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Sex Education 101
Bette stayed on the other side of the street, away from them as she read through the numbers of the old beat building covered in colorful illegible graffiti. Her precaution however didn’t work because soon the guys were walking next to her. The big tall one said, "hey mama what you doin out here all by yourself?"
Bette ignored him and walked faster.
"Hey mama I asked you a question," the guy repeated more firmly.
"Ooo look at that ass," another commented.
Another guy gripped her arm and pulled her back, "where you going beautiful? We just wanna talk."
"Let me go!" Bette cried pushing him off. She tried to run but she was surrounded. The loud roaring of a motorcycle made the guys all turn around in surprise.
A woman climbed off menacingly. She took off her helmet releasing her ruly blonde hair. She was wearing tight blue jeans with tears at the knees and one thigh, and a tight black shirt with a black dress shirt that was open with the collar up. She had thin stretcher earrings on her ears and a pierced eyebrow that seemed to bring out her fiesty hazel eyes.
She grabbed a metal bat from her motorcycle and stepped forward menacingly. "Hey Trey how you doing?" She said in an intimidating tone.
Trey, the first guy who had spoken to Bette, took a step back. "No trouble here home girl, we just chillin."
"I ain’t your homegirl, now get your asses home," the woman said fiercely.
Not one of the guys argued, they just scattered off in different directions and left. This woman was obviously bad ass and everyone was scared of her, but Bette didn’t feel scared. She couldn’t help but admire the fiesty woman who had just saved her ass.
"What are you doing in a neighborhood like this by yourself?" The woman chastised walking towards Bette.
Bette took an automatic step back. Okay maybe she was a little intimidated. "Uh my friend sent me here I’m looking for this address."
The woman looked at the paper then looked up at Bette. She looked her up and down and lingered on her military issue cami pants. "Tasha sent you?"
"You’re the friend she sent me to?" Bette said in surprise.
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Any direction is fine for me,I love your stories.Please continue.
How to properly worship breasts. A lesson with numbers? Hint hint ; 0
Maybe the art of foreplay should be a lesson. That was Bette’s first time with anyone, but the whole encounter seemed rushed and a bit awkward and it seems like it should have been at least a bit more romantic than what played out. Tina’s supposed to be really experienced; she taught Bette how to please her, but didn’t reciprocate in the same fashion! Where was the romance? Tina could and should have done better when she knew it was the first time for the woman she’s in love with.
That was good and like it!
Whatever you write I’ll read; I agree the romance and foreplay are very important I don’t think many lessons will be needed
I’ll read anything you write. Thank you for this story and please continue
This story is so different than the usual Tibette stories, but I love it very much. I’ve read this many times, and always captivated.
I wish it would continue. there has, more lesson what Bette can learn ;)