch, drinking her red wine and watching
the football game.
"Reggie, are you really gonna let Pippa go on a date with Tyson
Cassidy?" He asked her and she sighed.
"I promised Pippa that once she turns eighteen years old, I will
let her do anything she wants to. Yes, I am letting her go on
this date with Tyson," she said and I looked at Tom and he threw
his hands in the air.
"Go on, have fun, fuck him I don't give him a shit!" Tom went to
his bedroom and he slammed the door behind him and I just looked
at mom and she just sipped on her wine and I rolled my eyes. My
mom has been an alcoholic for as long as I can remember. Her and
my step dad has been married for ten years now and she just
slowed down on the wine. I sat down beside her and she squeezed
my knee and smiled.
"Well, today you pissed him off and you got pissed at me
yesterday," Mom said and I sighed and leaned against the couch.
She looked down at my clothes, which I am wearing my Rammstein
shirt and a pair of torn blue jeans and she rolled her eyes.
"Please don't tell me that you are wearing that to the date, he
might not like Rammstein," she said and I laughed.
"Hell no, I got my skanky dress on my bed and my stripper heals
by closet all ready for the date tonight," I said and my mom just
stared at me with her mouth agape. I laughed and slapped her
knee. "I am just kidding mom! I have a nice lacy tank top and a
skirt to match it and I am wearing a pair of pretty sandals," I
said and she looked relaxed now.
"Let me do you hair and makeup!" she said and I smiled. I sat in
the dining room chair as she fixed my thick, curly hair which I
despised because how thick it is and it's hard to style it. She
straightened it, which is a miracle she can do that, she even
trimmed and layered it a little. She twisted me around and put
some makeup on me and then, she began singing. I know that is
random, but she sings before she finishes.
"Hungry eyes, I can feel the magic between you and I…" she sang
and I began to laugh. Mom is a HUGE Dirty Dancing fan and that
song is on it, and I admit, I love that song too. I began singing
along with her and when she finished, my cell phone rang. I went
to the table and seen that it's an unknown number. I answered it
and a deep, southern male voice answered.
"Is this Pippa Wilson?" the man asked.
"Yes, who might this be?" I said and he laughed.
"Tyson, May gave me your number when you left last night."
"Oh, I was just about to ask you how you got my number."
"I am coming to pick you up, so what is your address?"
"165 E. Maple Street. Where are we going?"
"There is a kick ass restaurant in Lynchburg, an hour away. Is
that cool with you?"
"Yeah, of course, there is nothing here in Lexington other than
the race track anyways."
"I will be there in an hour."
"Okay, see you then." I got off the phone and began to freak out.
An hour! I better get ready now! I ran to my bedroom and put on
my clothes and mom is there with me. I seen that she put her
glass of wine on my dresser, so I leaned over and took me a good
gulp and she did not say a single thing to me. I went to the
mirror and looked at myself. The makeup make my already big brown
eyes bigger and my hair is beautiful and straight.
"My daughter going on her first date," mom said and I smiled. I
sat with mom and watched the Carolina Panthers game, which they
SUCK, until someone rang the door bell. I grabbed my mom's wine
again and drank some and she laughed this time.
"Nervous honey?" She asked and I nodded. I went to the front door
and I looked through the window beside the door and Tyson is
standing there with his hands in a pair of dress slacks. I held
my stomach and let out some air. Oh my god, why am I feeling like
this? I opened the door and smiled at Tyson.
"Hey there, wanna come in?" I asked and he smiled. I closed the
door behind him and my mom got off the couch and hollered for
Tom. Tom came out of the bed room and smiled at Tyson.
"Tyson Cassidy, nice to meet you son!" Tom said grabbing his hand
and shook it.
"Nice to meet you, sir. I hope you don't mind, I am taking your
daughter to Lynchburg for the night," Tyson said smiling at Tom
then he winked at me. For the night? Please don't tell me he
wants to fuck me. Hey, sex on the first date is common lately, so
I'm with the in-crowd.
"She is eighteen years old, she can do anything she wants to.
Just be careful, take care of her," Tom said and Tyson nodded. I
hugged mom then I hugged Tom.
"Have fun honey," he said and I smiled. Tyson wrapped his arm
around my shoulder and we walked out. I expected a sports car
like a Mustang or a Camaro, but he escorted me to a Dodge Ram. I
laughed and Tyson looked at me puzzled.
"What?" he asked.
"You drive a fast car for a living and you drive a truck?" I said
and then he laughed, getting where I am going now.
"I had this truck for several years now, I love it." I just
smiled and he opened the door for me, very gentleman of him! I
expected him to be one of those men that the woman has to do
everything for herself. We left and I looked out the window and I
seen everyone looking at the truck and I seen young, pretty women
pointing fingers at us.
"Don't pay them any attention, Pippa, they are jealous because
they are not you," Tyson said and I rolled my eyes and snorted.
"You got a huge ego, don't you?" I said and he chuckled.
"I get that a lot. It happened when I began to win all the time.
I just can't help it," he said and I leaned and turned on the
radio. I smiled when it came on to my most favorite radio station
and Motley Crue, one of my favorite bands of all time, came on.
Tyson began to hit his steering wheel, pretending to drum and I
"Knock 'em dead, kid, knock 'em dead!" I sang and he laughed.
"I would never see you as a metal fan," he said and I smiled.
"You should see my room its covered with posters of my favorite
bands," I said and his eyes grew as he smiled.
"I would like to," he said and I blushed. I looked out the window
and watched everything go by as we went down the highway. When I
seen the "Welcome to Lynchburg" sign, I sighed. Finally, we made
it! Tyson pulled into an Olive Garden and I laughed loudly.
"Olive Garden? Really?" I said and he grinned.
"I love Olive Garden, do you like it?" Tyson asked.
"I never been here." He got out of the truck and he opened my
door and he held my hand. We got escorted to a table towards the
back and it looks very romantic. I remember all the years my mom
made me put the napkin in my lap to be more lady like and I just
threw it down on the floor. Now, I elegantly place the cloth
napkin on my lap and the waiter came.
"Welcome to Olive Garden, I am Melanie and I will be your
waitress for tonight. What do y'all want to drink?" she said and
I about said what I wanted, but Tyson smiled.
"A bottle of your finest wine, please," He said and I tried to
say that I am underage, but the woman smiled and walked away. "I
know you are underage, but since I am the right age, they don't
ask you," he said and I smiled. The waitress came back with two
glasses and Chardonnay. My mouth went agape as she opened the
bottle up and poured our glasses for us.
"Thank you, we should be done here in a few minutes with our
menus," Tyson said and the waitress walked off. I scanned the
menu and I found Chicken Parmesan and I closed my menu. Tyson
finished a few seconds later and lifted his glass. I knew he
wanted a toast, so I joined by lifting my glass.
"To Pippa, the most gorgeous girl in Lexington," Tyson said and I
"To you, Tyson, to be interested in a sarcastic ass like me," I
said and he laughed. Our glasses touched and I drank my wine. The
waitress came back and we ordered, which Tyson got Chicken
Fettuccini Alfredo, and she left as fast as she came. I have
never been on a real date in my life, so I don't know what to do
around a man, especially around a sexy man like Tyson.
"So, what made you decide to move to Lexington from a place like
Dansville?" I asked him.
"There is an area outside of town where Jason and I raced on dirt
and a random man came up and mentioned Harris Track in Lexington
and we came up here," Tyson said and I laughed.
"That's it? Just some random man told you about the track?"
"Yep, sounds crazy, but its true. I was just a mechanic that
worked under a perverted man that slapped woman's asses that
walked passed him, I wanted to leave." I nodded my head and the
food came about five minutes later. We ate quietly and I wanted
to impress him so much, so I ate tiny bites and didn't eat a
whole lot. I am starving and the food looked so good! Tyson
didn't say a single word and just ate his food. We left the
restaurant and he took me to a hotel that looked rather fancy,
hell, I am from a small town that has motels where people go for
one night stands! Tyson opened my door, of course, and he grabbed
a bag and we walked in. We went to the front desk and he told
them about the reservation and they gave us the key card. Sorry
that I am getting boring, there is nothing going on. We just
walked to the second floor to a fucking HUGE room with a rose on
the bed. I went to the rose and there is a note.
"For the most gorgeous woman, Tyson xoxo" the note said and I
held it against my heart. I turned around and Tyson already had
his shirt tails hanging out and he is leaning against the wall
and my heart raced. I have not seen something as sexy as what he
is doing right now, and he is just leaning against the wall. For
some reason, Madonna began to sing in my head, singing Like A
Virgin. I sat on the bed and just looked at him. He walked to me
and he kneeled in front of me and placed his hands on my face.
Tyson pulled my face to his and he kissed me.
"Like A Virgin, touched for the very first time…." Madonna sang
over and over. His tongue slid into my mouth and I moaned. I
wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me and
his hands moved from my face to my waist. Tyson jerked back and I
can see the lust in his eyes.
"I have to admit to something before we go on any further,
Pippa," he said and my heart sank. Please don't tell me that he
is a virgin also or he has a sexually transmitted disease!
"What is it?" I said, trying to sound calm.
"I been kind of, stalking you for the past two months. I seen you
at the library researching or something and you are jamming out
to some music. Don't worry, I didn't like watch you undress from
a tree, I just find you and follow you down the street," he said
and I gave him a "give me a break" look.
"That's it? That ain't that bad," I said and he gave a sigh of
relief. Tyson Cassidy stalking me sounds very sexy to me and it
really turned me on. I bit my lip and Tyson reached behind him
and grabbed the bag. He told me to open it and I did. I pulled
out something black and something lacy. When I held it up, it's a
piece of lingerie. I looked at the tag and it's the right size.
"What do you want me to do with it?" I asked, trying to be sexy.
"Put it on for me," Tyson said biting his lip and I got up and
before I made it to the bathroom, he stopped me and kissed me
"I need you so much, Pippa," he said and I looked into his
bedroom brown eyes and smiled.
"I need you, Tyson," I said and I slid into the bathroom and I
quickly took my clothes off and put the lingerie on. It barely
covered my 36 C breast and it has a bikini bottom underneath the
barely there lacy skirt. I leaned against the sink and looked at
myself. I am about to lose my virginity to Tyson Cassidy. I hope
I am not going to be one of his groupies. I turned on the sink
and got a handful of water and drank some. I began to shack, I am
so nervous. I know he had to have some women before me, what if I
don't please him? I shook my head and that's when I knew I want
to be the one to please him, I want to ride his dick. I want to
kiss his 6-pack. I gave a evil smile and I jerked the door open
and leaned against the door and Tyson's mouth went agape.
"Ready for me, Tyson?" I said sexy and he nodded his head as I
walked towards him.