Maxed Muscle, Roaring Thunder & Pink lace (closed for L. Gold & Rock)

[Liquid_Gold]

Grace grew up with all brothers, four of them to be exact and each one was into muscle cars and racing. Even her father was a motor head as far back as she can remember was always buying a junk car and fixing it up, then taking it down to the local track to see what it could do. He brother’s seemed to follow in his footsteps, each one doing the same till they had a car that was to hot it would burn up the tracks. That’s where the competition came into play between the boys and their father, that’s where they got all his quality and quantity time, and Grace had none. She was allowed to watch them take a hunk of junk and create it into a beautiful piece of muscle purring metal, yet that was as far as it went.

She would spend hours and hours watching them build and create, she knew she could do the same if given the chance, but she knew that would never happen she was so used to hearing ‘Girls don’t belong behind the wheels of Metal monsters, or girls have no place under the hood of a car they should be barefoot and knocked up.’ Yes, she was from that southern family where they believed a woman’s place was in the home.

Saturday was a big race at the local track, she had to work part of the day in the town store, but if she timed it right she’d be able to get there right before they dropped the green flag. She hated missing anything when it came to racing, from when the trucks, campers and cars pulled in filling the infield to the last when they left. Grace was born to drive, she felt it, she wished that she wasn’t the one born last; she wished she was born male maybe then her family would have given her that chance. Even her mother told her to stop the silly daydreams of ever getting on the track in the drivers seat. Grace held a love of cars and racing since her childhood, she was only nineteen and wild as the winter winds. She was headstrong and when she set her mind to something, there was no stopping her.

There wasn’t anything she really didn’t like when it came to the tracks, though she really didn’t care for Formula One or two wheels on asphalt, she’d watch it just to get an idea of what the drivers did, how they handled certain situations, or even just to hear the sound of that purring engine. Saturday was the Big Diamond 500, an event that she had been going to for as long as her ears could handle the sound her Daddy said. Grace was known well among the drivers of all the races held in her area and towns surrounding it. She was a fixture at almost every race held, no matter what kind it was. She was either front row on a bleacher or in the pits, most of the time it was the pits, pit passes were easy for her to snatch up.

She knew everything there was to know about the past as well as present female drivers in every category and every style of racing. You could ask her any statistic about Sara Christina to Fifi Scott to Shawna Robinson and she could whip out an answer quicker than one could hunt it on the net. She was a walking talking racing encyclopedia. Not too many guys took interest in a female that was more interested in their cars and what was under the hood or how fast it went over what was in their pants, and how long they could fuck them for.

Grace had a look, she was a natural beauty, and she looked younger than nineteen but had that body that told you different. Her long deep red hair was always tucked under a baseball cap, her face didn’t need make up but most female her age at least experimented with it where grace never had a desire to. When her mother bought her make-up it sat unopened and unused till it was tossed away or lost. When her mother tried to get her into fancy dresses, Grace threw a fit, she’d never liked heels except those that were on her cowboy boots. Sure she’d wear shorts that were clean up to her ass cheeks and made her legs look like they went from the ground to heaven but, she never gave it much thought about how she aroused men.

Never giving sex a thought, she never dated much, here and there when she was fourteen and fifteen to the movies with a neighbor boy, and that was more a friendship date than anything. Saturday was soon here, each day it grew closer caused Grace to get antsier, she couldn’t sleep and couldn’t concentrate at work. Her best friend James Riley and she had pit passes to the opening day race for the season, they hung around together, best buddies for years, always talking cars and that was it. James was two years older and not only was cars on his mind but so was sex, and boning anything he could since he was dumped.

His car was an old 65 Ford Mustang. He had gotten it from his step-dad few years back and had never put anything into it. Grace begged and begged him to work on it, and let her help. He said it was a waste of time and money. What it really came down to was he was dating a girl from Grace’s class and she wanted this and that so instead of telling her no, he always bought her whatever it was and he was always broke. He never wanted to admit it, even after she dumped him for a guy in college with a fast car and more money.

They hung with another girl their age from the same trailer park, Cassidy, Cass for short. On her sixteen birthday her daddy gave her a car, an old 72 baby blue Monte Carlo. She always let grace behind the wheel, they would head out on the old gravel roads opening it up and Grace would scare the shit out of both Cass and James, she’d laugh each time as they always screamed like girls for her to stop or to slow down. Grace had no problem handling the car; she drove like she was born behind the wheel of the car, which only encouraged her more, to pursue her dream.

Finally Friday night came, and the three of them sat outside in Cass’s car at the local burger hang out talking about the race that was to take place the next day. Three of grace’s favorite drivers were to be there, she had never had the pleasure of meeting them and tomorrow was going to be her chance. James made fun of her and told her if she dressed sexy or maybe like a track slut that she’d have a better chance, grace punched him hard in the arm and told him to shut up.

James tackled her upon the car hood and rubbed himself against her, letting her feel his hard cock, that was dying to poke her pussy, he knew one of these days he’d bang her. He had a hunch, and all it would take was him allowing her to help rebuild his car. In his own sick way he loved the chase, he knew when he finally got a chance to fuck her, he would be her first. “I don’t know why you two just don’t go steady, everyone sees how you guys are… sheesh, just be a couple and get it over with!” Cass said to them out the window of her car as they goofed around on the hood. They knew that it would come down to that, eventually.

James leaned into Grace, pressing his crotch to hers with a little grind and whispered, “Tell you what, you pick the winning driver for tomorrows race, and I’ll not only let you help with my car but I’ll allow you to drive it as much as you like, as long as were dating.” Grace laughed, then felt his hips to her, as she felt him give a slow circular gyration, her body responding as she felt a tingle within her loins. She pushed him away and sat up looking to him as she thought about it for a few minutes. “James leaned in and gave her lips a kiss as Cass about fell out watching and listening, “How about from here on in, we call ourselves a couple Grace? I’ll stick to the bet, if your guy wins, you don’t need to put out till you’re ready, if mine does, and you put out tomorrow night after the race.”

Grace returned his kiss and nodded her head in a ‘yes’ manner as she looked at him, taking a deep hard breath. “Yes, yes James, I’ll date you, umm…go steady with you, and be your girlfriend or whatever you want to call it.” Grace thought this was her chance, she’d be under the car, the hood and be a piece of the action , it was her time to shine and show everyone of her brothers as well as her father what she was capable of when it came to cars. Grace thought she’d found heaven, and everything was going to fall into place, but what she really didn’t know was James had a dark side, a controlling side, and she would find that out as time went on.

That night, Cass dropped James off first and then Grace, as they talked about this new relationship. Cass knew Gracie well and knew the car part had a lot to do with why she said ‘yes’ to James. What Gracie didn’t know was that Cass had slept with James, a few months back, she knew how he was, it was a pity fuck if anything, she wanted comfort when her grandfather passed and James needed pussy. Cass never said anything to anyone about how rough he was, and how he did things that she told him no to, how he bruised her. That’s stuff she would bury and take to her grave.

Gracie fell asleep with a smile, not only did she have a boyfriend, help him with his car and drive it but it was race day. She got up, got ready , getting into her tight fitting jeans, tossing on a belly shirt, that showed her flat stomach, and a set of boots that mad her ass move just right when she walked. Her breasts bounced freely under the cropped tank top, as she quickly went down the steps and out the door to Cass’s. They got in the car, and swung by to pick up James and headed to the track to meet the drivers in today’s race.

Gracie looked to him in the backseat of the car and said, “My pick today is Bobby Young, he’s going to cross the checkered first.” All James did was laugh out, and then snarl as he wasn’t pleased with her clothing, his girlfriend was dressed like a track whore. Gracie never noticed his tone nor the grumble, she was to excited about meeting her drivers. He would handle it as soon as he had her alone, and explain what he wanted, what he expected of her and from her. Gracie waited for him to pick and tell her his driver of choice as she turned around and watched the tall chain link fence around the track parking lot come into view.

 

[RockYourWorld]

When James Riley looked around his home town, he saw the dark. Yes, the town was well lit, and the local track on Saturday night was maybe the brightest place in the whole county. But he saw it, he saw the dark, hanging just outside of the reach of the artificial light. The dark hung over this town like trap over a squirrel, just waiting to win out, which eventually it did. Every time.

The more he looked around the town, at the light, and the dark, the people, the buildings, and watched what the people did, the more he knew that there had to be something better for him. Like many young men, he had the world by the tail in High School. Wresting was his specialty, and he was good at it. But upon graduation, James soon discovered that success in wrestling combined with a 2.1 grade point average and no marketable job skills made for a shortage of opportunity.

He had always been able to hold down a job, and had moved from employer to employer six times in the four years since leaving high school. He was scratching out a living, but every night, when he went home to the same house he grew up in, seeing his parents and the look of uncertainty they gave him, and he moved on to his same old bedroom, he again wondered when something – anything- would happen for him.

Frustration and apathy became common occupiers in his head. He had dated Linda for a year, and had hoped that a relationship with her would give him some fulfillment. But soon, it became apparent that she only wanted what he could buy her, and was interested in little else he had to offer. James began to feel as though it was because, when it was said and done, he had nothing to offer, to Linda or anyone.

He could look to so little for contentment. His two best friends, Grace and Cass, and his mustang. Grace was a girl, and she was a friend, but she wasn’t his girlfriend. Sometimes it just caused more confusion for him. His shy attempts to convince her to intensify their relationship always seemed to go nowhere, like everything else James ventured into. She was never mean or dismissive about it, but nonetheless, frustration was the result.

Yet another pointless weekend was coming upon them. Once again, they were going to watch the races. It was getting to the point that he didn’t like going, didn’t want to see people cheering the drivers, seeing people happy and enjoying their lives. He couldn’t go on like this, and he knew no one but himself was going to get him out of this hole. He knew he was going to have to start making things happen, and he planned on starting with Grace.

He pitched his proposition to her, and somewhat to his surprise, she accepted his challenge. Maybe this new approach would pay off for James after all. If it all worked out, he would be on his way….on to a better life, maybe even out of this town, away from the lingering darkness. One he gained control, it would be known around town every where that Grace was his girl. And maybe he’s have a talk with her about the way she dressed.

 

[Liquid_Gold]

Grace felt her heat beat a mile a minute or perhaps about as fast as one of the race cars would go along the straight stretch before making a left turn on the third corner as they were guided by a tall handsome young male to their parking spot. Once parked they all got out, stood looking around as eighteen wheelers were pulling in one after another with famous names upon them and pictures of the race cars as well on the sides. Grace was the most excited out of the three; she was in awe as the rigs came in like soldiers in a row.

Grace walked with the other two as she stumbled over a cement curb piece as she watched the travel homes fall in line next. Cass caught her just in time, before she made a fool of herself before others. James shook his head, and told her she better stop being star struck before she makes an ass out of him, as she wasn’t worried about anything else but that. Cass shook her head as well, she had wished she hadn’t suggested they be a couple, she was only kidding as she didn’t think that Gracie would actually agree with it. Gracie had no idea what was with James, and Cass knew better not to say a word. It wasn’t that she hated him; she just didn’t like his temper at times or his outlook on certain things.

They cleared the gate after handing in their tickets and each got a hand stamp as well as a bracelet placed around their wrists. Gracie looked at Cass and James, as her brow went up and then turned to the guy behind the booth, “Excuse me, our tickets are pit passes, don’t we need something to get into the pits?” Gracie stood there and waited for an answer as the guy sighed loudly and handed her three tags, one for each one to place around their necks. The guy figured he’d try and snag a few extra pit passes to make some money on the side, but Gracie placed a snag with their three, she had a mission and she was on it. The tickets were not cheap, and she had been waiting this day for almost a full year as they got them in advance.

They watched as the trucks and trailers followed by driver campers began to park in the infield. They walked around the stands buying trinkets and baubles to remember this day. Gracie offered to run the things they bought back to the car, and would meet them back there by the F section grandstand James and Cass nodded and continued to stroll around, there were BBQ Pits, people in groups cooking out and drinking beer as well as whiskey. There were guys half dressed everywhere as well as females who didn’t mind exposing a bit of flesh as well. James caught bare tits everywhere he turned from some hanging out to others that were barely covered, in fact there were a few that didn’t mind exposing themselves as others walked by. James, Cass was sure was loving this as she shook her head and walked on leaving him back to ogle the bare breasts of the females flashing him.

In the mean time while Gracie was out at the car, she turned around and watched two men walking between the back end of Cass’s car and the next row. They were talking about motors as far as she could overhear the bits and pieces of their conversation. He taller man looked familiar but Gracie couldn’t place him right away until they both turned and looked to her, and then it dawned on why he had a face that she’d know. It was Bobby Young, her first choice as a driver in all of racing, her heart about thumped from her chest as she smiled to her and continued to stroll on and towards the infield where the drivers go to do fan pictures and autographs.

Gracie turned and headed back to the gates where she came out from, and as she walked in she felt another bump into her and knock her on her ass. As Gracie fell back her shirt went up, and she flashed a group of on lookers as her bared breasts hung out for a brief moment. Quickly a man added her and offered a hand to help her up, she dropped her head hoping the visor of her Bobby Young baseball cap covered her face enough to hide the embarrassment she was feeling at that time.

As she got to her feet she looked around from under the brim of the cap and left her eyes rise up the man’s chest till she met his eyes. It was there when Gracie about feel flat on her ass once again as her hero was standing there holding her hand within his own. She felt her cheeks flush as that was her most embarrassing moment ever; she dropped her eyes as she couldn’t look him in the face knowing her saw her bare breasts. He looked down to her as she stood there feeling like that little girl that was stumbling over her two feet. “Well didn’t I just see you a few moments ago? By the way, nice hat,” he said to her with a smile.

Gracie lifted her eyes and met his own, she looked within them and felt yet like fainting right there, Bobby Young talking to her still holding her hand. “Thank you Mr. Young, I feel like such a fool, and all these people standing here…Talk about an awkward moment. Oh! Yes, I might be your biggest fan, well least I hope I am,” she said in one breath. “I have followed your career since I was a little girl, trust me there isn’t anything I don’t know about you, least from what I’ve read and hear you say in interviews…”

He laughed as she continued to talk, what Gracie didn’t realize was that James had seen the whole thing. Bobby Young leaned in and whispered to Gracie’s ear as she raised a brow and then smiled. She explained she was with two others and would be awesome to meet him and speak with him more back in the pit area, as he’d noticed she would be there anyways.

He placed a kiss to her cheek as the camera flashes went crazy and blinded Gracie as he pulled his hand away and stepped back and then disappeared into the crowd. Now, that was a moment she’d never forget, she couldn’t wait to tell anyone that would listen to her. She rushed through the crowd and went to where she was to meet James and Cass, finding Cass waiting s she told her what happened, minus the flashing part. Now, the two of them waited for James, and if he wasn’t there in fifteen minutes Gracie was going with Cass to Bobby young’s trailer, with or without James, this was one chance encounter that she wasn’t going to blow.

 

[RockYourWorld]

In James’ mind, he wondered how Gracie could be so brazen, so disrespectful to him. He watched as it all transpired…the way she spotted Bobby Young, the way she seemed to throw herself at him, even to the point of causing her boobs to come out of her shirt. She planned this all along, he said to himself. What, did she just forget to wear a bra? If he had any doubt about that idea, those doubts were erased when James watched his girlfriend get kissed by Bobby Young, in front of just about everyone in town, as well as what seemed like every tabloid and racing press photographer in the country. James clenched his fists, fighting to hold back his anger, hoping the smoke coming out of his ears wasn’t visible.

From his standpoint, he could see Gracie talking to him, a smile beaming from her face as if talking to Bobby were a dream come true for her. When Bobby leaned in and whispered to Gracie, James had had about enough and began to move forward to grab her and to stop her from making a damn fool of herself. But the crowd had spotted Bobby Young and crushed past James, nudging him and jostling him out of the way like a discarded paper cup tossed about the highway by a passing big rig. James lifted his arms above his head and struggled to get to Gracie, but the tide of the crowd just pushed him aside.

James lost sight of her and his anger grew when he began to think that he might go the rest of the night without seeing her at all if Bobby kept trying to get his hooks in him. He soon after regained sight of her, but soon wished he hadn’t when he saw Bobby kissing Gracie. If he were standing near a wall, he would have put his fist through it.

“Hey! GRACIE!!! WHAT THE FUCK??!!” James hollered his loud and obvious disapproval, but the noise of the crowd and the cars and PA system just drowned him out. Gracie couldn’t hear him, and if anyone could, they didn’t pay any attention to him. As far as anyone was concerned, he was just a lunatic screaming to no one in particular. James looked around at the people of this pathetic hometown, some of whom where looking at him strangely, others just brushed by him. He again looked up at the sky, above the lights, and saw the darkness, creeping in on him, threatening to cover his life like a shroud.

Enough of this bullshit, James thought, and he pushed his way through the crowd. By that time, Gracie was finished flirting with Bobby and was walking back towards the place where they would watch the race. The crowd seemed to be taking their cue from her and seemed to be following along, which made it difficult for him to catch up to her. He could see everyone pointing at her, she’s the one, they were all saying, that’s the girl that Bobby Young kissed. A few young men chuckled, with one commenting that Bobby kissed her only after she flashed her. James’ anger nearly blew through the top of his head.

“Hey pal! That’s my GIRLFRIEND you’re talking about! Shut your fucking mouth!” James’ rant caused a few turned heads from the young men and the rest of the crowd, but it was if he wasn’t really there. As the crowd filed along, separating as they chose their way to their respective seating areas, James finally caught up with Gracie. As he walked up behind her, he could hear her talking to Cass, talking about her encounter with Bobby. She was talking a mile a minute, no doubt telling Cass how everything went according to her very detailed plan, how she got her hooks in Bobby Young, flirted with him, got him to kiss her, right in front of everyone in town and all the photographers. James grabbed her from behind, causing such a shock to her that she screamed out and dropped a drink she had bought.

“What the hell was that?” James demanded to know, his nose inches from Gracie’s face. “Are you trying to embarrass me in front of this whole fucking town? Why the hell don’t you just walk naked up to Bobby Young, for christs sakes.” Gracie acted like she didn’t know what he was talking about of course, and said something about going to Bobby’s trailer.

“Oh, I bet he wants you in his trailer, all right! But he’s gonna be real surprised when you show up with your boyfriend!” Gracie just got mad and told Cass to follow her as they made their way to the trailer. James had none of it and immediately moved along with them, grabbing Gracie’s arm and acting as if he were leading her. Gracie seemed to know where to go, and James didn’t give that too much thought, feeling as though his anger had just about hit its limit anyway. The security people had a look about them that said they were used to young pretty girls coming up to Bobby’s trailer, and looked at Gracie and Cass as just two more. But word had reached the people inside the trailer of Gracie’s status, what with the photo-op she had provided for Bobby. Soon enough, the three young friends were escorted inside.

Gracie and Cass just about embarrassed James to death. They acted like they had been invited into the chamber of a god, or something. It was no big deal. Furniture, lights, people….so what? There were a lot more people in here than Bobby would have guessed, not that Gracie or Cass would have noticed. They just stared at Bobby the whole time. James knew in his mind that he was too sophisticated to be in a place like this and not make the most of it. Yes, this was more like it, more what he had in mind for himself. He finally had the chance to rub elbows with some important people, make contacts, network. Yes, it wouldn’t be long before he was impressing people like this, and getting the hell out of this town. Gracie would then, finally, understand that he knew best, and she just needed to listen to him and do what he said.

Across the room, James saw a pretty blonde woman, the kind that model at car shows. She looked at him and smiled. James smiled back. Gracie had really embarrassed him when she pulled that stunt outside with Bobby, making James look like a fool from a distance. James would show that he was a bigger person and not show her up here. Nonetheless, James kept eye contact with the pretty blonde, who while smiling back, shifted her feet nervously.

 

[Liquid_Gold]

Gracie heard her name yelled as she turned around and then saw nothing but a crowd of people as she continued to Cass who was waiting for her, there they awaited James giving him about fifteen minutes then they were heading to the pits. Time had gone by, so she and Cass went on without him, knowing eventually they would all meet up if not on the infield they would meet at their seats.

Suddenly Gracie felt herself being grabbed from behind as she quickly turned to see a very angry James. She quickly stopped talking and looked to him, as she studied his face, seeing how pissed he was and what she didn’t understand was why he was so angry. He had interrupted her telling Cass how embarrassed she felt, how the flashes from the camera were blinding her, skipping the part where her shirt flew up and she exposed herself for a brief second. The scream caused others to look to the trio, and the soda fell to the ground as it splashed up on her as well as Cass’s pants. Before Gracie could say anything, James was in her face, his was red and he was yelling t the top of his lungs, creating even a bigger scene than what was already drawing a crowd.

‘What the hell was that? Are you trying to embarrass me in front of this whole fucking town? Why the hell don’t you just walk naked up to Bobby Young, for christs sakes.’ Gracie just looked to him, as did Cass wondering what the hell he was going off about. James continued to just rant and rave with his face in hers which Gracie didn’t like at all, she tried to block him out as she made an ass out of them, he was so worried she’d be the one to do it, that he was doing it for them. ‘Oh, I bet he wants you in his trailer, all right! But he’s gonna be real surprised when you show up with your boyfriend!’

Gracie couldn’t stand him yelling at her like that, as if she was a dog to be kicked around, so she turned, motioning Cass to follow along side her as they headed toward the trailer of Bob Young’s. Gracie knew she didn’t do anything wrong, and she knew James was out of line, and she knew that dating him, letting them become a couple was now a bad mistake. Gracie felt James grab a hold of her upper arm, as his fingers tightened around her thin arm, he stepped aside her as if he were leading the three of them along to their destination, when it was really Gracie that was doing it.

They reached the outskirts of the trailer where there were fans upon fans yelling his name out, wanting autographs, and more as the ladies were flashing hoping that he would peek out and get a look at their ‘assets’ and perhaps invite them in. Security nodded toward the trio, and the one reached toward the door and his fingers gripped the handle as his thumb pressed down on the release button and the door opened. There were fans trying to fight their way into the open door as security pulled them back or held them off as the trio entered the private trailer of Bobby Young words class racecar driver.

Once they were in the door quickly closed behind them with a slam as the girls screamed out Bobby name, chanting it as if he were God. Bobby’s travel home was huge on the inside, as what Gracie could see he had everything that a house could provide within it if not more. The travel home had a huge living room area, with wall to wall plush carpet, full length couch that was real white leather. It had high ceilings with rows and rows of lights, a huge TV, a stereo system that went from one end to no end throughout it, it had mirrors and it just amazed Gracie and Cass as they looked around. The livingroom area led into the dining area, which itself was huge, it was bigger than Gracie’s at home, she was in awe, start struck they call it as she stepped in more and then focused upon Bobby as she spoke up, when he entered the livingroom area.

They both starred at Bobby as he entered and took a seat in the middle of the couch, and told each of them to sit, that there was enough time before the autograph sessions that they could just chill out and such. Bobby motioned Cass to one side of him and Gracie to the other side and James across from them as they all took a seat. A beautiful long haired blonde entered the room, as they all looked up but Bobby, as she walked across the room and took a seat by James, offering him a few smiles and bats of her long dark thick curled lashes. The blonde wore a short mini shirt that barely covered her ass; she had tanned legs that went from the floor to heaven, as she crossed them, letting a stiletto heel dangle from her red painted toes.


She turned and leaned forth to James as the from of her low cut shirt hung a bit letting him see everything there was to see from her rounded big creamy breasts, to a nice view of her cleavage to her shapely erect nipples, “Hiya I’m Jennifer,” she said in a sexy voice drawing the attention away from the other three and giving James all hers. “Care for a look around, I can take you on a tour of the home, he doesn’t care.” She didn’t care that Bobby and the girls, especially Gracie were talking racing, cars and everything else between. Gracie was so intoned with Bobby, and the conversation nothing else around them mattered. Gracie never caught on that the blonde was hitting on James, but Cass did and chose to ignore it, it wasn’t any of her business.

Jennifer rose up and wrapped her hand about Jame’s and led him off through the dinning room, and into the bedrooms showing him around. Then she took him into the bathroom where once in it she closed the door behind them and reached down and lifted her skirt, exposing her shaven snatch, she lifted it up around her waist, and then lifted her crop top and exposed her breasts to James, as she looked to him, and smiled, “You like? I really want to suck your cock, please? He doesn’t like it and tells me I can’t so, care if I suck yours instead?” Jennifer was your classic racing nymph; she’d blow and fuck anything with a dick between its legs. She gave James a look, her eyes big and bright as her body was almost fully exposed to him, she reached back and undid the shirt and left it drop, and stood there against the bathroom sink in nothing but her fuck me heels.

 

[RockYourWorld]

James looked left, then right, like a convict breaking out of prison, seeing if anyone was looking before he made his big break. He instantly felt stupid, realizing that he and Jennifer were completely alone in this small bathroom, and there could not be anyone looking. He probably didn’t realize it in his own head, but there was just as much chance that James was looking around to see if Jennifer was really talking to him. It had hardly been five minutes, and here he was in front of this smoking hot naked babe who was asking to suck his cock. He looked around again, shifting nervously, unaware of how he appeared to Jennifer, like some hayseed, totally lost in his own paralyzing fear of this completely foreign experience. Jennifer, for her part, was the type of person who would normally burst out laughing at the week spectacle James was, but she thought better of it. James was seconds from melting down into a useless puddle of mush, which would make sucking his cock impossible. That remained her only goal at the moment, so she stifled her laughter.

“It’s ok” she said. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to.” She looked at him, turning her head sideways a bit, giving him a glance that if he had been looking at her, and not looking up at the ceiling, then past her, then to the floor, then to the ceiling again, he would have picked up on the fact that she really didn’t mean what she said. She began to kneel down, and as she did, she place her hands flat on his chest, and allowed them to slowly and seductively slide down over his body, over his stomach, down to the button at the front of his jeans. Finally, James’ focused on her, what she was doing, where her hands were, and what she was going to do. Suddenly, James felt like a total idiot. If the room had been inhabited by 100 people, he would have been the 100th to come to this conclusion, but as it was just he and Jennifer, his nervous shifting and shaking would go unnoticed for the most part. Because of his sudden realization, James felt he could instantly remedy his image by saying something – anything – a decision he perhaps should have given more thought to.

“Yeah baby, do it!” he blurted, loudly, the sound bouncing off the tile walls. “I bet you suck cock at every track across the country!”

In James’ mind, this is what a man said when finding himself in such a position. Of course, he had no clue what to say, because he no more knew what to do here, than he knew how to fly a helicopter. Saying nothing would have been a better option, but he had just sacrificed that choice, and the resulting embarrassment only increased his nervousness and overall discomfort. Jennifer defused the situation, if only because she still was primarily focused on his cock, and not his bumbling personality. Her fingers worked the button of his jeans, then moved to the zipper, which she undid slowly, her face just inches from the prize inside.

“I don’t know about that baby,” she said, working her hands inside the jeans and finding his cock, already hard and popping out erect. “All I’m thinking about is sucking yours, right here, right now.” As she spoke, she used both hands to slide up and down his hardening and lengthening shaft, taking a second to look up at his face, and taking joy in his look of complete bewilderment. Holy shit, she thought to herself. Hasn’t this guy ever had a blowjob before? She shifted herself on her knees, propping herself straighter, and opened her mouth. The sound of his gasping moans startled her at first, but not enough to stop her task. James watched as his hardness slowly and steadily disappeared into her mouth. If he thought at all about Gracie, the thoughts were like all others at this time…quick to come to mind, and just as quick to move on to something else, with little or no organization to it all.

James looked at Jennifer as she knelt before him, moaning her muffled noises as she eagerly increased her pace on his cock. Like a child tentative to touch a new pet, James reached and put his hand on her head, touching her hair, not sure of what else to do. As he looked at her, naked, except for the high heels, he was reminded of the adult videos he had watched with friends. He had always been curious as to why the women in those videos got completely naked, but kept their high heels on. Here he was, living out one of these videos. Yeah, he thought, this is all right! He watched Jennifer closely, his arousal building as he began to feel an increase in his confidence. Just a relatively short time ago, James had decided that his life was going nowhere, spinning in circles, as he was trapped in this little town. He knew it had to change if he was going to break out of this place, and he had to do it himself. He was taking control of his destiny!

Soon after deciding to change the course of his life, he was in Bobby Young’s trailer, getting a blow job from a hot nympho groupie. Definitely a sign that he was on the right track. What more evidence was necessary that James was a mover and shaker? Obviously, Jennifer had seen something in him when she first saw him walk in. She had to have him, because James was someone worth having. James was convinced that Jennifer sensed the strength of his personality, his charisma. Something like this had never happened to him before, so there could be no doubt that it was brought about by his new view of life.

Jennifer, it turned out, was his reward, one of many to come, he was sure of that. It was time to reap the benefits of his new power. He looked down at Jennifer, putting both hands on her head this time. “You like that big cock in your mouth, baby? Here, let me give you alllllllll that you want!” He began to thrust into her mouth, causing her head to bob back and forth, which she did, although somewhat involuntarily. James was taking control, and he thought that his life was taking off on its new direction. He was right, but what he didn’t realize was that the direction was being decided by Grace, as she sat on the couch with Bobby Young, just on the other side of the bathroom door.

 

[Liquid_Gold]

Jennifer loved the feel of a cock in her mouth; she loved the feel of it as it grew harder from her doing that was power in itself to her. She looked up as she bobbed her head back and forth, letting her mouth do all the work as she left him fuck her mouth and next her throat, if he had never had a really good blow job , he was about to find out why most men loved to have a female deep throat them. She got herself positioned as she kneel before him, lowering herself so that when the time was right she would show him how it felt to be a man and what he was missing from a good little slut like her.

She watched his face, she felt his hands move to her head, his fingers gripping it tightly as he overlapped his bottom lip with his teeth and looked down watching her head go from side to side, watching how she just fully engulfed his cock, feeling the head along the ribbed roof of her mouth as she blew him right there in the mobile homes bathroom while his girlfriend, a friend and her own boyfriend were in ear shot away of hearing them. That added the excitement that was happening in the bathroom, Bobby Young’s little nympho bitch was sucking his cock, in his own trailer while he’s in the other room. That to James was power that to James was what he liked the most. The next time she would suck dick, she would be sucking it after she swallowed his load of hot milky white cum.

Jennifer got herself as she wanted, lowering her body down and pivoting her head and she reached up and took his hand from the side of her head and placed it along her throat and she then began the motion of stroking her throat with it as she began to swallow, as she did his head down her tight airway, easing it down into the depths of her throat as he nose nestled within his pubic hairs, as she was letting him block her airway, as he now was fucking her throat, not just her mouth but her face, throat, as she tightened around his cock and swallowed allowing him to feel how good her throat muscles felt as they were wrapped around his big fat stiff prick.

In the meantime in the living room area, the girls sat there with Bobby Young talking racing, Bobby was impressed at the knowledge that Gracie had about cars, and she seemed to know more than most females twice her age. Cass chimed in letting him know how she could handle the car on the back roads, even if it meant nothing, but who knows perhaps it would account for something. Cass did all she could to help Bobby realize that Gracie could be a really good female driver if trained and given the chance to show what she was made out of.

Bobby took an interest in the young beautiful girl, he knew that with her looks, brains and maybe if she drives as good as they are telling him her talent he could have himself a fine female driver. Bobby’s brow went up as the wheels were turning, she eyed Gracie up and smiled to himself, she was heaven to him, she was innocent and fresh, she was that all-American girl next door, and she was very marketable. He raised him hand to his face, rubbing his chin and gave it a little more thought. He knew she had the look, people would love her on and off the track, she could promote him as well, and it wasn’t that he needed the extra oomph, but it sure couldn’t hurt.

“Tell ya what Honey, I live in South Carolina and I think if you’re allowed, you are eighteen right?” Gracie nodded that she was as she listened to him begin to speak…this was it…this was going to either give her the gold ring or take every dream she ever had away. “Well, why don’t you come back with me after this weekend to my place and we shall see what you can do. If your any good and I think your worth the time and effort then we will work a deal out to get you in the front door of racing. Can you get away for about a week to see or will that be a problem?”

Gracie was speechless, she knew the answer but it wasn’t coming out of her mouth when she opened it up. She nodded her head like a bobble doll and almost fell into his lap as she gave him a hug. She released her arms from around his neck and looked to him with tears welling up in her eyes, “Mr. Young, I can leave whenever I want to, I have nothing her but my family and Cass.” Gracie forgot all about James at that second, she was on her way, this was her golden ring and she was grabbing it no matter what. She looked to Cass and smiled as Cass dropped her head and sniffled. “Mr. Young is there any way, I mean I hate to impose but, well can my best friend in the whole wide world come along too?”

Bobby laughed out, “Please Gracie, call me Bobby, and yes she can join you, I understand the need of having at least one friend with you. You seem the type to stick close to home, and never venture much away from there...am I right?”

“Yes Sir, I have never been out of this state well except to a race with my Daddy and brothers, and that was rare. I promise you we won’t be any trouble; I’ll do whatever it you ask of me...I-I...”

Bobby laughed and placed his hand to her face, his finger to her lips to shush her as she looked at her. “Gracie I know, I feel that you are a determined young lady, I feel you are what racing needs. Racing needs a change. It needs new blood, young blood in fact and I think you are it. You will give all those others females hope for their dreams as well and that’s important.”

Jennifer was swallowing his cock like she was a paid professional with a lot of experience; as she guided him along her throat with his hand helping to massage it while she allowed him to throat fuck her with his meat pole. She was one horny bitch, she loved sex and Bobby was more a sugar daddy than anything, so a young stud like James was what she needed around. She reached up with her free hand and cupped his heavy balls wondering when was the last time he emptied his balls into anything other than a tissue. She rolled them around her hand, jutting the twin balls within about its fleshy home as she felt the flared head way down in the bottom of her throat as she then felt his cock begin to throb as her tongue teased the shaft.

 

[RockYourWorld]

He wanted to smile, and more really. James wanted to jump and scream out that LIFE WAS GOOD! This fabulous bitch was sucking his dick like he was the king of the world. They were in Bobby Young’s trailer, but was she sucking Bobby Young’s cock? NO. She was sucking JAMES’s cock! Ha! Take THAT Bobby Young!

As Jennifer began he final moves that would lead to his dick exploding in her mouth, James felt more than lust surging through him. He felt power, an incredible energy and confidence that was foreign to him, and he loved it. I can get used to this, he thought as he took in a deep breath. I’ve got control of things now, I have Grace, I have influence. I’m making things happen, I’m a mover and a shaker! His grip on her head steadied and hardened as he felt his senses culminate in a sudden and complete orgasm, one that he announced with a full throated scream of the highest order. Yes, people could hear him, he knew that well enough. But what were they going to do about it? This was how HE wanted it and anyone that had a problem with it could bring it to him.

Jennifer was someone that understood him, he could tell. The smile she shot his way as his softening dick slipped between her lips was a clear sign that she saw his potential power. At least that’s how James saw it anyway. If things started to play out the way he was beginning to envision, maybe there was a place for Jennifer in his world. Sure, he had Grace to think of, and all outward appearances would have Grace at his side, supporting her man like a good little woman should as he took on the world, dodging arrows and going about the building of an empire. But all powerful men like him, well, they needed diversions, and Jennifer would gladly play that part for him, of that he was sure. He even thought that there would need to be very little said about it. There would just be an understanding. Jennifer would leave Bobby Young and stay here in town with James. Surely she saw that was how it was supposed to be. After all, she had just given him a blow job, right?

Jennifer spoke quickly about how much she enjoyed the interaction, dressing as she spoke, and even through in a passing comment about how much better it would be the next time. James was about to agree, and speak of his ideas of what she could do after she moved into town, but Jennifer opened the bathroom door before he could say anything further. The assorted people in the room –Grace, Bobby, Cass, and assorted others – all stopped what they were doing and stared, if only for a second. Some were embarrassed by what they had heard transpiring, but were able to politely act as if it hadn’t happened.

Grace shot a look at James, blushing a bit, fully aware of what James and Jennifer had been up to. James would talk to her later, explain to her that men like him sometimes had to take care of business, and it was nothing for her to be concerned about, and that being his girlfriend, his woman, was all she needed to be concerned about. In the twisted logic of James’ brain, this seemed to make perfect sense, and he carried himself around the room oblivious to how he was being viewed, that is if anyone had actually taken the time to notice him beyond his orgasmic screams.

As he established his presence in the living room, he became aware of Grace’s proximity to Bobby on the couch, and Bobby’s overfamiliarity with Grace, demonstrated by his arm around the back of the couch where she sat. What enraged him even more was how Grace was obviously not paying attention to how close Bobby was to her. He just stared at her. Again, she was embarrassing him. How could she NOT NOTICE Bobby’s arm reaching toward her like that? He would definitely have to sit her down later and explain how she needed to be more conscious of the attention she was gathering.

“What the hell’s going on here, you moving in or something?” James said with a purposeful sarcastic tone. The remark was aimed at Grace, and he intended for her to get message, but the warning flair was there for Bobby to see, as well. James hoped that things didn’t have to get physical here, he would hate to put the “great Bobby Young” in his place, but James, as a man of building power, had turf to protect. He looked at Grace, dressed as she was. No fucking wonder, he said, as he stood in front of them, shaking his head. Dressed like that, no wonder guys get the wrong idea. James made a mental note to tell Grace to go clothes shopping, and to show him what she was buying before she did.

 

[Liquid_Gold]

Gracie was ecstatic, finally there was going to be somebody that would actually give her a real life chance to drive, to let her behind the wheel and show what she can do. They all looked up as James and Jennifer entered the room, Bobby and Cass knew exactly what was going on, and what happened as his expressions showed it as he looked to both and then turned his attentions back to Gracie and continued to speak to her. Out of the corner of his eye he could see James, and knew that James was trying to be big shit as she spoke, Bobby just blew him off, he was a mere punk ass teenage as far as Bobby was concerned. He didn’t care if Jennifer was fucking the kid hell that would keep him out of his hair as he got to know Gracie better.

Cass shook her head in disgust as she heard everything that happened and again he proved what kind of guy he was to her, thing was she already knew it. To famous men like Bobby Young women were a dime a dozen, track whores were always waiting, hanging around the track waiting for somebody famous or near famous to give them a look and then a fuck or two, or just even a blow job, they were egger to meet the famous drivers, a pit crew man was close enough, as long as he offered promises to meet the driver it was all good. Cass was just glad she was able to go along, she had been there from the time Gracie was driving the back roads without a license till the time she got it, and then some.

Bobby, Gracie and Cass all looked at James when he spoke up and asked about her moving. They had no clue as to what he was talking about. Bobby knew it was time to see to it the punk ass kid gets preoccupied soon. He knew that was one kid that he didn’t need shit from, nor was he going to take any. Bobby spoke up in a deep tone of voice as he looked to Jennifer, “Jennifer please go tell the crew that I will be there to start autographs in approximately fifteen minutes.”

The blonde nodded and got up and did as told, Bobby knew he would use her for a bit then out she went, she wasn’t sharing his bed no more after that, he didn’t need a whore to be screwing anything in pants while be busted his ass and got talked about behind his back for her ass fucking everything that walked, he knew it had been time, but now just for the sake of this dickhead incase he was planning on tagging along, he would keep her around. Bobby directed himself to James and sucked in a breath as he allowed his arm to stay behind Gracie and then, he shifted and placed his other behind Cass, “It seems this here pretty lady wants to try racing, and I’m going to give her a chance to show me what she’s got for a week. Her and her friend here, correct me if I’m wrong…” Bobby turns to look to Cass, “Cass are going to join me at my place to train a bit and see if the lady has what it takes to least enter the first level of professional racing. It’s going to be a really good opportunity for her, and a chance not many would pass up.”

Gracie quickly chimed in, “Oh No Mr. Young, I’m sure not going to pass this up that’s for sure, it’s…it’s a chance of a lifetime!” She said all excited, and continued on, “Anyone would be nuts to pass it up.”

Jennifer returned back to the trailer, she opened up the door and hollered in, “Bobby they want all drivers to their places in the pits in five minutes. Most of the drivers are already there and they want to open the gates to let the fans in.”

Bobby sighed softly as he pulled his arms from the back of the couch and stood up fixing his clothing making sure his shirt is tucked in, and his nice big ol’ southern belt buckle was shiny and showing as she smiled to the girls. “You can come along if you like, it might be you one day sitting there being rushed by the fans Gracie, come get a taste of the spotlight with me.” He gave her a wink, and walked right on past James as the door opened right as he got to it, the guard smiling as they girls followed Bobby out the door of the mobile home and walked aside him to the place in the pits where they were all gathered around at folding tables to get ready to sign autographs.

Bobby pulled out two chairs and escorted the girls to them, then he looked at the blonde and she knew where she was to be, she moved and stood by the chain that was across their part and dropped it letting people in as they stormed the table. Flash bulbs began to sound off, the brightness from the flashes hurt Gracie’s eyes as well as Cass’s, and Cass turned and gave James a little snicker as he was standing behind them and to the side. People were shouting to Bobby about the girls, wanting to know who they were, his daughter, his lovers, they all wanted answers.

Bobby let out a laugh as she put the pen down, placed his hand to his chin and began to rub it as they waited for him to speak. He stood up and took Gracie’s hand within his own and smiled as he looked to her and then the crowd that was gather and waiting with anticipation. “Everyone, this is Gracie and if I’m lucky enough she will be the next female driver in racing!” The crowd went nuts as not only did the fans began to scream, take picture after picture and yell out questions but the news crew did as well as they rushed the table for the story.

Gracie turned bright red as she stood there aside the great Bobby young, his hand holding hers as she felt nervous as everyone was giving them all their attention. Even some of the other drivers came to greet her and said that it would be nice to meet up with them later to talk. Bobby leaned to her and whispered quickly to her ear, “Get use to this pretty lady, I think you got what it takes and it’s a feeling within me that never steered me wrong.” He then took his seat and announced that he will make it fully public knowledge as soon as his PR team could get it all together.

 

[RockYourWorld]

All of this had come together so fast, James’ head was spinning. The cameras, the crowd, the way they had all been rushed down to the tables. He struggled to keep up with Gracie, Cass and Bobby as he elbowed his way through the crowd of fans, media, and even some of Bobby’s crew and employees. Those people, especially, seemed to not be getting it. James had been in the trailer, after all. He wasn’t some no body to be pushed out of the way, like some hanger-on, or some groupie. Whatever was happening, and the speed in which things were happening made that a tough call, he needed to get a better grip.

Bobby Young was acting like this was his show. Sure the people were there to see him, but the way he was pulling Gracie along was beginning to anger James. Bobby obviously had no understanding of James’ relationship with Gracie, and if he did understand it, he was disregarding it completely. Again, James was angered about how Gracie seemed to be slow to point this out as well, much as she had done when she met Bobby, and had failed to even acknowledge James.

That feeling was coming over him again, maybe because they were outside again, and darkness of the night sky was coming down on him, suffocating him, closing in on him. Just a short while ago, he felt on top of the world. His cock was in Jennifer’s throat, and he had the world by the neck. His confidence had never been higher. Now, what had it been, twenty minutes? And that confidence and control had been lost. How had that happened?

It couldn’t have been anything James had done. He looked out over the crowd as they almost seemed to want to explode towards Bobby, with Gracie sitting there like some school girl with a crush on the football captain. James shook his head in amazement. As Bobby stood up and made his grand announcement, James knew it was all way too premature to be doing this at this time. Bobby might be a good driver, maybe even a great one, but he was lacking in business sense. James came to this conclusion because he had made this announcement about Gracie’s future without even discussing it with James.

Gracie hadn’t talked about any of this with James, either. But James was getting used to her disregard for his role in her life. It was just something he was going to have to deal with, and learn to work around as he continued to piece together his future success. James hadn’t decided yet if he wanted his girlfriend to be a race car driver. She obviously had her idea, and had used her feminine ways to convince Bobby it was a good idea. But without James saying so, it just wasn’t going to happen. Bobby made his comment about his PR team getting it all together, and James took that as his opportunity to step up to the plate.

“That’s a good idea,” he said in Bobby’s direction. “And while you’re at it, maybe you could include Gracie’s team on the plans, too. Unless you think you’re gonna just take over everything and run Gracie’s life. If this is gonna happen, you need to talk to ME. She’s my girlfriend, pal. Don’t think you call the shots here!”

Bobby’s reaction was predictable to everyone but James. Bobby laughed politely, and made a gesture towards James as he looked at the gathered news media.

“Her first obsessive fan. Didn’t take long, did it?” The crowd of reporters laughed, but none of them looked at James or pointed a camera at him. Feeling two feet tall, James let his emotions dictate his next move, and he attempted to lunge at Bobby, but he was stopped just as he started by two of the biggest most solid men he had ever seen. Bobby’s security men were on James before he could hardly move. They made it clear that James was getting nowhere near Bobby, or Gracie for that matter.

“You gonna behave? Bobby invited the girl to hang around.” The body guard looked coldly into James’ eyes. “You can be UNinvited real quick!”

James just looked back at them, resigned to the fact that there was nothing physical he could do.

“Whatever,” James muttered. “One day, when you’re working for me, we’ll straighten this all out.”

One of the body guards leaned in close to James, menacingly. “Shut your mouth, you little PRICK” was all he said. And that’s exactly what James did, as he watched the crowd worshipping the next female racing star.

 

[Liquid_Gold]

Gracie heard James yelling, as she turned and watched the two burly body guards pull him back and Bobby laugh it all off. She didn’t quite hear what James yelled as everyone else around them was yelling as well. She caught what Bobby said to the crowd of reporters and his fans, and it never dawned on her that it was James he was talking about, as there were other’s yelling her name out and asking her for her autograph and a picture with her and Bobby together as well as her alone. Bobby leaned over and whispered into Gracie’s ear about not saying anything about her private life just yet, and to just smile and let the crowd as well as the camera snap away.

Cass was as lost as Gracie but she heard everything that James said, and she heard exactly what Bobby’s body guards told him, she snickered to herself as he was out in his place. She sat there and smiled, she was proud of her best friend, and Cass knew Gracie had what it took to be a driver on the racing circuit. Cass wondered what Gracie’s family would say, she knew she was eighteen and able to make her own decisions, but it would be only right for Gracie to discuss this all with her parents. She thought about that and then sighed, she knew that grace’s family would frown upon her going, for the fact that she got the break none of them ever have. Jealousy can be an evil thing, she hoped that all of this didn’t go to Gracie’s head, then again, she expected a little to, but knew deep inside Gracie would always be Gracie then one she knew and loved.

Jennifer walked back to James, she placed her arm in his as the guards kept an eye on him, she turned him and whispered for them to take a walk, and she wanted to speak with him…alone. Jennifer led him between two mobile homes of other drivers and back along the dirt path towards Bobby’s trailer once more. “Listen James, let her go or now. Let her be your meal ticket like Bobby is mine, least till another comes along that I can hook up with. Hell you would be fucking stupid to jeopardize this for her, you can be sitting pretty in a year if you let things just take their course. If you get all hotheaded and shit you’re going to blow it for yourself. Why not just sit back and relax, enjoy the fast ride, enjoy all the benefits and especially enjoy me sucking your cock now and then and maybe even more. Understand?”

She stopped outside the travel trailer of Bobby’s and looked to him and gave him a coy smile. “They’re going to be away for a few hours so why don’t you and I enjoy this time and make really good use of it? I mean I know you could use a bit more of what you got earlier and maybe even fuck me hard, I know I could use a really good fucking about now.” She reached out and swung open the door and raised a brow to him, “Well what’s your answer James, want to fuck me hard?” She took his hand and slipped it under her mini shirt letting him feel she had nothing under it but a trimmed bush of blonde hair and a seeping wet cunt. She pressed against his fingers and felt one slip between her twin petals. “M-m-m-mm...Feel how wet you make me stud?”

In the meantime, Bobby was ripping out autographs left and right as his line formed, he was signing everything from clothing to posters, hats to women’s breasts. It became so that he almost knew what to expect at each race. The same old track groupies trying to get into his trailer, each time they would show up, they would be flashing their tits for him to sign. He didn’t care about their tits or anything else, after a while it got to the point he’d wish they would just find another driver to follow. It wasn’t that he was unappreciative of the fans, but he liked the kids, and they didn’t need to see the way the track whores acted. Sure he had Jennifer, hell that’s how he got her; she slipped into his trailer and never left. He came in and found her naked in his bed, and he had just won the race and it was the perfect way to celebrate it, even if it only happened three times the whole nine she’s been with him. Jennifer was wild, he wasn’t looking for that and he wasn’t looking for a gold digger either.

Gracie was having fun, she and Cass were laughing back and forth, they got up and strolled around to get drinks as well as autographs from other drivers and they welcomed her to the circuit as if she was already in the door. Maybe they could sense something about her Gracie thought as she giggled while walking with Cass. They were enjoying themselves for the first time, and it felt good. Gracie looked to Cass and then looked around. “Wonder what happened to James. I saw him a bit ago, he was behind us then I looked again and he was gone. Maybe he’s out meeting drivers or something and we’ll find him in this mess or he’ll be back there when we get back to Bobby’s table.”

Gracie was living part of her dream as they strolled from table to table getting to meet the drivers and their families. She and Cass were asked to join the drivers at the BBQ tonight. She didn’t know what to say, she had mentioned that she’d need to ask Bobby what the plans were for that evening if he had any for her, them. They laughed and said about him always attending and that they would see them there with him after the fans left and they got a bit of family and peace till practice the next day. The path was well on way, she was now feeling the butterflies within her stomach, Gracie knew this was the one time shot she had and if she failed she might as well never think about driving again.

They strolled back through the crowd and there was no James waiting for her, she sighed softly, and took her seat next to Bobby once again as Cass took the other side like they were his own little cheerleading two-some as he placed a kiss on both their cheeks and went back to signing his name. “So, ya’ll get to meet the other drivers and families? I figured you would make your rounds and do that, I knew I couldn’t be your only favorite driver now right?” He laughed and pushed the picture back and then signed the hat a small young boy placed on the table as Bobby smiled to him.

Bobby loved kids, but never had any of his own; he could never find a woman who could deal with the fame and the life of the road during the season, as well as any other time he’d need to travel. He still had hopes, he knew his time was running out, but for now that wasn’t as important as keeping his head on his shoulders. He knew Gracie was it, he had a hunch and he was always right about things when that one feeling was felt within, only this time it was stronger than ever. Not only was Gracie beautiful and young, as well as held that persona you could just fall in lover with but she made his cock feel alive as he could feel a tingle within his tight jeans whenever he thought about her, or when he hugged or kissed her. He knew it couldn’t be more than professional; it couldn’t go beyond that, which upset him slightly.

The track security guards began to motion people away from the tables, they had been signing for three and a half hours straight. The drivers were tired, they were hungry and restless. It was time to unwind and relax, as they had the big BBQ ritual at this track, and it was already started by the wives and girlfriends of the drivers, as well as the pit crews offering hands if they didn’t have a list to do. Bobby rose and turned as he offered each girl an arm, and felt both take the offering as they each slipped one of their arms within his and they went up to meet the other drivers that were gathering to talk a bit. He knew he’d better make the formal introductions now so maybe they wouldn’t feel as uncomfortable later when they were all gathered to eat.

Bobby walked then to the crowd and began the introductions as they eyed her up, the up and offered kisses to the cheeks as well as handshakes to offers to talk if she needed to. They spent a good hour there just gathered and talking, as the BBQ smell had begun to fill the air from all the huge grills in the center of the parking area were smoking away cooking big chunks of pork and beef, corn on the cob, potatoes and whatever else the driver’s girlfriends and wives made to eat.

Once they were done, Bobby escorted both ladies back to the trailer as they talked as they walked back about what she needs to say and what not to say during her very first interview. “I’ll arrange it for tomorrow right after practice, after they get all the driver interviews out of the way. So, you can return here tomorrow bright and early, well no, and change that about noonish right? Don’t need to wear nothing fancy just be yourself, that down home wholesome girl I like. Deal?” He released their arms from his as he gripped the trailer door handle and swung it open, allowing them to go first.

 

[RockYourWorld]

Jennifer seemed to have the run of the place, so if for no other reason than that, James let her lead him around like a puppy on a leash. All of this was coming at him so fast, it was as if he and Gracie had come to the track on this night as two people, and were going to leave as two completely different people. In one of his rare moments of complete honesty on the situation, James admitted that for Gracie, that was definitely the case. If Bobby was really going to do for her what he said, then Gracie was standing at the start of something very very big. James thought it through as Jennifer walked him through the spaces between the mobile homes. Jennifer had her way of doing her business. And it seemed to pay off for her in ways that she liked. Was that what James was destined to be? A MALE track whore? Is that all that anyone would ever think he was if Gracie did make it to the big time, with him riding along in her fire suit pocket?

He thought it over, and as Jennifer lead him to Bobby’s trailer, the wheels were turning in his head.

Hell you would be fucking stupid to jeopardize this for her, you can be sitting pretty in a year if you let things just take their course. If you get all hotheaded and shit you’re going to blow it for yourself.

“Don’t you worry, baby, I’m not ruining anything for myself. I may look like some stupid hick to a sophisticated woman like yourself” he paused to let the implied insult sink in….”but believe it or not, I have a plan for how I want things to work out, and things are right on schedule.”

He wasn’t completely lying, although it was pretty close. One day he was trapped in the waiting room at the dentist and the TV was on CNBC. It was the first time James had ever seen the channel, and had no idea what they were talking about when discussing the Dow Jones Industrial Average, the bond futures, or the trends in interest rates. But soon, a segment came on called “The Business Coach” where some know-it-all tried to dispense advice to up and coming business people. During the segment, he said to be prepared for opportunities anywhere, and be prepared for good advice from anyone.

At the time, James thought he might never see anything more boring on TV for the rest of his life. But now, he was living those words. Jennifer the track whore had just given him the best advice of his life. Don’ ruin this. Maybe James could hit it big without having to have Gracie help him along as she became a famous driver. But now, he didn’t have to do that. He was certain that with James calling the shots eventually, her career would REALLY take off. All that had to happen was for Gracie to get over her schoolgirl crush of Bobby and finally start listening to James.

Jennifer was as single minded as anyone James had ever met, and she demonstrated that by leading him back into the trailer where she had given him a rocking blow job. It was clear what she wanted from James, and Gracie was so preoccupied with what Bobby was dazzling her with that she wouldn’t notice. James figured that he would go with Jennifer, and follow the advice he heard on CNBC – be prepared for good advice from anyone. This time, she lead him into the bedroom, and he hoped that this was a good sign that more than oral sex was on the agenda. Closing the bedroom door behind them, Jennifer quickly undressed. She dropped the skirt she was barely wearing, showing James the wet cunt she had let him touch just a short time ago. James responded, pulling his shirt off and quickly getting naked with her.

“This is nice of you Jennifer,” he said as he lay on the bed with her, his hands moving around her tight, smooth skin. “I would think that a woman that can get with Bobby Young any time she wanted wouldn’t need to get with some kid like me, huh?” He looked at her to see if she took the bait.

She did, but not the way he had thought. James thought he could play mind games with Jennifer and pump her (so to speak) for information about Bobby. But he was in way over his head on that one. Jennifer just laughed, and dodged the question, politely telling him to keep his mind on the task at hand, which was fucking her silly. James acquiesced, and soon the room was filled with the sounds of two horny track whores fucking each other’s brains out.

This would not be enough for James in the long run. He needed to have more control of his life than this. But he gave Jennifer what she wanted, playing his time, looking for an in. Just as things were at their hottest, with Jennifer riding him, his hands squeezing her breasts as her pussy left a wet coating on his thrusting shaft, James heard the front door opening and Bobby coming in with Gracie and Cass. It would be a challenge, but he was going to try to make Jennifer think he was paying attention to her, while he strained to hear the conversation on the other side of the door.

 

[Liquid_Gold]

Gracie, Cass and Bobby were just about to enter the trailer as Jackson Sharp Bobby Crew chief came walking up and approached them. Bobby and he stood there talking for a few moments as Bobby raised his hand to his chin and rubbed across it, them explained to Gracie than he needed to go to the garage, they could either go or stay, but he needed to look over something dealing with the car before he went out on the track for practice tomorrow. Gracie jumped at the chance to go with, and where Gracie went Cass surely went along with.

In the meantime, James was feeling the slick wetness of Jennifer’s cunt wrap around his cock as she in turn felt his hands gripping her big breasts as her ass lifted and dropped upon his groin as she rode the new stallion that appeared to be her newest piece for as long as he hung around there. The wetness of her pussy sounded in the room, as silence fell upon them. She noticed James’s was elsewhere as she pulled up and rode the head of his cock, feel the bulbous head as it entered in and out of her slick dripping fuck hole. If he had thought he was making a statement by fucking the blonde bitch for all to know, he was wrong, there was nobody around to hear them as she dropped her hips and cried out feeling the fat head bottom out in her pussy depth.

The four walked to the garage area, the drivers were roaming around, talking among themselves as well as the crews, officials were everywhere looking over the specs of the cars, making sure all were on the up and up, while wives and girlfriends were making sure dinner was going as planned. The girls wandered about the garages, meeting drivers they hadn’t before as well as looking over cars, and talking to the crew chiefs and the rest of the crew members.

They all knew who Gracie was, she was the wallflower at one time, now popular girl at the track, and she knew within herself that she could do this; she knew she could prove herself to Bobby that she was worth his time, as well as his money. He knew she didn’t have much of that, hell she didn’t have anything to offer him but her talent and to him that seemed to be enough though it made her feel guilty. She thought she heard James’s voice and quickly turned around and seen it as just kids playing, perhaps she was missing him; perhaps she was just caught up in the moment and hearing things. She had no clue where he was, he seemed to disappear once Bobby made the announcement that he was going to give her a shot as a driver.

Bobby was putting faith into her, something that nobody has ever done before to Gracie, and she felt how good it made her feel inside. There was only one other that had anything like that for her and that was Cass, she was her best friend and believed in her and her talent. Her family and James thought it was pretty much a joke, they all laughed when she said about driving in the circuit. Now she had a shot, and she was feeling the butterflies in her stomach. Her Momma was the only one she was the least bit concerned about, she hated leaving her there with the boys and daddy but Gracie knew she had no choice.

Cass and Gracie walked among the drivers and headed back to Bobby’s garage where he was leaning over the hood of the car when they entered, both he and his crew chief were working on the engine, doing the last bit of finalization before the officials came along and checked their car off the list. Once that was done, nothing on the car could be adjusted or changed until practice and there was only limited amounts of things that could be done then anyways. Cass leaned close to Gracie and whispered softly to her ear, “Hmm...Nice asses wouldn’t you say girl?” Cass seemed to like the view before her, and Gracie had to admit both men for their ages were built nicely.

Gracie blushed and nodded in agreement to Cass after she finished looking both men over from the back. She leaned in and whispered back, with a soft schoolgirl-like giggle “Actually, I think Bobby is handsome, not that Jackson isn’t trust me both men should be married with families yanno? If I was just a few years older…” Cass turned and looked to her; it was the first time Gracie actually admitted to liking a man like that. Normally she wouldn’t even speak about a guy, in school they figured her for a bull dyke since she was into cars, and never dated much and when she did IF she did it seemed it was just a ‘friend’ like date to everyone. Cass had a twinkle in her eyes when she spoke of Jackson, and tried to peek about to see if he was spoken for.

Once they were done there, Bobby and Jackson each placed an arm around one of the girls and winked, “Chow time, I guess the other two wherever they are will catch up with us when their hungry. Jen knows the drill, each race is the same on Friday nights, so let’s go get some grub” Bobby knew exactly where they were, and he had hoped they were both enjoying it cause one day they will both be looking inside from the outside. Cass and Gracie both blushed as they were led off to the BBQ with the two men’s arm around each of them, they blended right in with the crowd that had gathered. Sitting there having a good time, talking, laughing and enjoying themselves, for they knew it was going to end soon, least for tonight, tomorrow was a new day and they were all guests of Bobby’s, so they had VIP treatment for the rest of the weekend.

 

[RockYourWorld]

Fucking Jennifer was great, and any other man would have absorbed the experience for every sweet moment it was worth. But James was quickly becoming someone else, a man who had other things on his mind than fucking a woman who wanted nothing more than to fuck him. He gave that a brief thought as he looked down, seeing her tight cunt lips stretched out over his thrusting dick, his shaft covered in her wet honey as he slid deeper and harder into her. He was moaning, talking, telling her how great it was, but he was just going through the motions, just enduring it. Sure, there were worse things to “endure” but James had to wonder where Grace and Bobby were. His plan had been to bring Jennifer in here, fuck her good and hard, and to listen to what they were saying in the next room when they returned to the mobile home.

But they never returned, and James was left to wonder where they were. He needed to find out, so he decided to finish with Jennifer. Thrusting harder and harder inside her, he allowed himself to quickly cross the line and exploded inside her, filling her pussy with his seed to match the one he had shot in her mouth. When he did bother to look at her, James could see Jennifer wasn’t particularly happy with the level of attention she was getting from him, but on his list of priorities, Jennifer’s wants and needs barely registered. James had convinced himself that he was on the verge of big things, and if he was, babes like Jennifer would be a dime a dozen. As he finished, he quickly rolled off the bed, all but abandoning her there.

“I need to get out of here and go see what Gracie is doing” he said, looking down at the floor, grabbing his clothes and throwing them on quickly. “I know she’s probably wondering where I got to. If I know her, she’s talking business without me, not taking into consideration what needs to be hammered out. I need to get to her before she gives everything away.” He finished dressing and scurried out of the room, not letting Jennifer get in a word, not that she had any for him. James knew that Jennifer was connected to Bobby and other important people around the track. He didn’t exactly want to make an enemy of her, but he also didn’t need to be known as her boy toy. That would get in the way of plans he had for himself and Gracie.

James went outside and asked the first person he saw if they noticed Bobby Young going anywhere. The guy must have been some kind of racing official, because he not only said Bobby was down at the garage, but he gave what sounded like a 10-point checklist of what Bobby was probably doing. James made his way down towards the garages and looked around. He met with resistance at one security check point, but as luck would have it, one of the bald security men that had told him to cool it earlier was nearby and waved him in, still giving him a dirty look nonetheless. James wandered around until he stumbled upon Booby’s team’s garage. The number of people amazed him, and as am on-the-verge business man, he saw great potential, each person walking around here, and the thousands that would pack the seats later during the weekend, all willing to hand over their money, hopefully to James.

But the number of people milling around made it tough for James to see Gracie or Bobby. He had to elbow his way through a thick crowd just to finally be able to see them from a distance. And when he did, all he did was stare. He first saw Gracie and Cass as they stood back a few feet from Bobby’s car. His eyes shifted over to Bobby and another man, older than Bobby, and from the looks of him, someone important. They were both leaning over the engine, their butts turned toward the girls. James looked at the girls, who looked at each other and giggled. He stood there, staring, his heart beating faster and faster as his anger built. This was what happened when James left Gracie alone? He turns his back for a short period of time, and she runs away from James and giggles at other men’s asses?

Was some of this Cass’s fault? James had to wonder if that girl was a bad influence on Gracie. Things were getting difficult enough, hard for James to control. He was being disrespected, and he couldn’t let that happen. Sucking in his breath, he walked towards Gracie. But just as he approached, Bobby and the older man backed away from his car and walked towards the two girls, putting their arms around them, talking to them, saying things that brought smiles to the girl’s faces. As James stood frozen in his tracks, he watched as the laughing foursome walked away, swallowed up by the crowd of fans and surrounded by bodyguards.

Once again, James was left standing alone, like a man at a bus stop in the rain – forgotten and pathetic. This was becoming too frequent – ignored, disrespected, cast aside. He needed a plan, a break, and as he walked along by himself for the next hour, half looking for Gracie, but fully not expecting to find her, he wondered if that break would ever come along. He stopped at a souvenir kiosk that was mildly busy, but was populated more with people working than anything else, as they were gearing up for the busy rush of the next couple of days. James stopped to look at the items for sale, all of them licensed Bobby Young items. He shook his head in amazement at the variety of things. Just as he was about to turn away, a woman from behind the counter called out to him.

“Hey you,” the attractive older woman said. “You from around here?”

James glanced around to make sure that she was talking to him, then looked back at her.

“Yeah,” he said, somewhat confused. “Why?”

With a wave of her hand, she brought him closer to the kiosk. When James approached, she offered her hand. “My name’s Shelly, Shelly Porter. I’m Bobby Young’s merchandising manager. I like to have the locals at each track help me out with selling things. If you want, you can make some money this weekend, walking around, selling t-shirts and pennants. I’ll pay you 6 dollars an hour plus a commission on your sales IF you sell everything I send out with you. What do you say?”

At first, James thought the offer was beneath him. Walking around like some common street vendor. But he let his immediate thoughts slip away, and took her offer for what it was…a break.

“If I sell everything, how much is the commission?” James asked. Shelly froze for a second and looked to James, having never heard that question before.

“We’ll negotiate that if you sell everything.”

James just smiled. What was the old joke, ‘I was born at night, but not last night.’

“I think we should talk about that before I do all the work for you,” he said. “Something like, oh I don’t know, 10 %.”

Shelly’s eyes went wide at the figure, and at the unexpected negotiation she suddenly found herself in. “Five,” she said seriously, but with a smile, as she was genuinely enjoying this young man’s attitude.

“Make it seven, and you can give me the merchandise and I’ll be on my way.” Shelly sized James up and continued her smile.

“You realize, the commission only kicks in if you sell everything.”

“I understand,” responded James. “Suppose I sell all of this inside of two hours? What kind of deal can I get then?”

“Well for one thing, if you sell all of this in two hours, you’ll belong in the NASCAR hall of fame.” Shelly laughed at James’ developing ego. “What kind of deal would you want, if you sold everything that quick?”

“If that would put me in the NASCAR hall of fame, I would think the least you could do was put me on your full-time merchandising staff. The whole sha-bang…traveling with you, working all the tracks.”

This was getting serious and Shelly knew she either had to tell this young man to move along and forget the whole thing, or see if he could back up his big talk. She sized him up for the last time, and may have decided to give him a chance because for a brief second, she liked the color of his eyes.

“You sell everything I give you inside of an hour, come back here for a second load, and sell that one inside of two hours, and we’ll talk – No guarantees, just talk. That’s my final offer.”

James took the offer. Maybe this was the break he was looking for, maybe not. If it worked out, he had found an “in” to Bobby Young’s world, a place that Gracie had already been let into. If it didn't work out, all he had to do was give this crap back to Shelly. James took five boxes of t-shirts and five bundles of pennants and made his way out amongst his fellow townsfolk.

 

[Liquid_Gold]

Gracie, Bobby and Cass found seats at the table and began to dig in; food was passed from one set of hands to the other as the bowls went around in a round like a kid’s song. They all laughed, and joked, talking in a group as well as each other from across the table. They were all enjoying the normal Friday night BBQ with drivers and their crews plus family and friends, this was the best time Bobby whispered to Gracie’s ear as they all got a little loud and could hardly hear the person aside you. Gracie looked around but hadn’t seen James since earlier and that was beginning to bother her. She was all caught up in the crowd, the crowd Bobby tossed her too like a piece of meat to a lion family. She understood why, to being her the attention she needed to get on her way.

Once dinner was done, they all sat around shooting the shit, booze wasn’t really a big thing on the night before the race, least excessive use of it anyways. Gracie was getting tired, all the excitement, not sleeping much the night before it was all taking its toll on her. She whispered to Bobby and he got up, helping her up while Cass stayed at the table talking to the main crew man, which seemed to be going really well. Gracie and Bobby walked to a secluded area and sat on twin lawn chairs and chatted for a bit. He had proposed that they get on home for the night and from there she can tell her family what’s happening and where she will be. He reached within his back pocket and pulled out his wallet and then a business card with all the information they will need upon it to get in contact with her at any time day or night as well as an address.

Gracie shook his hand and then leaned in giving him a kiss upon the cheek. He made sure the three of them had everything they needed to return in the morning to get back in before the race started and be allowed back in the pit crew area with his crew. They headed back to the table where Gracie collected Cass and they all said their goodnights and then the two girls went to hunt James so they could leave and get home, get packed and a good night’s sleep. Gracie began to tell Cass the game plan, letting her know that they will be leaving right from the race track Sunday morning, or even Saturday night after the night race, it all depended on how the crew and Bobby felt afterwards. She explained they were guests of Bobby’s now and that they could park with the other driver’s families and such. They would need another to drive her car down unless Cass wanted to do it but he aid he could probably talk one of the crew into it if Cass would split the driving part, and that it would probably be his crew chief that would driver Cass’s car with her which Cass loved that idea.

As the two girls were heading to the trailer they spotted James who was relaxing in a law chair with his eyes closed and a beer in his hand. They approached him as he looked like he was just about to crash, “Hey James, where you been we looked for you and you seemed to have disappeared. We need to get home now. If your going with, since you both were invited with me to Bobby’s were leaving after the race tomorrow night so we need to pack for two weeks worth and be ready to get back here before race time tomorrow.” Gracie seemed to have said that all in one breath as she watched him rise and nod in agreement.

The three of them walked back to the car in almost silence. Each one having ideas running through their minds of what could be if things went their way. Gracie could see herself burning up the track, being swarmed by fans and others, Cass saw herself finally with a man and in the spotlight with her best friend, and James, nobody knew what was on his mind. They got in the car and headed home, not much said as Cass leaned over and hit on the radio, the girls sang softly the whole way home, while James sat in silence in the back seat. James’s mind was spinning in many directions; he had plans to put into place and deals to make.

Cass dropped James and Gracie off near their houses; she normally dropped them off in the middle so why break tradition? James walked with Gracie and made sure he got her home, they sat down for a few minutes outside on the porch swing where James began to tell her what had taken place in the evening after they all seemed to have gotten separated.

 

[RockYourWorld]

James’ mind couldn’t grasp the opportunity that lay before Gracie. If he had any sense of empathy, and ability to consider another’s feelings, he would have talked with her about how excited she was, about how great the news was, about how it was a dream come true for her. He could imagine with her how in just a few years, she could be a huge star, a big success, and her life would be changed forever. Instead, he rambled on and on about how Shelly the merchandising manager had chased him down and insisted that he join the sales team.

It was all a lie, of course. He knew that he had stumbled on the kiosk and Shelly just happened to look up and see him. She had offered the job to 20 other local yocals that had wandered by just as he had. Yes, it was true that Shelly had taken a keener interest in him because of his unexpected negotiation approach, and also because she thought the younger man looked good in those jeans. James had been desperate for a big break, with no clue as to how to procure one, and even less of an idea about how to make the most of it when he got it. He wasn’t sure if Shelly’s offer was his break when she offered it at the time, but it turned out that way eventually.

The five boxes of t-shirts and pennants were sold in 20 minutes, and crisp bills of all denominations were smugly handed over to Shelly at that time, with her mouth dropped open and her amazement evident on the rest of her face. She told him right there on the spot that they could begin to discuss James joining the merchandising team full time, but in a gesture of grandiose bravado, he told her no, he would stick to the original plan and sell a second bunch of t-shirts and pennants and return with the money. Without another word, he loaded up the stuff and went off to make his fortune. When he returned an hour later without the goods and WITH more money, Shelly told him to be there the next day at 11:00 AM. They would go to lunch, she said, and from there, they’d talk about his sales techniques and his future with Bobby Young’s organization.

James knew between now and tomorrow at 11:00 AM he’d have to figure out what exactly his sales technique was. He sure couldn’t tell Shelly the truth – that he took all the merchandise, dumped it in two dumpsters behind a grocery store, and paid Shelly with money he had stolen from a food stand. He had seen an earlier opportunity to steal the money from another souvenir kiosk, but he figured Shelly would catch wind of such a theft and maybe put two and two together. This worked out better for him. The money was in small bills and coins, just like people would have paid him with had they bought the stuff from him, and Shelly seemed to be none the wiser. In fact, James noticed once or twice, she seemed to smile at him a little more than was really necessary.

He couldn’t tell Shelly that tomorrow, for sure, and he sure couldn’t tell Gracie that right now as they sat on her porch swing. Gracie looked right and left into the country night as James went on and on about merchandise. He looked at her periodically, trying to sense if maybe she resented him for grabbing a piece of the action when she thought she had it all to herself. She would need to understand, he thought to himself, that racing needed drivers, of course, but racing also needed business people, maybe more so. Business people like James. He moved the swing back and forth, controlling the speed and tempo, forcing Gracie to ride along. He didn’t notice that when the swing moved to far for her liking, she put her foot down. Finally, James stopped talking about himself, and began to put his story together for his lunch with Shelly.

 

[Liquid_Gold]

Gracie was listening to James speak, and at the same time she was excited within for herself, but knew tonight was going to hurt her family. She knew the only reason they would hate to see her go was because it wasn’t her father or one of her brothers that got the break of a lifetime. It would hurt Gracie to not have their approval and to leave on bad terms but there was no way she was passing this up, she’d have to be plum crazy.

As she stopped the swing she looked to him, “James I’m proud of you and I know that you would be a great man for the job that you got asked to do. I know you could sell the heck out of the rest of them and if she’s that impressed maybe you should take her up on the offer. We really should get this over with, I need to tell my daddy and momma and then pack and get some sleep. I will meet you where we normally meet about ten AM; Cass should be there around then. Man, this is so much to do in so little time. I bet her parents are going to flip out like mine. I hope they let her go, I mean we’re both old enough to go regardless but I don’t want hard feelings when we leave.”

Gracie sighed and stood up and turned to James, she leaned in and gave him a little peck on the lips and then walked toward the door. She turned around and whispered softly “ten thirty remember and I’ll see you then.” Turning the knob on the door she walked in closing it behind her. She looked around and there was Momma cleaning up the kitchen as always since the boys or her daddy never helped, Gracie was always the one helping then again it was a ‘woman’s’ job to tend the house and family needs as it was always pounded into her head.

She looked around the livingroom as her brothers and daddy looked to her then back to the TV set, which was typical, always the same thing every night. They eat after momma salves in the kitchen and then sit their asses on the couch and they wonder why they never got anywhere else than past the garage tinkering with cars. Daddy worked as did her brothers, they worked part time on the side doing stuff for Mr. Dumas down the road. Gracie always thought it was illegal stuff but never said a word about it in questioning them.

She leaned against the door shaking like she was that little girl once more, except this time she wasn’t. “I-I- have s-some good n-news everybody.” They didn’t even glance her way to even show the slightest bit of interest to her news. Her momma came from the kitchen looking ten years older than she was and tired, very tired as she was drying her hands upon a hand towel. She stood there in the doorway and looked to her daughter.

“Gracie your back late tonight wish you wouldn’t worry me so, now what’s this about good news?”

Momma was the only one to ask, Gracie figured that would be about it and she was lucky she even got that much attention. It beat the attention she was normally getting, negative or none. Her brothers never paid her no mind unless they were peeking in the bathroom as she showered or trying to grope her when daddy and momma wasn’t home or when she was by herself in a room or the garage. “I’m going away for two weeks. I was at the track and Mr. Bobby Young himself asked me to his personal home. Cass and James are invited as well, so, um-m-m-m we will be leaving in the morning.”

That caught all the male gender in her family’s attention as they all turned their heads and looked at her like she was joking, as she heard her brother’s fall out laughing loudly. Her daddy spoke up loud and clear, “You ain’t going to no man’s house for anything, and you know all he wants is you to be a whore! You need to smarten up girl, like your brother’s and stop dreaming now go wash up and get yourself ready for supper and no more nonsense talk.” He brother’s turned back to the TV and snickered, still slightly laughing at her.

“Billy Bob, please don’t use that language in this here house. We might not be church going folks but we need not have any of those words said under this roof,” Momma said to daddy as she heard his cursing.

“No daddy! Mr. Young offered me a chance to drive for him; he wants to sponsor me in racing! Your just mad because it want one the boys, I’m going and that final. I’m not blowing a chance at my future because you can’t handle the fact I’m getting the shot that you and the boys never did and because I’m a girl!” Gracie was shaking; her whole body was like jell-o as her knees felt as if they were going to give out under her any second. This was the first time ever she had stuck up for herself and raised her voice against her daddy, and stood her grounds on a decision she choose to make.

He stood up and raised his hand, she thought he was going to wail on her but he stretched his arm out and pointed to her. “Now listen here Gracie Lynn you git your ass up those step and into your bedroom now! I don’t wanna hear a word about this here racing shit again, you hear me girl?”

Gracie looked to her momma who shook her head, turned about and went back into the kitchen. The boys were looking at her with shit grins upon their faces as she broke down in tears and ran up the steps to her bedroom. Gracie slammed the door behind her and locked it with a click, and then sat on her bed and cried. She wasn’t about to let this chance blow past her, she sat up and wiped her tears away. She heard them laughing down stairs, and she assumed it was probably at her.

Grabbing the bag from under her beg she quietly began to stuff clothing in it and assorted personal things. Gracie knew by doing this she would no longer be welcomed back into the house. Once she left she’d never return to what was home this far in her life. She needed to chance it, this wasn’t going to come around again, if anything this only made her more determined. She would show them all, she was going to be something, somebody in this lifetime and not a couch spud like them all.

Her momma wasn’t that, Gracie knew that her momma had a shot in her life but passed it up because of her daddy and woman back then married, had children and cared for the home and all that stuff. Gracie was more modern, she was head strong and stubborn as the day is long. She tied all the thin pieces of material she could find together and attached all her belts making a long rope and rolled it up. She opened her window and crawled out on the roof and tied the make shift rope to the handles and lowered down her bag first and then she used the old oak tree to get herself down.

She undid the ties around the handle and then tossed the rope aside, all except for a couple belts which she stuffed in the bag and zipped it closed. While she was busy doing that she didn’t realize her Momma was out on the back porch sitting. Gracie stood up and caught her there sitting in her rocking chair rocking like she was old and worn out. Gracie starred at her for a moment as her momma starred back, she watched her arm raise and her hand went to her lips as her momma blew her a kiss and whispered softly so daddy and her brother’s wouldn’t hear her, “Good luck honey, I knew you wouldn’t let them stop you. Succeed and make me even more proud of you. Love you Gracie Lynn, be careful.”

Gracie choked back the tears as she nodded and blew her momma a kiss back, and whispered, “I love you too Momma and I will you wait and see I’ll make you proud even if daddy and the boys wont ever be of me I know you will.” With those words said Gracie grabbed her bag and ran across the backyard, snuck by the garage between it and the house and ducked down as she got to the end she moved slowly and carefully not to make an noise to make either her brother’s or daddy look out the window.

She ran along the sidewalk till it came to an end, then slowed down and stood there bent over and tried to catch her breath. Her heart was pumping blood through it like a muscle cars engine would oil after making a run. She knew that Cass lived to far away and she’d never be able to make that journey tonight as it was a long haul to her house and she didn’t know if she too would be thrown out as well. James, James was the place to go, his father adored Gracie and James would allow her to stay there. She picked up her bag held it tightly within her hands and walked along the gravel road heading to his house. As she approached James’s house she noticed that his daddy’s truck wasn’t there, she prayed that James was home though.

Gracie walked up the cracked sidewalk and up the steps of his front porch and then dropped the bag with a slight thud sound as she knocked on the door. Gracie watched thru the slightly dirty window of the door and watched as James came walking towards the door, his hair was a mess and he was only wearing his boxers. Gracie happened to notice he did have a slight hard on as his cock was tenting his boxers, and it didn’t seem to bother James as she approached the door and opened it, looking to her all sweaty from running and carrying her heavy bag the distance she did.

He opened the door and before he could even say hello she burst into tears and mumbled about what happened.