by the Police

The school bell rang, and everybody stood to leave, but she had to gather her books. As she passed by Mr. Hall's desk, he said, "Ms. Clark, can I speak to you for a moment?" "Sure." "Close the door." She closes the door, and sets her books on a nearby desk, then walks back to his desk. He continues to look at the paper in front of him. "You didn't do as well as I'd hoped on the last test." "How bad is it?" "You got a C." "Is there anything I can do to make it better," she said as she stepped beside him, and leaned over. He looked up, but stopped when his eyes reached her breasts. He leaned back in his chair, and said, "maybe there is." He slid his hand up her leg. Once it reached her bottom, he pulled her on to his lap. He nibbled and sucked on her neck. "Oh, Jade... Jade..."

"JADE! Pay attention," Mr. Hall yelled at her. He gave her a start. "Um... Sorry, Mr. Hall." He eyed her for a moment. He knew that dreamy smile she had, before he yelled at her. He'd seen it with a few other female students. But the way she looked at him while he had her attention, he had a feeling he knew who she was day dreaming about. 'Keep an eye out for this one, Scott,' he told himself.

While Mr. Hall went back to his lecture, Jade was trying to plan how to get some one-on-one time with him. She looked up at him, and noticed he was writing something on the chalkboard. He put the chalk down and faced the class. "We will be learning sexual reproduction this week, ladies and gentlemen. You may know how to, but you will learn how it effects your body. I expect you to handle this subject maturely." A wicked grin spread across Jade's lips.

As Mr. Hall scanned the room for a reaction from his pupils, his eyes locked on Jade; the only one showing any type of amusement. "You seem interested in this subject, Jade. I finally have your attention." "Oh, you've always had my attention," she mumbled. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you." "I said I know almost nothing of the subject." "Yeah right. You've been with half of the basketball team, and half of the football team," one of the jocks said. "What do you know, Anus? Just because I date someone doesn't mean I screw them." "It's Angle! Kurt Angle!" "Whatever, Anus."

"That's enough. Everybody, take out a sheet of paper. We're going to see how much you do know with a pop quiz. This will not affect your grades." After the quiz was over, they graded their own papers. Jade purposely failed it.

After the bell rang for school to end, she took the quiz to his desk. "Mr. Hall, I didn't do very well. I may need some tutoring." "Why don't you get Molly to tutor you?" "Because everybody treats me like Kurt did earlier. Nobody even wants to hang out with me."

He sighed, and sat back in his chair with his hands behind his head. "Ok. We'll see how tomorrow goes. If you still need help, I'll tutor you after school." "Thank you." "No problem." He watched as she sache'ed back to her chair to retrieve her backpack. He raised his eyebrows, and thought to himself, 'what did I get myself into?'

What neither of them knew was that Molly Holly stood just outside the door, eavesdropping.

Jade ran out of the building to meet Chawni on the steps. "Chawni! I think I finally have a good plan for getting Mr. Hall. He's going to tutor me on sex tomorrow after school." She laughed. "You're shitting me." "Nope. I'm playing dumb so he'll do it. Maybe I can get him to teach what sex is like first-hand," she whispered.

As Jade and Chawni stood at the bus stop, it began to rain. A black Porche pulled up in front of them. It was one of Chawni's boyfriends, Brock. "Hey, baby. Need a ride?" She looked at Jade. "Will you be ok? I mean, his car is only a two-seater..." "Go on, girl. Don't do anything I wouldn't." "That leaves alot. Later." Chawni got in the car, and they left.

As Mr. Hall was pulling out of the teacher's parking lot, he spotted Jade at the Metro stop. After a moment's deliberation, he decided to give her a ride. He pulled up in front of her, and rolled down the window. "What happened to your car?" "It's in the shop." "Do you want a ride?" She got in, and said, "thank you."

As she got in the car, Principal McMahon and Molly Holly were watching. "Thank you, Molly. You were right to be concerned." "Always glad to help, Mr. McMahon."

"So, where are you going, Jade?" "Anywhere but home, Mr. Hall." "We're not at school, so you may call me Scott." "Ok, Scott." Big mistake. He liked the way she said his name. He cleared his throat, and asked, "why don't you want to go home?" "My parents are always fighting. My mom's upset because my step-dad has been out of work. Plus, he hit on me before they got together." "Did you date him?" "No, because I knew my mom was interested in him." "It wasn't because of the age difference?" "No. Age is just a number to me." Next mistake. He was starting to want her.

"Where do you want me to take you?" "Is it ok if I hang out with you for awhile?" "I don't know if that's such a good idea. I mean, I'm on my way home." "So, take me with you." His thoughts got the best of him. Thoughts of seeing her naked, them tumbling in bed, etc. He looked at her, from her short skirt up to her white blouse soaked from the rain. Her nipples were tight buds, poking out invitingly.

He stopped at a red light, and squeezed his eyes closed. "I can't take you home with me." "Why?" "To be honest, I'd want to sleep with you." Jade laid her hand on his leg, and slid it up toward his crotch. "The light's green, Scott." He opened his eyes, and pressed hard on the accelerator. Within ten minutes, they were at his house.

He managed to keep his composure while they were outside. But, once the door was closed behind them, Scott trapped her between his body and the door. "Is there any specific reason why you want me to tutor you on sex," he said with a grin that told her he knew her plan. "Because I'd like to have a better idea what it would be like to have sex with you." "You're about to find out." His hands went to the buttons on her blouse, and slowly opened them. He slid the shirt off of her shoulders, and let it fall to the floor. His warm hands touched her cold flesh, which sent shivers down her spine. As his hands went up to her breasts, he teased her lips with his tongue. When he finally kissed her, he picked her up, and carried her to his bedroom.

He unzipped the back of her skirt before setting her down. She reached behind his head, and pulled the band out of his long black hair. "You should leave your hair down," she said with a smile. "You shouldn't be forced to wear clothes." "I can stay naked while we're alone, if you keep your hair down." "Deal, but that thong has to go." She turned her back to him, and slowly pulled the thong down. She turned to face him again, and laid her hands on his shoulders. "I believe you're a bit over-dressed," she cooed.

Her hands slid down his hard chest and solid stomach to grab his shirt, and pull it out of his pants. She pulled his shirt off, and stared, appriciatively, at the light coat of dark hair that started at the base of his neck, and disappeared into his jeans. "The more I uncover, the more I like," she purred. She unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, then let them fall to the floor. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her. When the kiss ended, she said, "Scott, make love to me." He quickly kicked off his shoes, and removed his socks and underwear. Then, he took her into his arms again, and ravished her with kisses.

Scott leaned Jade back until she lay on the bed, with him atop her. He fought her tightness, and his raw need, as he slowly entered her. Once he was fully sheathed, she let the breath she was holding out in a moan. Between his eagerness, and her grip on him, he didn't last but 10 minutes. The next round lasted much longer.

Once they were exhausted, she lay in his arms; her head on his chest. His hand lazily slid along her ribs. "We can't tell anyone about us," Scott told her. "I am of age..." "Even so, it is morally wrong for a teacher to sleep with his student." "Alright. Can I stay here tonight?" "What about your parents?" "I haven't slept at home in over a year. I usually stay at Chawni's house." "Ok, but we can't make this a habit."

(the next day)

"Jade," Chawni yelled at her. She stopped and waited for her to catch up. "Hey, I saw you getting out of Mr. Hall's car. Is that where you were last night?" "Yeah." "Did you?" "Did I what?" "Sleep with him!" "Shhh... Yes." "You bitch! How was it?" She smiled, and sighed. "It was great!" "Do you think you'll get together again?" "Yes. I'm going over after school."

"Going where," Hunter asked from behind her. "Why do you want to know?" "I was going to ask you out. I mean, if you can make Mr. Hall smile like he was this morning, I'd like to know how good a lay you are." "Go to hell, Hunter." He walked away, laughing.

Meanwhile, in the teacher's lounge:

"Hey, Hall," Coach Callaway said as he entered the room. "I saw you with Jade yesterday and this morning. Do you two have something going on? "Nah. I saw her waiting for the bus, and gave her a ride." "Too bad for you, man. She can be a wild one." "You slept with her," he whispered. "Oh, yeah. I got her cherry," Mark said with a grin as he walked away.

"How could you," Ms. Stratus, the new volleyball coach, said as she came in. "How could I what?" "Sleep with that little girl!" "First, she's not a little girl. She's 18. Second, I didn't. I gave her a ride to school, since her car is in the shop." "That's bullshit. Maybe I can't prove it, but I know you slept with her." "I don't have time for your shit. I have a class to teach." With that said, he walked back to his classroom.

Later that day:

During Scott's last class of the day, the office messenger came in, and handed him a note. He looked up at Jade, then thanked the messenger. It was a note from Principal McMahon. It read: "I want you and Jade in my office after school is out."

Jade stayed in her seat after the bell rang. Once the room was cleared of the other students, Scott closed the door, then walked over to her desk. "Jade, Mr. McMahon wants to see us in his office." "Do you think he knows?" "He suspects, atleast. So did Coach Callaway and Coach Stratus." "Coach Callaway? What did Mark say?" "We'll talk about it later. We need to get to Mr. McMahon's office."

As they walked down the hall, Jade looked at Scott. A smile was still on his lips, yet fainter than before. "I'm sorry, Scott." "There's no reason to be sorry. And, don't say anything until we know what he knows." "Alright."

As they neared Principal McMahon's office, Coach Simmons, the football coach, was coming out. He stared at them for a moment, then looked at the floor, and shook his head. Once they were inside, Mr. McMahon said, "close the door." Scott did, then they stood before his desk. "Where did you two go after school yesterday?" "I took her home," Scott answered. "Bullshit!" "He saw me at the bus stop, and asked if I needed a ride. I told him yes, because it was raining." "Don't lie to me, girl." "Do you have any kind of proof otherwise?"

He took the manilla envelope out of his lap, and threw it on his desk. "I think Mr. Bischoff got some real nice shots of you two." Jade snatched the envelope up, and opened it. Upon seeing the photo of Scott carrying her half naked body, she handed them to him. "He knows," she murmured. "Damn straight, I know. Now, Scott, you can either quit, or I fire your ass."

Not listening to Mr. McMahon, he turned to Jade and said, "I like this one," as he had shown her a picture of them in the act, staring into each other's eyes. She looked up at Scott, and he winked at her. She smiled, leaned her head on his shoulder, and looked at the picture again. "It's beautiful." "Let's hang this one over the headboard." "Alright." "By the way, Vince, I quit."

Hot For Teacher by Van Halen

Once Scott and Jade made it back to his house, he told her, "we need to have a talk." "Ok, what about?" "Mark." "Alright. What about him?" "Why didn't you tell me that you slept with him?" "You didn't ask," she said cockily. "When?" "The beginning of basketball season. I went to the try-outs, and caught him checking me out, while I was checking him out." "Why would you check him out? He's a freak." "No, his brother, Mr. Kane, is a freak. Taker is perfectly normal." "Taker?" "His nick-name; Undertaker." "Oh, yeah... That's real normal." "It has something to do with the team's winning streak. They 'bury the competition', or something."

Scott sighed out of frustration. "How many other teachers or coaches have you been with?" "Just you and Taker. Why are you freaking out?" He wrapped his arms around her, and slid his hands in her back pockets. "I'm making sure I didn't just quit my job so you could have a notch in the bed post." "Oh, baby... You thought I was going to use you, and toss you aside?" Scott just smiled at her. "I'm going to use you for more than one night," Jade said as she pulled him by his jean pockets to his bedroom.

(next day)

It almost seemed as if Principal McMahon was waiting for her on the front steps. "Jade. I'm glad you decided to come to school today." "If I would have had a choice, I wouldn't have. But, Scott thinks I should finish the year." "Either way, I would like to see you in my office." "Why? What did I do now?" "Nothing. Somebody would like to speak to you." Reluctantly, she followed him into his office. Sitting in front of his desk were her mother and step-father. "Oh, shit..." "Watch your language young lady," Mr. McMahon warned her. She rolled her eyes, and said, "whatever," as she plopped down in the last chair.

"Jade, what is this about you dating Mr. Hall," her mother asked. "Yeah, what do you care?" "He is entirely too old for you." "How many years are between you and Bryan, Ivory?" "That's different. We are both consenting adults." "So are Scott and I. Problem solved; case closed. Now, can I go to my classes?" "Jade, I want you at home tonight so we can talk about this," Bryan said. Chills ran down her spine at the thought of going home. "You're the reason why I don't call that house 'home' anymore. As of now, I will either be at Chawni's or Scott's." "You're not setting a good example for your sister by doing this," Ivory said. Jade laughed hysterically. "You're talking about Nikole? Shit, she's been seeing Mr. Gunn, the Home Ec. teacher. That started before I screwed anyone." "I told you to watch your language," McMahon bellowed. "Go to hell." She stormed out of his office, and out of the school.

Jade decided she'd rather hike back to Scott's house, than go back inside the school. She was stopped further down the street. She turned, ready to punch whomever it was that stopped her. "Hold up, darlin'," Mark said, as he held his hands up. "I ain't gonna hurt ya." "Sorry, Taker. You just scared the fuck out of me." He laughed. "It's alright. Why aren't you going to class?" "McMahon told my parents about me and Scott. I just walked out on all of them." "So, the rumor is true?" "Yeah." He placed his fingers under her chin. "You're too good for him, baby." She pushed his hand away. "Not you, too." "That's just my opinion." "I've heard everyone's opinion, and the only one happy for us is my best friend. It's up to me to decide who I want to be with." "That used to be me," he pointed out. "I know, but you put a stop to that." "And, this is why. I knew something like this would happen to us."

"Well, it happened to Scott and I, and quite frankly, I don't care about anything else right now. He was willing to quit his job for me. Some people may say he's pussy whipped, some may think he's an idiot, but I think it was very sweet." Mark let out a sigh. "Baby, you do what makes you happy. I just want you to watch your ass, too." "I will, Taker." He wrapped his arms around her, and gave her a hug. Squealing brakes scared Jade, and made her jump away from him. The brakes just happened to be on Scott's car. He jumped out, and slammed the door. "What's going on, chica?" "Taker was saving my sanity. McMahon had my parents waiting in his office when I got here." She stopped. She could tell by the look in his eyes that he was upset with Mark, and wasn't paying much attention to her. "Scott? Don't get upset with Taker. He was just worried about me." With daggers in his eyes, Scott poked Mark in the chest, and said, "stay away from my lady."

"Scott, I'm still a teacher here. When I see a student walking away from school, when they are supposed to be in class, I'm supposed to stop them; no matter who it is, and no matter my personal feelings." Scott looked at Jade. "Why were you walking out on school?" "I was trying to tell you. McMahon had my parents in his office. He told them about us." "That's why he called me." Scott sighed. "There was a message on the answering machine when I got back to the house. He said I needed to come to the school." "He probably wanted you to be in the office too."

Scott looked at Jade, then at Mark. "I'm feeling a little brave today. Why don't you introduce me to your parents?" "Baby, that's not a good idea." "Why?" "My step-dad." He grabbed her hand, and kissed it. "I'll fight anyone for you. Even Mark." Scott glared at him again. "Hey, man... I'm not trying to step on your toes. But, if you two ever split up, Jade could come back to me, if she wanted. Until then, she's all your's." Scott pulled his arm back to hit him, but Jade grabbed his arm, and pulled it back down. "There's no sense in fighting. You're the only one for me now, Scott."

He looked down at her, and a small smile played on his lips. "Let's go see your parents." He looked at Mark again. "You just remember what I said. Stay away from my lady." Scott and Jade turned back toward the school, and went in. Mark slid his thumbs in his pockets, and smiled as he watched them walk inside. 'Yeah, she still wants me.'

When they entered McMahon's office, they noticed that her parents were still there. "Ivory, Bryan, I want you to meet Scott. Scott, this is my mom and step-dad." "Hi, mom. Hi, dad." Mr. McMahon, Ivory and Bryan's jaws hit the floor. "What the hell did you just say," Bryan said. "I said hi. You have a problem with me saying hi, chico?" Bryan stood, and got in Scott's face. "You don't call me dad, and you don't call my wife mom. I'm not going to let Jade see you anymore." "You don't have a choice, Bryan. He's not my teacher anymore, and I can choose anyone I want to," Jade said. Scott laughed. "Little girl, your ass is mine tonight." "I don't think so, Bry. Tonight my ass is his."

Outside McMahon's office, Mark stood arguing with the secretary, Mae Young. "There's no way I'm letting you get past me, big boy. Vince is in a meeting with a student and her parents." "No shit, lady. That's why I need to be in there. I know something about what's going on." "I'm not letting you in there, Undertaker." "Fine. Get the hell out of the way, and I'll let myself in." "I'm not moving." He picked her up, and moved her out of the way.

He burst through the door. "Hey, Vince..." "Can't you see I'm in a meeting," he yelled. Mark just chuckled. "Have I ever gave a damn before?" "Get the hell out of here!" "Taker, what are you doing," Jade whispered. "Trying to save your ass," he whispered back. "Look, Vince, Scott quit his job here. You have nothing to do with the matter anymore. Leave them alone. Jade just wants to get her diploma. Let her do it. Hell, atleast she had balls enough to show up today." "Who the hell do you think you are to tell me what to do?" He petted her cheek with his thumb. "I wasn't going to admit it, but... I'm her ex-lover."

Ivory fainted. Bryan turned bright red with anger. Vince looked like a vein was going to pop in his forehead. Jade just stood there with a smile on her face. "How many of my teachers have you fucked!?" "Oooo... Now who needs to watch their language?" She gave Vince a cocky smile. "These are the only men I've been with." "Women?" "Eww... You fucking pervert!" "No. The two perverts are standing beside you. They have absolutely no morals. A 36 year old and a 32 year old that would have sex with a student at the school he works at... It's just not right." "No. The two perverts are you and Bryan. You for thinking that I would sleep with a woman, and Bryan for forcing me to give him blow jobs."

Mark and Scott turned toward Bryan. "What did you do to this girl," Mark asked. "That lieing little bitch!" Bryan raised his hand to Jade, but Scott caught it before it connected. "Anything Mark or I have done to her, was what she wanted. You're no better than a convicted rapist." Bryan swung the other arm, and caught Scott in the stomach. Scott released his hold on Bryan, and staggered back. Bryan went after Jade, but Mark stopped him. "When she got on her knees for me, it was her idea; not mine." Mark punched him in the jaw; knocking him to the floor.

Jade looked up at Vince, who had the phone in his hand, and was dialing. She pressed the button to hang up the phone. "Who are you calling, Vinnie Mac?" "Security, to drag you and your guys out of my office." "You asked for this, when you invited my parents, Scott and I. You should have minded your own business." "It is my business when a teacher sleeps with a student. It is my job to take care of all of you." "Well, it looks like you fucked up somewhere." "Get the hell out of my office. You're expelled from this school!" "Like I'd come back, anyways..." Jade stepped in the middle of Bryan's chest on her way out the door, then slammed the door behind all three of them.

"Are you ok, baby," she asked Scott. "Yeah, I'm fine." "Thank you, Taker." "Anytime, darlin'." She grabbed Scott's arm. "Let's go home, baby."

by George Michael

The next morning, when she awoke, Scott was still on top of her, asleep, with his head on her breasts. She wrapped her arms around him, and kissed the top of his head. "Isn't this a Kodak moment?" came a deep voice from the doorway. She looked up at the man. He completely filled the doorway with his seven foot height, and she'd guess about 320 pounds. She wanted to be afraid, but the grin on his lips put her at ease.

She tapped Scott's shoulder with one hand, while she covered them better with the sheet with the other. "Scott, baby, you need to wake up. You have company." "They can wait outside until I get up." He kissed her breast, then moved up to kiss her lips. "He's already inside." He laid his head back down. "It must be Kevin, then." The man in the doorway leaned against the frame, and gave her a mock salute. "Big guy with blonde hair?" "That's him." "Can you tell him to stop watching us until we get some clothes on?" Scott looked over his shoulder at him. "I've seen him naked, unfortunately. I wouldn't mind seeing you get up, though," Kevin said. "Leave her alone, man. We've been through enough shit in the past couple days." "So I read."

Kevin tossed a newspaper onto the bed. Scott moved to her side, and grabbed the newspaper. He read it aloud. "Local high school biology teacher, Scott Hall, was caught having an affair with one of his students. The next day, the student was expelled, and has not been seen since." Jade sat up, holding the sheet over her breasts. She leaned over to look at the article. "Well, atleast Vince didn't give them a picture to print with it." "We have the pictures," Scott said. "But he has the negatives. He can make more."

"I read that, and thought I'd come check on you. What's going on, man?" Scott folded the paper, and tossed it to the foot of the bed. "Kevin Nash, meet Jade Clark. She was my student until two days ago. Jade, this is my best friend, Kevin." "I wish I could say it's nice to meet you, but I'd rather have some clothes on at the moment." Scott laughed. "Remember our agreement?" "Tie your hair up, babe, because I'm not running around naked with your buddy here."

"I'll go make some coffee." Kevin left the doorway, closing the door behind him. Scott rolled toward her, and placed kisses on her chest. "Do you think he's cool with this?" she asked him as she ran her fingers through his hair. "We've done things that were worse." She sighed as she laid back, letting him continue his assault on her body. She closed her eyes, and arched her back as he took her nipple between his teeth. "Like what?" "You don't want to know. Atleast not yet." He moved down her body.

"Scott, shouldn't we..." Then, he clamped his lips around her clit. "Oh, shit..." "Relax," he whispered. His hot breath on her soft flesh made her moan. Her breath caught in her throat, as he slid his tongue from the bottom of her slit, up to her clit. She let it out shakily, as he crawled back up her body. He gave her a sideways grin. "A little something to look forward to." "You tease." She leaned forward, and kissed him, tasting herself on his tongue. "We have to get up," he laughed.

He got out of bed, and slid a pair of pants on. "Mind if I steal one of your shirts?" He went to his drawers, and pulled one out for her. He leaned over the bed, and kissed her as he handed the shirt to her. "Leave your panties off," he whispered. She smiled at him. "Trying to show my pussy off to your buddy? One wrong move, and everything is going to show." "That's the idea." "What are you up to?" He smiled at her. "We may not be in the classroom anymore, but I'm still going to teach you a few things about sex." "I can't wait."

She pulled the shirt on as he walked out the bedroom door. She got up, and followed him. Before she walked into the kitchen, she heard Kevin say, "I'm worried about you, man. You finally get a legit job, a house, everything you wanted when you went straight. Now, you're sleeping with one of your students?" "I had everything but a woman, Kev." "You won't be able to get another job as a teacher. Is she worth it?" "I think so. What is it they say? 'Get her young, and train her'?" Kevin started laughing. She'd heard enough. She went back to the room, and got dressed.

"How old is she?" "Eighteen." "Good age." "She's perfect. She's beautiful, intelligent, even if misguided... And, I'm not her first, so she knows a little about what's going on." Scott saw her pass by the kitchen doorway dressed in her school uniform. "Jade, where are you going?" "I'm leaving." Scott jumped from the table, and went after her. "Jade, wait," he said as he grabbed her arm. "What made you want to leave?" "Nobody is going to train me for shit. Bryan was trying to train me to be his whore. I'm not going to take shit from you." "Jade..." "What?" He laid his hand on her cheek, and leaned down to whisper in her ear. "I'm trying to ease Kev's mind about us. He has some doubts. I don't. I want you to be here with me." He kissed her neck. "I love you." He kissed her lips. "I will teach you some things, but I don't really see it as training you. You are who you are, and you know what you like. I'm not going to persuade you to change for me."

She sighed, and looked up into his dark brown eyes. "What did he mean by 'when you went straight'?" He petted her cheek with his thumb. "Like I told you earlier, we've done some pretty bad things together. I guess I can't out-live the name they gave me." "What is it?" "The Bad Guy. I hung out with a bunch of thugs. If they're willing to call me "the bad guy', that should tell you how bad it was before." She smiled as she reached up to touch his stubble covered cheek. "I like bad guys." He wrapped his arms around her, and picked her up. She instinctlivly wrapped her legs around his waist. "Then you're going to love me." "I already do." He looked at her chest, where she had left three buttons undone. He kissed her bared flesh. "Stay with me." "I will."

He carried her into the kitchen, and sat with her on his lap. He pushed her hair out of her face, then let his hand follow the curve of her neck. "What are you going to do now that you can't teach anymore," Kevin asked. Scott wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her as close as she could get. "Baby likes a bad guy. Baby's gonna have the bad guy." "You're getting back in the game?" "Yeah." He bent her back over his arm. He tugged on the first button that was done with his teeth, until it came off. Her breasts threatened to fall out of the shirt.

"I'm gonna get out of here, before you decide to fuck her in front of me." "Don't like to watch, Kevin?" she teased. "I'd rather be between." She sat up, and looked at him. "You're bi-sexual?" He chuckled. "No, hunny. Between your thighs, or between your lips. I'll catch you two later. I'll let the others know to look for you." "We may swing by later today." "Alright." "I need to eat first." He gave her a look, letting her know he didn't mean food. Kevin chuckled. "Who's training who around here?"

Once Kevin was out the door, Scott cleared the kitchen table with one swipe of his arm. He stood up, and laid her on the table. She reached for the buttons on her shirt, but he grabbed her hands, and pinned them to the table. "Leave it on. All of it." He released her hands, and slid his up her thighs, pushing her skirt up. "Scott," she sighed. "I've never been ate before." "Just lay here, and relax. You'll love it."

He set the chair directly between her legs, and placed her legs on his shoulders. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her thong away from her moist heat. He gently blew on her hole, and watched it pucker. He slowly flicked her clit with his tongue, making her gasp. He slid his tongue down, until it found her opening. He slid his tongue in as far as it could, and slowly licked her inner walls. "Oh, Scott..." He withdrew his tongue, and closed his lips around her swollen nub. He hummed, giving her a new sensation. He gently sucked on her clit. He grabbed her hips to try to control her wrything body. "Oh, gawd... I'm going to..." She couldn't finish her sentence as it came out as a moan. Her juices flowed like a stream, and he greedily drank from her.

Once her orgasm had passed, he stood from the chair, and pulled his pants down, releasing his erect member. With one swift thrust, he was inside her. She cried out, because he felt even larger than the previous times they had sex. "Shh... Relax. Your muscles didn't have anything to clamp onto when you came, so you're really tight right now." He lifted her off of the table, and sat in the chair again, with her inner walls still clamped around his cock. She slowly rode him, wanting to feel more of him. "Can I take it off now?" He took hold of her shirt with both hands, and pulled it open, popping the buttons off. He slid the shirt off of her, as he sucked and nibbled on her neck and collar bone. He slid his hand between them, and with two swift tugs, her thong was torn off. When her breasts touched his chest, she revelled in the feel of his hairs scratching her soft skin.

She continued to ride him, moaning with each thrust. "Oh, shit... Scott..." He grabbed a handful of her hair. "Cum for me, baby. You're so beautiful when you cum." She cried out as her second orgasm made her tingle from head to toe, then left her trembling. She opened her eyes to look into his. "No matter what anyone says, you're my woman. You're deffinately not a girl anymore." "I guess that makes you my man," she whispered before kissing him. "Damn right, baby." He reached under her skirt, and grabbed her ass with both hands. He kissed her hard, their moans mingling, as he released his seed within her.

As they slowly ended the kiss, she looked into his eyes. "We have a problem, now." "What's that?" "You just destroyed my only shirt, and only pair of panties here." "Screw the panties. They just get in my way." She giggled, as he kissed her throat. "You know what I mean. I need clothes." "Do you think Chawni could bring what you have there over here?" "I can call and see." "Go ahead. I'll run us a shower." She got off of him, and went to the phone, while he went to the bathroom.

Chawni answered on the third ring. "Hey, Jade." "Chawni, I need to ask you a huge favor." "What?" "Can you bring my stuff over here to Scott's?" "Scott?" "Mr. Hall's house." "You're moving in with him?" "It seems like it. He kind of destroyed my clothes, and he wanted me to see if you could bring my stuff over here." The line was silent. "Chawni?" "I'm here. Damn he must be good." "You have no idea. So, can you do it?" "I'll get your stuff together, and see if I can use my mom's car." "Thank you so much." She gave her directions, and they said their goodbyes.

When Chawni got there, not having anything else to wear, Jade was forced to answer the door in one of Scott's shirts and a pair of his boxers. Chawni looked her over. "How long have you two been at it?" "Since we left the school yesterday." "You bi..." She cut off the curse as Scott walked into the room. Chawni looked him over. His hair was down, but slicked back with gel, a single curl went down his forehead, and between his eyes. Jade refused to let him shave his stubble while they were in the shower. He had put on a black muscle shirt, which was tucked into his black jeans. The belt around his waist was unnecessary, because his pants hugged every inch of him. He hadn't noticed them, because he was trying to clasp his watch on his wrist.

"Here, babe. Let me do that," she said. She walked over to him, and took the watch. With gentle fingers, she clasped the piece of metal around her lover's wrist. He laid his hand on her cheek, then leaned down to kiss her. "Thank you." Chawni cleared her throat. He looked over Jade's head at her. "Hi, Chawni." "Hi, Mr. Hall." "I'm not your teacher anymore. You can call me Scott." Chawni smiled and said, "Scott." "That's Mr. Hall to you, chica. I love you like a sister, but papi is mine." Scott chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "I said I was your's. Nobody can take me from you."

"Hey, Jade, do you want to get these bags out of the trunk?" "How many do you have?" he asked. "Two." "I'll get them." She opened the trunk with the button on the keyring, and he went out to get them. "Are you sure you want to stay with him?" "Did you see that body!? Yes, I want to stay with him." "Well, you know how to reach me if you change your mind." "Thanks, Sis. I'll call you. I have to get ready when he gets in here. We're going to see some of his friends." "I wonder if any look as good as him." "I met one this morning. He was pretty hot."

Jade didn't go into details, because she heard the trunk slam closed. "Nothing compares to him, though." "You are stuck on him," Chawni laughed. "Very." "Well, good luck." "Thanks, Chawni. I'll talk to you later." "Yeah. Call me and let me know if he has any good looking friends," she said as she past Scott. "Bye, Chawni," he said. "Bye, Scott."

He brought the bags inside, and kicked the door closed. He set the bags down on the couch, and sat in the chair across the room. "I want to watch you get dressed," he said. Jade went into her bags. "Anything particular that you want me to wear?" "Do you have any of those 'cheekie' panties?" She pulled out a pair, slid the boxers off, then put the panties on. "A black skirt?" She pulled it out of the bag, and stepped into it. "A tight shirt?" She took off his shirt, and pulled a baby doll out to put on. "Panty hose?" she asked. "Leave them bare." She pulled a pair of sandals out, and slipped them on.

"Come here," he said. She walked over to him, and he put his arms around her waist. "You may go through a bit of hazing." "Hazing?" "It's just to be sure you're cool with them. I'll be with you the whole time to make sure it doesn't get out of hand." "Ok." "I want you to fit in with these guys. I want you to feel comfortable around them." "If the others are like you and Kevin, I don't think there will be a problem." "I don't know who's around anymore, so I can't tell you." "Only one way to find out." "Let's go."

After about a twenty minute ride, they pulled up to a wrought iron gate. Scott rolled down the window, and pushed the button on the speaker box. "Who is it?" came a voice. "The Bad Guy." The gate buzzed, then opened. He drove through the gate, and down a winding path lined with trees. Before long, a southern mansion came into view. "Wow," she said. He chuckled. "It's even nicer inside." He pulled up in front of the house. Kevin came out of the house, and stood on the porch, as Scott got out of the car, and went around to open her door for her.

"I don't know who the hell you are, but you're not the Bad Guy. He's never opened the door for a lady." "This lady is different, Kev," he said as he held his hand out to her. She took his hand, and stepped out. He placed her hand on his arm, and closed the door. As they walked up the steps, Scott said, "I'm holding on to this one." Jade let go of his arm, so he could embrace his friend. She was shocked when Kevin let go of Scott, and embraced her. He gave her a small kiss on the cheek, before saying, "welcome."

Kevin lead them inside, and to the living room, where the others were. Scott scanned the room. "Where's Hogan, Macho and Elizabeth?" "Jail. Sean and I were out of town, so they had to do a sniper job. Turns out, it was a bust. Ms. Elizabeth... she died last year, man. She O.D.ed." "Shit, man..." he cursed under his breath. "Who's in charge now?" "Me and Sean."

A man walked up to them that looked like a much smaller version of Scott. "Hey, man. I knew you'd come back to us," he said as he embraced Scott. "How's it going, Syxx?" "Pretty good. Who's your lady?" "Sean, this is Jade Clark, my girlfriend. Jade, this is Syxx Pac." She held her hand out to him. "It's nice to meet you." He took her hand, and kissed her knuckles. "The pleasure is mine."

Scott scanned the room again. "There aren't many left." "Package is up the river for Elizabeth, Konan is on assignment, Adams is at a motorcycle rally, Norton is with Konan, and we got rid of Buff. He got on everyone's nerves." Jade looked at the two other men. One was a huge man with long brown hair. The other was a tall man standing in the corner, with white face paint, and a long leather coat. "Look who's back," Kevin announced. They looked up at Scott. "Hey, man. It's been awhile," the huge one said. "Hey, Giant."

The one with the face paint walked over to Scott, a serious look on his face. They stood nose to nose, staring at each other. "What's up, Sting? See you took my advice about the face paint." He smiled. "Yeah, it covers my ugly mug. What are you doing back, Hall?" He laughed. "My lady here made me realize I will always be the Bad Guy." "I thought you were a teacher, now?" "I was. Jade was one of my students."

The one called Sting stepped over to Jade. He sent shivers down her spine. "I gotta ask. Did he kidnap you, or did you go willingly?" "More like I begged him to take me home with him." Kevin laughed. "Well, medium sexy still has it." "Medium sexy?" "It's a joke. They call me Big Sexy, Scott is medium, and Syxx is small," he laughed. Giant said, "I'm extra large sexy, but they won't acknowledge that." She had to smile.

Two guys burst through the door, one bleeding from his shoulder. "What happened, Konan?" Kevin asked. "The gaurd caught us trying to get that purple '67 Camaro at the auto shop." He helped the larger man into the dining room, and sat him at the table. Once he stood back up, Jade got in his face. "The purple '67 Camaro at Brisco's?" "How did you know?" She grabbed his throat, and squeezed tight. "If you hurt my car, I will kill you!" Scott grabbed her, and pulled her away. "Baby, he didn't know it was your car." He turned toward the bald hispanic man. "Did you, K-Dawg?" "No. Are you Jade Hall?" "Jade Clark. I was doodling in his class, and wrote Jade Hall."

Scott smiled, and raised his eyebrow at her. She blushed. "Hey, a girl is allowed to dream." "If you guys don't mind, I'm bleeding. Can someone help me, here?" "Hang in there, Norton," Kevin said. "Kevin, do you have a first aid kit?" "Yeah, why?" "Bring it to me, and I'll fix him up," Jade said. "IF these two promise to stay the hell away from my car." "Yeah, sure. Whatever you say." "Bring something for him to bite on, too."

She grabbed a chair, and set it in front of Norton. She sat down, and inspected the wound. "We need to get his shirt off." That's when she noticed most of the guys were wearing the same shirt. Kevin laid the first aid kit on the table, and handed the wooden spoon to Norton. "Help him with his shirt," she ordered, as she took out the tweezers, and sterilized them. Kevin grabbed out the scissors, and cut his shirt off. She grabbed some gauze out of the box, and cleaned up the area. "This is going to hurt-- a lot." He stuck the spoon in his mouth, and bit it, as she dug the bullet out. Once it was out, she checked the bone, to make sure it wasn't broken. She dug in the box again, and found a needle and thread.

"You guys must be used to treating yourselves." "Yeah, but you're faster," Kevin said. "Do you have a bottle of whiskey around here?" "Yeah. Just a sec." Kevin went into the kitchen, and grabbed a bottle out of the cabinet. He brought it to her, and asked, "what is that for?" She unscrewed the lid, and took a swig. "To steady my hand." She took another swig, then set it on the table. She threaded the needle, and got ready to start sewing him up, but Norton stopped her. "You drink whiskey, then try to work on me?" "If you would rather, I can let you bleed to death, you asshole! It was MY car you tried to steal." He put the wooden spoon back in his mouth, and turned away from her glare.

She sewed up the gaping hole, cleaned it with a bit of the whiskey, then bandaged the wound. "You're done." She took another swig from the whiskey, then handed the bottle to Norton. He took a swig, then looked at the stitches. "Pretty good." She took the bottle from him again, and took another swig. "Touch my car again, and I'll let you die." "Come on, Norton. Let's get you to bed for a while," Konan said.

Kev wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and laughed. "You know, that's the first time anyone won an arguement with him." She noticed the look on Scott's face, and walked over to him. "What's wrong, babe?" "I'm speechless. How did you know how to do that?" She smiled at him. "I was a girl scout. And, I had a really good biology teacher, that showed me he was shot in a "safe" spot." "So you did pay attention..." "It's hard to watch you the whole time, and not catch some of the things you said."

Konan came back into the room. "Hey, Konan, what was the deal with her car?" "This guy called this morning. He said that he wanted to rip off the insurance company. He wanted us to steal the car from the shop, and torch it." "Mother fucker..." She turned to go toward the door, but Scott grabbed her. "Where are you going?" "To see Bryan." "No, you're not." An idea formed in his head. He grinned at her, and raised his brow. "Let me and the boys go see him." "But, yesterday he..." "He caught me off gaurd. I won't make that mistake twice." "What do I do?" "Stay here and keep an eye on Norton."

"Hate to break in here, but who is Bryan?" Kevin asked. "Her step-dad. I'll explain on the way. Will you come with me?" "Sure, man." Scott looked her in the eyes. "I want to rip his..." She was cut off by his lips crashing down on her's. She opened for him, when his tongue slid across her lower lip. "What do you want done to him?" he whispered. "I want him torched, like he wanted my car." "I'll do it." "No, you won't! Think about it, Scott. That article that Kevin brought over this morning... They know I'm with you, but they know they can't force me to leave you. If you do anything against him, you will be the first person they think of." "No one will ever find out it was me. Trust me." He kissed her one more time. "Be careful, Scott, please." "I will."

Scott went out the door, with Kevin behind him. Once in the car, he slammed the door. "What are we going to do?" Kevin asked. "Kill him." "How?" "Brakeline."

When Scott and Kevin arrived at Bryan and Ivory's house, they noticed an unexpected visitor. "What is he doing here?" Scott said aloud. "Who?" "Coach Callaway. He's Jade's ex." "That guy?" "Hey, I don't know what she saw in him, but he helped me and her out yesterday. I'd like to know what he's up to today."

Scott yelled out the window, "hey, Callaway..." He turned to look, then walked over to the car. He leaned inside the window. "Hey, Hall. What's up?" "That's what I was going to ask you. What are you doing here?" "I wanted to know if they heard from Jade. Where is she?" "Safe. She's with some friends of mine." He just nodded. "You knocked him out yesterday. What makes you think they're going to open the door for you?" "Thought it was worth a try," he laughed. "What's your excuse?" "Taking care of business, chico." "I don't like the sound of that." "Jade needs her stuff, and she's afraid to come back here." "They're sure as hell not going to open the door for you. You took her baby girl away."

Kevin stepped out of the car. "Where are you going, Big Kev?" "Let me give it a shot." He walked up to the front door, and knocked. "Who is it," came a cracking female voice from the other side. "Hello, ma'am. My name is Kevin Nash. I represent Scott and Jade Hall." The door swung open, but a man stood on the other side. "Who?" "I represent Scott and Jade Hall." "She married the son of a bitch!?" "Well, sir, the law can not keep her from marrying him." "What do you want?" "Jade would like some of her personal effects, but she is afraid to return to this house." "Afraid?" "Apparently, she is scared of you. Therefor, she and Mr. Hall have hired me to claim them for her. If you would direct me to her things, it will only take a few minutes."

Bryan opened the door wide, and walked away. Ivory looked at the man, then turned away. "Follow me." She lead him into her room. "She hasn't spent much time here lately, so I cleaned her room. If you are looking for anything in particular, maybe I can help you." "I would appreciate it. Does she have a suitcase, or something like that?" "She had her gym bags at her friend's house. I think she had another one in her closet." Kevin went after it.

"Did she really marry him?" "I don't know, ma'am. That's just what they told me." "Is she ok?" "She's fine. She made some allegations that your husband molested her, though." She laughed. "Bryan!?" "Yes, ma'am." "He told me she wanted to date him before we were engaged, but nothing ever happened." "Well, she told me a different story, ma'am. She said he forced her to give him oral gratification." Her eyes welled up with tears.

While Kevin was in the house, packing some of Jade's things, Scott went to work. "What the hell are you doing, Hall?" "The son of a bitch forced himself onto my woman, then when she leaves, he hires my buddies to torch the car her father bought her, before he died. Now, I have a buddy sitting at his place with a gun shot wound, and a very upset girlfriend." He crawled under the car, grabbed the brake line, and snipped it. "So you're going to kill him?" "Tell me you didn't think of the same thing when she told us yesterday." "I did, but..." "But nothing. The bastard deserves to die."

Mark sighed, as he looked at the house. "Rest in peace, mother fucker." Scott reached his hand up to Mark. "I knew I could trust you." Mark helped him up. "Hey, there's your buddy. Hurry up. Get back in your car." Scott ducked, and rushed over to the car. He eased the door open, and slid in. He sat up for a second, before he saw Bryan come out of the house, and get in his car. He ducked down, and waited for Kevin. He heard Bryan's car start, and peel out as kevin put the bag in the back seat. He closed the door, and slid in beside Scott.

"Did you get it done?" "Yeah. What pissed him off?" Kevin laughed. "I told them you two got married." Scott laughed, until mark walked over to his window. "If he happens to live, make sure Jade stays safe." "Nothing to worry about, man." They bumped fists, before Mark went to his truck. Scott started the car. "What was that about?" "He watched me do it. He wanted to kill him, too. Do you have a cell?" "Yeah, why?" "Call the house, and get Jade on the phone, please."

Kevin did as asked, and handed the phone to Scott. "Scott!?" "I'm ok, baby. Turn on one of the news stations." "Why?" "They'll show his ass burning, eventually." "Where are you?" "We just left their house. We'll be there before long." "Ok, baby. Hurry." "I will."

As he walked in the door sometime later, she switched the channel, and a news bulletin broke in. "There's a police chase on right now. And... Holy shit! It's his car!" "And he's in it with no brakes." She looked up at Scott, then went over to him. He wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her. He lifted her off of the ground. "He just crashed," Kevin said. Scott set her down, and they went over to the tv. The car was flipping down the freeway, then was hit by a semi. The car burst into flames. She held her breath, waiting to see if Bryan would escape. After a few minutes, the car exploded, with him still inside. She jumped into Scott's arms. "Thank you, baby!" She kissed him. "Do you know what I want to do right now?" He laughed. "I have an idea."

"Hey, Jade," Kevin said. "Yeah, Kev?" "You need to change shirts." "Why?" "I have a new one for you." Scott smiled at her. "Do me a favor, and put it on." He set her down, so she could take the shirt. She looked at the shirt, and realized it matched the others'. "Got a new one for you, too, Scott." Scott pulled off his shirt, and took the shirt from Kevin. He pulled it on over his head. Jade set her shirt on the back of the couch, and stared at it. Scott stepped up behind her, and put his hands on her hips. "What's wrong, chica?" "I... I've never fit in with a group." "Today, you earned your spot in our group," Kevin said. "You doctored Norton, even though he was trying to steal your car, and you ordered your first hit on someone."

Scott slid his hands up to her ribs, and whispered in her ear, "put it on." She turned around to face Scott and Kevin. She pulled off the plain black baby doll, and put on the black and white "nWo" baby doll. She stared up into Scott's eyes. "Nice rack," Kevin said. She blushed as she laughed.

"Well, guys. We're one step closer to having our family back together. I say we party tonight," Kevin said. All of the other guys agreed. "Who's going on a beer run?" "I'll go," Scott said. Kevin slapped him on the back, and whispered, "man, you have a beautiful girl in front of you that wants to get laid. Take care of her, before she gets drunk." "Is my room still empty?" "Yep." "Need me to chip in for the beer?" "Nope. Go on. I'll start some noise down here, so we don't have to hear you." With an arm around her back, and one behind her knees, he picked her up, and carried her up to his old room.

Scott took her hand, and lead her down the stairs some time later. Konan met them at the bottom. He handed her a bottle of Jack Daniels. "I got this as kind of an apology. I wouldn't have messed with your ride if I'd of known it belonged to the Bad Guy's lady." "Thanks, Konan." She opened the bottle, and took a long drink before letting Scott lead her to the dining room. Kevin and Sean had set up a poker game at the table. They sat at the table with them, and Scott said, "deal me in." "What are we betting?" Jade asked. Kevin grinned at her. "Now that there's a woman in the house again, why don't we play strip poker?"

Jade turned to Scott, and smiled at him. He shrugged. "If you want to play..." "Deal me in," she said. She beat them that round, leaving them without shirts. Kevin dealt out another round of hands. Again, she beat them, leaving them shoeless. The next round, Kevin beat her. She reached down to pull off the shirt, but he said, "nuh-uh. I've seen you without the shirt. Take off the skirt." She looked at Scott, and he laughed. "I can't help you. He beat you. I lost." She stood from the table, and slid the skirt off. Kevin whistled. "Spin for Big Daddy." She did as told. As she sat back down, she said, "shuffle and deal, Kev. You're going to lose your pants."

After a few more rounds, they were all left in their underwear. The others had dwindled off til it was only Kevin, Scott and Jade. She had finished the bottle of whiskey as they played the last hand. A song came on that she liked, and she got up to dance to it by herself. She closed her eyes, and swayed to the beat, while the guys watched her. Neither one of them wanted to take their eyes off of her. "Hey, Scott?" "Yeah?" "Are you going to stop her?" "From dancing in her panties? Hell no." "Mind if I..." "Dance with her? Go for it."

She felt his body heat as he stepped up behind her. She leaned back against him, and instantly knew it wasn't Scott. She opened her eyes to look at Scott. He winked and nodded. She closed her eyes again, and moaned as Kevin wrapped his large hand around her breast. He slid his other hand up her thigh, and into her panties. He laid two fingers over her opening, then slowly worked them inside. She gasped, and laid her hand on his arm. He leaned down, and whispered, "what do you taste like, baby?" "Lick your fingers, and find out," she sighed. He slid his fingers out, and brought them to his lips, and licked them. She felt the rumble in his chest as he moaned. "Like a ripe peach."

Her eyes snapped open as a mouth closed around her nipple. She looked down to see Scott. With two sets of hands roaming her body, she couldn't handle it. "Would one of you please fuck me." "Go lay down on the couch," Kevin whispered. She slid her panties off, and threw them into the pile with her other clothes, before going into the living room. "Are you sure you're cool with this?" "As long as she is, I am." Kevin went into the living room, and got on his knees on the floor. He gently spread her legs with his hands on her thighs.

Scott had followed him into the living room, and took a seat to watch them. She ran her fingers through Kevin's short blonde hair, as he bit and suckled her breasts. As he went lower, he spread her lower lips with his fingers. He slowly slid his tongue inside her. She writhed and moaned as he worked her hole like his tongue was a hurricane.

"Scott," she sighed. "Yeah, baby?" "Come here." He got up, and went over to her. She stroked him through his underwear. "Is this one of my lessons?" "Yeah, to let me watch." She pulled his length out of his underwear, and ran her thumb along the under side. "I have a new one." "What's that, chica?" "Let me ride Kevin while I suck you off." "Have you done that before?" "No, but I've wanted to." She looked down at Kevin, who had stopped eating her. "Would you mind?"

He moved up her body so fast that it scared her. He claimed her lips with a hard, hungry kiss, and searched her mouth thoroughly with his tongue. She laid back under him, and wrapped her arms around his neck. As he moved down to her neck then her breasts, she said, "I'll take that as a no." She pushed on his shoulders, and he looked up at her, his hazel eyes dark with desire, and heavy with need. "Sit up, Big Daddy." He let her get up, and took off his underwear, before sitting down. She stood in front of Scott, and softly kissed his chest. "Are you sure you want me in your mouth?" Her blue eyes met his brown. "You're the only man I want in my mouth." "Then, I'll let you."

With her back toward Kevin, she straddled him, and guided his cock inside her. As she slid down his length, he leaned forward, and nibbled on her collar bone, while clamping his hands around her breasts. "No bruising my woman, Kev," Scott warned. She leaned forward, and licked the head of his shaft, before taking him all the way into her mouth. He tunneled his fingers in her hair as he closed his eyes, and leaned his head back, while she moved for both of the men.

When he looked down at her, she was looking up at him. He knew then that he was right that morning, when he said was going to train her. She was so beautiful, young, loyal, and eager to please him. He would mold her into the best lover any man could ask for.

Scott and Jade didn't make it back to the house until almost noon. When they pulled up, Mark was in front of the house, laying back on his motorcycle, with his sunglasses and bandana on. She hardly noticed him, because she was still drunk, but Scott didn't miss him. He got up, and walked over to them, as Scott got out of the car, and helped Jade out.

"What do you want, Callaway?" "I had to see her for myself." "She's fine." "Yeah, I'm fine, Mark. I just need to get to bed right now." "She's drunk." She started giggling. "We just got back from a party. We've been awake since yesterday morning. We need some sleep." He stepped up to her, and petted her cheek. "I worry about you," he said. "Well, don't. I'm just fine with Scott. He's taking good care of me."

He stepped back. That's when he noticed the shirts. "Where did you two get those?" "What's it to you?" "Tell me you didn't take her to meet that bunch of thugs." "How do you know about them?" "I have my roots in the underground. I know things." Jade moaned as she leaned her head on Scott's chest. "Baby, I need to go lay down." "Go ahead. I'll be in there in a minute." She stumbled her way inside.

Mark waited until the door was closed behind her. "I talked to her mom this morning. She's worried about Jade." "I think I made it clear yesterday. I'm not going to let anything happen to her." "She said you two are married." "Kevin said that to piss Bryan off. We're not married." "You're quick to say you're not, but would you?" "That's not even an option until everything cools down. I'm taking care of her," he stressed the last sentence. "You're sure doing a good job of that. She's drunk, and she fucked up on something else. I can tell it in her eyes." "I didn't see her take anything else. She drank a bottle of Jack, that's it."

Mark glared at Scott. "Keep her away from that group. That's no place for a girl like her to be." "If you know so damn much about nWo, you would have known that I've been a part of them. I helped create them. There's no safer place in the world for her, than with me and the guys." "That girl still has a future if she gets away from you." "That's just it. You still see her as a girl. She is a woman now, and she can choose what she wants to do. Right now, she wants to be in bed with me." "If you get that girl pregnant and leave her, I will hunt your ass down, and kill you with my bare hands. If you ever hit her, I will kill you. You think your buddies are a bunch of bad asses? Do that girl wrong just once, and I'll show you hell."

With that said, Mark went back to his motorcycle, started it, and took off. Scott turned and went into the house, the weight of Mark's words on his shoulders. He went into the bedroom where he found her sprawled out on the bed, fully clothed. He went over to her, and helped her out of her shoes and skirt, before stripping away his own clothes. He laid down beside her, and took her into his arms. She moved to get comfortable, and laid her head on his chest. "Jade, are you awake?" "Barely." "If I asked you to marry me, would you say yes?" "No." "What about kids?" "Thanks to a car accident when I was little, I can't have any." For a moment, he wasn't sure if her answers eased the weight on him, or added to it.

chapter 8

Scott had a hard time finding sleep as he thought of what was said from Mark and Jade. He loved her; he had no doubts about that. She was the best lover he'd had. But he knew one day he would want to get married, and have kids. But he didn't want to let her get away from him. He kissed the top of her head, and fell asleep.

When he awoke, she was watching him. "Good morning, handsome." "Morning?" "You've been asleep since yesterday." Her eyes sparkled like diamonds. "Come here, beautiful." She leaned over him, and he wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her down for a kiss. Out of curiousity he asked her, "what do you remember from the party?" "Playing poker. That's it." "Do you feel ok?" "Yeah. Why?" "Somebody must have slipped you something. Probably Kevin." "Why?" "It's not important."

"Ok. I have coffee and breakfast in the kitchen." He looked at her shocked. "You can cook?" "A little." "You're not trying to kill me?" he teased. "Maybe fuck you to death, but not with my cooking." He laughed as he patted her ass. "Alright. I'll get up."

As he sat at the kitchen table, the previous days' conversation came back to him. "You really can't have kids?" She looked like a deer caught in headlights. "How did you..." "I asked if you wanted kids yesterday morning, you said you can't have any." Her head dropped. "No, I can't. I was in a car accident when I was 6. A piece of metal pierced my goods. The doctors couldn't get the bleeding to stop, so they had to take everything out." A tear slid down her cheek.

"Come here, babe." She walked over to him, and he pulled her onto his lap. He set his chin on her shoulder. "I also asked if you would say yes if I proposed." She smiled at him. "That's sweet, but no." "Why not?" "Because, if a man is going to get married, he wants to have kids. I can't give you kids." "What if I said that wasn't an issue?" "I would think about it more. How did this come up after a few days?" "Kevin told Bryan and your mom that we were married. And Mark believed your mom when she told him." "Mark? What does he have to do with this?" "He was there when I rigged Bryan's car, and he was here when we got back yesterday." "Oh."

He turned her head so he could look her in the eyes. "I don't care if we can't have kids. I want you to be with me. I quit my job, because of you. I let you move in here, I've been dealing with Mark, I went back to my old ways to support us, and, to top it all off, I killed the bastard that was abusing you. I've invested too much in us to let you go because of something you can't control." She wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him. "Besides, it's only been a few days. I may get tired of you," he teased. She gave him a playful slap on the back. "That's not funny, Scott."

As he ate his breakfast, and watched her doing light housework, he realized this was as close to domestic bliss as he was going to get. He wondered how long it would last once she found out exactly what the group does. He remembered what they had done when he worked with them before. The drug deals, the sniper shots, the robbery, and car bombs... The Columbian neck ties... He was lucky he hadn't been caught before. He had so much more to lose if he was caught now. He knew that if he went to prison, Mark would be there to console Jade, and take her away from him. He just had to be even more careful than he was before.

Once he was done eatting, he took a shower. When he got out, she was dressed in leather pants and a strappy shirt. He stopped to stare at her. When she saw him, she forgot what she was doing. Water was dripping from his hair onto his chest, and streaking downward from there. She knew he wouldn't fight her if she went over and pulled his towel off.

"I, uh... Damn you look good," he said. "You took the words out of my mouth," she replied. He looked at the clock on the tv. 'It's eleven... Damn it.' "We need to leave soon." She tore her eyes from him, and went back to putting her clothes back in her bag. When she turned back to see if he went to the room, he hadn't moved. "You need to get dressed if we're going anywhere." "Oh. Uh... Yeah." She picked up her bags, and carried them toward him. She turned him around, and pushed him toward the bedroom. She left him standing just inside the doorway, as she put her bags in the corner. When she walked by him again, he grabbed her. "Do me a favor." "Anything." "Don't drink today, unless I give it to you. I don't want you to get drugged by one of the guys." "Alright."

Later that night, at the mansion, Kevin cornered her, while Sean had Scott busy working on their next job. "Hey. Do you want some more of what you had the other night?" "I'm ok with a beer." "I didn't mean the Jack. I meant the pills." "What pills?" "The XTC you asked for." "No. I'm cool." He leaned in closer. "Are you sure? Didn't you have fun with me?" "What are you talking about?" "When you were fucking me." "Scott would never..." "He gave both of us permission. He watched us." He laid his hand on her neck, and caressed her jawline with his thumb. "This time, I want you all to myself."

She tried to push his hand away. "I don't think so, Kev." His hand wouldn't move, except for his thumb, which pressed on her windpipe. "Nobody tells me no." He laid his free hand on her hip. "We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. You can meet me in the bathroom, and do as I say, or I can drag you to my bedroom, and rape you. Which would you rather do?" A tear slid down her cheek. "I'll meet you in the bathroom." "That's a good girl." He handed her a few pills. "Take one, now." She put one on her tongue, and washed it down with the beer. "Go up the stairs, turn left, and go straight. Sit in there, and wait for me." He looked over his shoulder, to make sure no one was watching them. "Wipe your eyes, and go."

She did as instructed. Kevin walked back over to Sean and Scott, as if nothing happened. "How's it going?" "We found our point of entry, it's a basic alarm system. Cut the wire, and no one knows. We have the route mapped straight to the jewels," Sean said. "Hey, Big Kev, have you seen Jade?" "No. She probably went outside for a walk. I'm sure she just got tired of being surrounded by guys." Scott smiled at his best friend. "Probably." "I'll go dig up my little black book, and see if I can find her a woman to hang out with." Scott chuckled. "You just want to get laid." Kevin tipped his beer toward Scott. "You know me too well."

Kevin went up the stairs, and met her in the bathroom. He could tell by the look in her eyes that the mixture of beer and XTC was taking its effect. But she still didn't smile, or welcome him. He had his way with her, and even forced her to take another pill while he was still inside her. Once he was done with her, and they were redressed, he told her, "go back downstairs. Don't say a word to Scott." Kevin laughed. "He wouldn't believe you anyways." She hung her head, and went down the stairs. She didn't even look for Scott as she went to the door, outside, and got into the back seat of the car. She curled up, and cried until she fell asleep.

Later that night, when Scott took her back home, they were again greeted by Mark. Scott picked her up, out of the car, and was met at the car door by Mark. "What the hell did you do to her?" "She's been drinking. That's all. I made sure of it." "She's blue, you idiot! She needs to go to the hospital." "No, she doesn't!" "Mark," she moaned. "I don't feel very good." "If you won't take her to the hospital, I will. Give her to me."

Scott was visibly shaken as he held her in his arms. He looked down at her, and realized she was blue in the face. Mark took her from his arms, and carried her to his motorcycle. He helped her on, and got on behind her. "Lean back against me, baby. I'll get you some help." He fired up the hawg, and took off to the hospital.

When she awoke, she wasn't sure where she was, but the hand cradling her's was a comfort to her. She squeezed the hand, hoping to let the person know she was awake. She opened her eyes, but quickly closed them because of the bright light over head. "Jade? Baby, are you awake?" she heard Mark ask. "You should have let me die." "What happened to you?" "I took four XTC pills. Scott's friend forced me to take two. I took two more on the way home. The son of a bitch raped me." "Who? Scott?" "No. Kevin."

He brought her hand to his lips, and kissed it. "Nobody is going to get to you. Scott can't even get to you right now." "Where am I?" "You're at the hospital. They had to pump your stomach, and they're flushing your system now." "He'll find me." "No, he won't. You're in here under a different name. I'm not going to let anyone hurt you again." "You should have let me die," she repeated. "Why? You are eighteen. You have your whole life ahead of you. Finding a good man, marriage, kids..." "I have no reason to live! My mother did nothing to keep her husband away from me. The man I thought was a good one let his buddy fuck me while he watched, then wasn't there when he raped me tonight. And, even if I find a good man to marry, he'll only wind up divorcing me." "I wouldn't." "Yeah, right... You'll eventually want kids, and I can't give them to you." He sat back in the chair, processing what she said, but didn't let go of her hand. "You wanna run that by me again?" She explained to him why she'll never be a mother.

Not wanting to press her for information, he changed the subject. "I uh... I called your mom." "You did what!?" "Calm down. I told her what's going on, and made her an offer." "What kind of offer?" "She said she can't deal with you and Bryan's funeral, so I offered to give you a place to stay." "But..." "AND, I told her I would get you back in school to finish out the year. You've only missed a couple days of school. I want you to get out the right way." She sighed, and looked down at her hands. "I guess I don't get my say in the matter." "Nope."

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Down stairs in the lobby, Scott and Kevin had just arrived, and were trying to get information from the desk clerk. "I'm looking for Jade Clark. A man named Mark Callaway brought her in a few hours ago." She typed on the keyboard, trying to find her. "I don't see a Jade Clark. A Jade Callaway was brought in." "That son of a... What room is she in?" "628." "Thank you." "That's a protected floor. They're going to ask for some form of i.d." "Thank you."

They rode the elevator up to the sixth floor. "I just don't know what happened to her. When I went outside at the house earlier, she was curled up in the back seat. She was fine, then, but she was blue when we got to the house." "Maybe she found some of my pills, and took some." "Come on, man... She's not an idiot." "Stranger things have happened." "Only if we caused them."

Once the doors opened, a gaurd stood from his desk, and asked for their i.d.s. "Who are you here to see?" Scott gritted his teeth. "Jade Callaway." "I'm sorry, Mr. Hall. Only one gentleman is allowed in her room, and that is Mr. Callaway." "She's my girlfriend! And, her name isn't Callaway. It's Clark." "You must be mistaken. Mr. Callaway is her husband." "Could you possibly get Mark out here? I'd like to have a word with him." "I'll have one of the nurses get him."

After a few minutes, Mark met them at the gaurd's desk. "Hey, yo... What the hell is the idea, chico?" "The idea is to keep you and your buddy here as far away from Jade as possible." Mark turned to the other man. "Are you Kevin?" "Yeah." "If we weren't in a hospital, I'd beat your ass until your own mother couldn't recognize you." "What did I do?" "You know damn well what you did." "Fill me in, then," Scott said. "He gave her four pills of XTC. He forced her to take two, so he could rape her. She took the other two on the way to your house to kill herself, because you didn't protect her."

"I want to see her," Scott said. "She doesn't want to see you." "Let me see her. If she tells me she doesn't want to see me, I'll bring her stuff up here for her, and never bother her again." Mark looked at him long and hard. "Fine, but Kevin stays out here." "Remove any sharp objects from your pockets, sir," the gaurd said. "What?" "She tried to commit suicide, sir. It's a precaution." Scott emptied his pockets onto the gaurd's desk, then followed Mark to her room.

"Hey, baby," Scott said as he entered the room. Jade looked behind him at Mark. "I thought you said he wouldn't find me?" "I'm sorry, darlin'." Scott went to her side, and reached for her hand, but she pulled it away. "Tell me what happened." "I tried to OD on XTC." "Why?" "Because of Kevin. Because of you." "Did he really rape you?" "Yes." "Why didn't you tell me?" "Like Kevin said, you wouldn't believe me." "I love you. Of course I would have believed you." "Scott, just go away. I don't need your kind of lifestyle." He was quiet for a moment. "You don't want to see me anymore?" "No, I don't." "But..."

"You heard her. She doesn't want to see you anymore. Get her things, and bring them up here." Scott continued to look down at her. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, baby." He turned, and went to the door. With one last look at her, he went out. He slowly walked back to the gaurd's desk, and put his things back in his pockets. "What happened, Hall?" Scott looked up at Kevin, and punched him. "I lost my woman because of you."

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Back in the room, Mark sat back down, and took her hand again. "He promised to bring your bags here, and leave you alone, if he got to see you." She laid there silently staring off into space. "Jade?" "I'm ok, Mark." She squeezed his hand to reassure him. "I'm not going to jump into bed with you, just because I have to live with you." "That's fine. You can sleep in the guest room." "And, you can't treat me like a child." He chuckled. "Alright, but I have a few rules, too." "Ok." "You won't be going out without me, and you will get your school work done." "I have to get into a school first." "We'll work on that when you get out of here." "Ok."

The doctors released Jade into Mark's care the next day. Their first objective was to get Jade back into school. As they walked up the path to the front doors, she looked at him and said, "this is the worst idea I've ever heard." "The worst he can say is no." "He doesn't say anything. He yells it." Mark shrugged. "So be it." He held the door open for her, and they turned left into his office. "What the hell is she doing back here, Taker?" "Is Vince in, Mae?" "Yes, but..." "Thanks."

He half dragged Jade past the elderly woman, and into Vince's office. "Can I speak to you for a sec, Vince?" "What is she doing here?" "Her mom can't handle her, and she left Scott. I took her in to keep her out of trouble." He looked from her to Vince. "Look, she has agreed to settle down, and abide by my rules until the end of the school year. But she has to finish the year. There are only four weeks left. Can't you let her back in? Once school is out, you'll never have to see her again." "After the mockery she made of my school!?"

"Look, what happened was as much mine and Scott's fault as her's. You took a chance on keeping me. Take a chance on her." "Absolutely not!" "Look, I'll be here if anything goes wrong. I'll be watching her as well." "Mr. McMahon, I apologize for what happened. Coach Callaway and Mr. Hall were school girl crushes. I have gotten over them, and have realized what is important. I need to finish school." Vince looked at both of them. "If there is one single problem with you, Ms. Clark, I will hold you back another year, and you will not be welcomed here next year." "I promise to behave, Mr. McMahon." "Then you may return to your classes as soon as today." "Thank you, sir."

As they left the office, Mark said, "make sure you hold true to your word." "I will, Mark." "It's Coach Callaway, while we're here, remember?" "Yes, sir, Coach." "Do you have everything you need here?" "Yeah. Everything is in my locker." "Alright. Go to class. I'll meet you at the truck after school." "Ok."

She did fine getting back into the swing of things. Then, it was time for biology. The substitue teacher couldn't hold her attention. She could feel the stares from her classmates, then would think of Scott. Tears began to well up in her eyes, just before the final bell rang. She went to her locker, and gathered her homework, then went out to the parking lot. She set her books on the hood of the truck, and waited for him. "Hey, Jade, my offer still stands," Hunter yelled at her. "Go to hell, Hunter."

"Something wrong, Jade?" "No, Coach Callaway. Hunter was just being a prick." "Get in the truck." He swallowed hard as Mark walked up to him. "If I catch you near her again, I'll tell the guys in the locker room that you want to play with their balls." "You wouldn't." "Try me." Hunter turned, and walked away. Mark waited until Hunter was in his car, before getting in the truck. "Are you ok, darlin'?" "Yeah," she sighed. "Hard day?" She let out a humorless laugh. "When people weren't staring at me, I thought of him." "Well, it's not getting any better. Now we have to go home." He started the truck, and they were off. "Oh, gawd... Now I have to be alone with Mark," she thought.

Once they arrived at the house, he lead her inside. "Home sweet home," she mumbled. "Your room's on the left, I'm on the right, bathroom in the middle. Dinner at seven." She went into her new quarters, and dropped her bags, and books. When she came back out, she asked, "do you mind if I take a bath before homework?" Mark stopped walking toward his room. "I uh... I suppose so. I mean, you can." "Thanks." She went back to the bedroom, and retrieved her bubble bath, razor, and shaving cream.

She laid back in the hot water for a while, letting the tension of the past days ease from her body. Then, she started on her legs. She was half way through with her left leg, when she knicked her knee. "Ow! Fuck!" Mark rushed through the door. "What the fuck..." "What did you do? Did you try it again?" "Try what?" "To kill yourself." "No, Mark. I cut myself shaving. Would you chill." "Look, I don't want you to try anything on me." She threw her fists down into the water so hard that water and bubbles splashed up on Mark. "Damn it! I asked you not to treat me like a child."

Mark blew the bubbles out of his face, then wiped at them. She looked up at him, and laughed. Then, she noticed he had taken his shirt off. "Oops... Sorry, Mark." He laughed. "If you're going to act like a baby, do I need to bathe you, too?" Her jaw dropped. "I uh... um..." She giggled. "Would you?" "No. You're supposed to behave." "I wouldn't be doing anything wrong." "I thought you weren't getting in my bed." She stood from the tub, and grabbed a towel. "You're right, hun. I promised to be good." She bent over, and unplugged the tub, then went to her room. "This is not going to last," he thought.

Before they went to bed, Mark had opened the doors that connected the bathroom to the bedrooms. He wanted to be able to look in on her from his bed. Sleep was still eluding him when he heard her tossing in bed. He sat up as she started fighting something in her dream. "Jade?" He didn't get an answer, so he got out of bed, and went over to her's. "Hey, wake up," he said as he shook her shoulder. "Get away," she moaned. He sat beside her, and grabbed both shoulders, and tried again. "Wake up!" Her eyes snapped open, and were filled with fear.

"You ok, darlin'?" She sat up, and wrapped her arms around his neck. After a moment, he slid his arms around her. "It's ok, Jade. It was just a nightmare." "They were here. Scott was trying to kill you, and Kevin was..." "Shhh... It's ok. Nobody's here but us." He squeezed her body tight against his. "Lay back down, darlin'. Nothing and no one is going to get you." "Will you... would you sit here until I get back to sleep?" "I'll lay down with you for a while." They laid down, back to front, and he held her as they both drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, when she woke up, his length was pressing into the back of her thigh. Still foggy from sleep, she laid her hand on his hip, and pressed back against him. Barely waking up himself, he ran his hand down her stomach as he pressed against her. She moaned as he kissed along her neck. He slid his hand into her small shorts to find her warm wetness. She tilted her hips toward his fingers. He groaned when he found her slick and ready for him. He pushed her shorts down, then released his length from his sweatpants. He lifted her leg, to slide inside her.

"Mmm... Mark..." He stopped when he heard her voice. "Oh, shit... Jade..." He finally opened his eyes, and looked at her. "We weren't supposed to..." "Shh... You're already in me." She slid her hand in his sweats over his ass, and dug her fingers in. "It feels good to have you in me again." He slowly thrust in and out of her as he ran his hands over her body. She ran her hands over his tattooed arms. "You wouldn't believe how much I've missed being one with you, Mark." "Can you tell what I'm thinking?" She grinned. "Roll with me, babe."

They rolled onto their knees, and he picked up the pace. He leaned over her, and nibbled and sucked her collar bone. As he pushed his cock into her harder and deeper, he pulled her up with him. "I missed how well you grip me, baby. How your pussy fits me like a glove." They both moaned as they felt their release coming. She cried out his name as they came together.

Once spent, he pulled out of her, and laid on his back. "How did we go from me protecting you from a nightmare to us fucking?" She giggled. "You had morning wood." She placed kisses over his chest. "Someone had to take care of it for you. Besides, I owed you for being a sweetheart." He gave her a sideways grin. "It wasn't because you wanted to take care of it for me, huh?" "Well, there was that, too." She softly ran her hand over his chest. "Since you said we couldn't see each other anymore, I've tried to replace you. I found out that no man compares to you." He ran his fingers through her touseled hair, and smiled at her. "Damn, I'm really falling for this girl again," he thought to himself.

He pulled her down, and kissed her. "Just so you know, I didn't want to start things back up with us until you were out of school." She smiled at him. "Nobody knows but us. We can keep trying to fight it, if you want." "Tonight, it's going to be easy. I'm inviting my brother over for dinner." "I can make a cake for dessert, if you want." "That would be sweet of you." "What's going to keep me from licking frosting off of you once he leaves?" "We'll have to worry about that later. We have to get ready to go."

Once school was out, Jade waited by the truck for Mark. "Hey, Jade, I got something for you," Hunter yelled from the next row of cars. "No, thanks, Hunter." "Come on. It's a peace offering for being such an asshole." She sighed as she set her books on the hood of the truck. She walked toward him, then heard squealing tires. She turned toward the sound, and saw Scott's car coming her way fast. She was tackled by a large body, and pulled out of the way.

Once the car passed by, she broke free of the arms that held her, and went over to Hunter. "You sorry son of a bitch! Thought you could help him get rid of me!?" She punched him as hard as she could. Two large hands clamped around her arms. "What's going on here, darlin'?" Mark asked. "A guy tried to run her down," another voice said. "Hunter," Mark almost growled. "Honest, 'Taker, I had nothing to do with it." Jade tried to kick him. "Bullshit! You called me over here to give him a chance." Hunter reached into his car, and pulled out a pint of Jack. "I was going to give you this. Chawni said it's the kind you like."

The big man that tackled her came around the car, and clamped a hand on Hunter's shoulder. "I'll take care of this one, bro. Get her home before anything else happens." "Nah. If her name is brought up in Vince's office, she's screwed. Hand over the bottle." Hunter handed Mark the bottle of whiskey. "I believe I told you to stay away from her, didn't I?" "Yeah, but..." "But nothing. The boys are going to be on you like stink on shit tomorrow." "Come on, Taker. I was trying to be nice." Mark laughed. "In all the time you've been here, boy, you haven't been nice to anyone."

He inspected the bottle. "Giving a girl whiskey... If you want to apologize to a lady, you bring her flowers." "I'll remember that, coach." "Now, get the hell out of here." Jade watched him get into the car, and noticed a familiar shirt. She tried to break free of Mark's grip as Hunter started the car, and pulled away. "Damn it!" "What?" "The son of a bitch had an nWo shirt in the seat. He was working with Scott and Kevin." "I saw it. Let's go to the house. I have a feeling we need to check it out before we go inside."

They stopped at the grocery store, before they made it to the house. Mark made her stay in the truck, while he checked it out. "Alright. It's safe," he said as he grabbed the bags out of the back. She carried her books in the house, and went to her room. The bed drew her attention. She didn't remember making the bed that morning, and had a feeling Mark didn't do it. Then she noticed the slight bump in the covers.

She pulled back the blanket, and saw the picture and a red rose. She picked up the picture as she sat on the bed. As she looked at it, she was taken back to when it was taken. When Scott had caught on to her scheme, and carried her into the bedroom. She turned it over, and saw his writing on back. "Just a momento. Love, Scott"

Mark knocked on the door, bringing her back to the present. "Hey, do you still want to make that cake?" "Uh... Yeah." "What's that?" "A visitor left me a message." In two long strides, Mark was beside her. He read the back. "What's it a picture of?" She tried to put it away, but he stopped her. "You don't want to see it, and I don't want to show it to you." He pulled it out of her hand, and looked at it. He silently handed it back to her. "I told you."

She put the picture away, then followed him into the kitchen to start the cake. You could cut the tension in the air with a knife. After a few minutes, she said, "Mark?" "Yeah?" "Will you say something? I don't like it when you go silent like that." "Like what?" "Don't play dumb with me. You looked at that picture, then buttoned up." He stopped what he was doing, and looked her in the eyes. "You want me to say something? He shouldn't have had his hands on you." She smiled at him. "You're jealous." "Yeah, and upset that the mother fucker broke in the house to give it to you."

She laid her hand on his cheek. "Mark, think of something. Who's arms did I wake up in this morning?" "Mine." "And, who fucked me better than any man ever this morning?" He gave her his evil half grin. "I did." "And where will I be tonight?" In one swift motion, he wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her against his body. "In my bed." "Then, you have no reason to be jealous. As for him breaking in, why don't you call the cops on him?" "I'll handle it myself. I just need to cool down."

She reached to her side, and pulled some of the frosting from the tub with her finger. "Here, try the frosting." She spread it across his lips, and he laughed. "Try it with me." He leaned down, and kissed her. She closed her eyes, and licked her lips as he ended the kiss. "Delicious." When she opened her eyes, he was smiling at her. "Is this why we needed two things of frosting?" "Yeah. I told you I wanted to lick frosting off of you." She was surprised when he spread the sweet goop on her neck, and licked it off.

"Mark?" "Hmm?" "When is your brother going to be here?" "He said six earlier." "Why don't we have dessert before dinner tonight?" He grabbed the tub of frosting, and lead her toward his bedroom. Before they reached the room, there was a knock on the door. Mark growled. "Go in there, and put that frosting everywhere you want my tongue."

He turned and went to greet their untimely visitor. "Hey, bro. I brought the beer." Mark groaned. "You're early." "I thought you could use me here after earlier." "Can you give us an hour?" "Look, I'm not worried if dinner's done or not..." "Oh, Mark..." she called to him. "Just a sec," he called back. He looked at his brother. "I have a possibly naked woman in my bed with frosting on her, waiting for me to lick it off. Do I have to make it any clearer, Kane?" Kane laughed. "Nope. I'll come back." "Thank you."

Mark slammed the door shut, and went into the bedroom. The sight before him, made him stop dead in his tracks. She laid naked and spread eagle in the middle of the bed. Three small piles of the sweet vanilla cream stood out on her tanned skin. He grinned as he looked at the third pile that was on her clit. "You learned something new, huh?" She smiled up at him. "Come here, hun. I've got a few places I want to lick this off of."

Once dinner was done, Mark, Jade and Kane sat at the table to eat. Mark eyed his little brother. "Go ahead and say it." "Say what, bro?" "I know you want to say something about what's going on here. Just say it." "Ok. When you said you had a woman in your bed, I didn't think you meant one of my best students. I have a better picture of her tall cowboy, now." Mark grinned at her. "A cowboy, huh?" "I could have been writing about someone else." "Long auburn hair, green eyes, goatee..." Kane quoted from her story. "Ok. It was Mark, Mr. Kane." "You're screwing my brother. You don't have to call me mister. Just Kane."

"We have a problem. There was a lot of drama surrounding her split from Hall. Now, I don't think he was the one that tried to run her down today, but I know he was in this house while we were at the school." "How do you know it was him?" "He left a picture of us and a rose in my bed," Jade answered. "Do you remember the nWo, bro?" "Yeah. A bunch of low lifes that would do anything for a buck." "Hall's a part of them. He drug her into it, and their leader did her wrong. That's why she's staying with me. I want to make sure they can't get their hands on her again. With this kid Hunter getting mixed up with them, they could have constant watch on her."

"What can I do to help?" Mark grinned. "We need to send a message to them. Let them know that if they want her, they're gonna have to fight us to get to her." "Do you know where they hang out?" "I do," she said. "What's the plan?" He laid out the plan for Kane. "Sounds easy enough. When?" "This Saturday. We don't want to risk making any kind of connection to the school." "That gives us tomorrow and Friday to prepare... Alright." "No matter what happens, Kevin is mine," Mark growled.

Jade slowly reached for Mark's beer. He grabbed her hand, and kissed her fingers. "I don't think so, darlin'. You haven't done your homework, yet." Kane laughed. "I'd hate to hear that from my lover." "You'd have to have one, first," Mark teased.

Jade got up, and cleared away the empty plates. "Would you like a piece of cake, Kane?" "As long as that's not the same frosting you were wearing earlier." Mark kicked him under the table, and Kane laughed. She blushed as she cut him off a slice. "We didn't play with the cup this came out of." After she set the slice of cake in front of him, and sat, Kane said, "you know I'm not going to say anything about you two, but what if Vince finds out?" "He knows she's staying with me, and he knows we used to sleep together, so he probably thinks we are now." "So, why did he fire Hall for sleeping with her, and not you?" "Because me and the team put that school on the map. He couldn't replace me, even if he got Rudy Tomjonovich to coach the team."

Kane looked at them questioningly. "Aren't you two going to have some cake." Jade smiled. "I think I've had enough sweets for today. What about you, hun?" "Sure." While she was fixing his slice, Mark said to his brother, "I know this may not seem like a good idea, but right now, that girl has no one else to look after her. I care for her, a lot. I want her to do what's right. She made a mistake. Everybody does. But, for some reason, one of them wants her out of the picture. I'm not going to let that happen." "Well, you have me to help you. I don't want anything to happen to her, either. I'd like to see her do something with her talent." She set Mark's slice of cake in front of him. "I think you two are proof that there are good guys left in the world." They both growled. "A bit disturbed, but still good guys."

Saturday came fast; too fast for the brothers. They sat in the truck across the street from their target's home, trying their best to stay awake."Want some more coffee, bro?" "Yeah. Thanks, Kane." A white Escalade pulled up in front of the house. The driver's door opened, and Scott stepped out. "There's asshole number two," Taker growled. "Should we get him?" "Nah. Let's see what he's up to."

Scott went up to the door, and rang the bell. After a couple minutes, Hunter came out. They watched the two men talking. "Is it just me, or does it look like Hall is chewing Hunter's ass out?" Kane said. "That's what it looks like. Wonder what it's about." Scott pushed Hunter against the side of the house, and got in his face. Then, he quickly turned, and walked back to the Escalade. "Are we going to follow him?" "He's not our target today." Once Scott left, Hunter went to his car. "Looks like we get to follow him, though."

Once Hunter passed by on the cross street, Mark started the truck, and followed a safe distance behind him. After driving for a while, they pulled into a gas station behind Hunter. "You ready, Kane?" He pulled on his gloves, and pulled the mask over his face. "Yep." They watched him go inside, and waited. Once they saw him at the glass door, Mark got out of the truck. He intercepted Hunter before he got to his car. "Hey, Coach. Strange to see you on the weekend." "We need to have a talk." "Look, if this is about Jade, I told you, I don't know anything about the other car." A thick chain wrapped around Hunter's neck, and Kane held it tight. "I think you know a lot more than you're telling me." Hunter was gagging, gasping for air. "Now, you're going for a little ride with us. If you don't tell me what I want to know, you'll wish you were never born. Got it?" Hunter nodded.

They hauled Hunter over to the truck, and stuck him in the back seat of the extended cab. Kane sat beside him, still holding the chain. Mark drove far out into the woods, and stopped in a secluded area. Kane half dragged Hunter out of the truck. "Now, how long have you been with the nWo?" "A few days," Hunter said. "Who ordered the hit and run on Jade?" "I don't know." Mark punched him. "Maybe that will jog your memory." "All I know is Kevin said that was my first assignment, to help him get Jade." "So, he was driving the car?" "Yes." "Was that Hall's car?" "His old car. He traded it in for the Escalade, and Kevin bought it from the dealer." "Why?" "So he could make it look like Hall wants her dead." "Does he?" "No. He wants her back."

Mark paced in front of Hunter and Kane. "Can you get us in to see Kevin?" Hunter was silent. Kane pulled the chains tighter around his throat. Mark punched him again. "Can you!?" Kane loosened the chains a bit, so he could answer. "No one goes past those gates unless they are nWo or one of the guys' ladies." "Then we can get rid of you." "Hold on! Hold on! Jade can still get in. Scott would let you in if you had Jade with you." Mark lightly slapped Hunter's cheek, and smiled at him. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" He looked at Kane. "Take him out." Kane dropped the chain, and spun Hunter around. With a quick hard thrust of his fist, Kane hit Hunter between the eyes, knocking him out. "Let's strip him down, tie him up, and put him in his car." Mark thought about it. "Nah. I have a better idea for this little fucker. Let's go get Jade."

"This is a terrible idea," Jade said as she pulled the truck up to the front gate. Mark shushed her from the back seat. She leaned out of the window, and pushed the button on the speaker box. "What?" Scott's voice said through the speaker. "I'm here to see the Bad Guy," she purred. There was silence. "Scott? Are you going to let me in?" "Jade?" "Yes, papi?" The gate buzzed, then slid open. She drove through the gate, and started down the path to the house. As they pulled up to the house, she made sure to turn the truck back toward the gate.

As she turned the truck off, Scott came out of the house. Before he got too close to the truck, Mark and Glen snuck out the door, pulling Hunter with them. As Scott stepped up to the driver's window, the guys ran from the tailgate of the truck to the porch. She watched nervously as they went in.

"Hey, chica." Scott grabbed her hand, and kissed her wrist. "I've missed you." He leaned in the window for a kiss. She didn't want to, but was told to keep him outside as long as possible. She leaned over, and softly pressed her lips to his. "Is this Mark's truck?" "I stole it to come see you. Thank you for the picture and the rose." "You're welcome."

Meanwhile, inside the house, Mark and Kane tossed Hunter's battered and beaten body in the middle of the living room, where some of the guys were hanging out. "Where's Kevin?" Mark growled. "Looking for me?" he said from behind them. Mark spun on his heels, and stood nose to nose with Kevin. "Callaway, right? I've been checking out your history. Seems like we should be asking you to join. Three assault & batteries eight years ago, one of them died by your bare hands... How did you get out of that?" "Self defense," Mark growled. "What can I do for you?"

Mark wrapped his huge hand around Kevin's throat, and slammed him against the nearest wall. "You can leave Jade alone." "What did I do to her now? You already claimed I raped her." "Your buddy down there spilled the beans that you're the one that was driving the car that tried to run her over." Giant, Sting and Norton stood from their seats, and walked over to Kane. "Sit your asses back down, and think about it. If he'll do this to Hall's girl, he'll do it to your's." The guys just stood there looking at Kane.

"Hey, boss, are these guys telling the truth?" Giant asked. "Of course not." Kevin glared at Mark. "She let me screw her, and I had nothing to do with running her over." Mark tightened his grip on Kevin's throat. "She may have had a fling with your buddy, but that's my woman you're talking about. She damn near killed herself because of those drugs you gave her." Mark cold cocked him, knocking him to the floor. Kevin looked up at Mark, waiting for him to reach for him again.

When he didn't move, he looked around at the other guys. "Well, what the hell are you waiting for?" Norton lurched forward to go after Mark, but Sting held him back. "Nuh-uh. This is your fight. I caught you putting something in her JD that first night she was here. That gives me reason to believe the rest of what he said is true." Mark looked down at him with an evil sadistic grin on his lips. "Stand up, you punk bitch. Fight me like a man." Kevin slowly stood up. "Fine. Let's take this outside." "Ladies first," Mark said.

Scott turned from the truck when the front door opened, and Kevin was shoved through. When he saw Mark and Kane walk out behind Kevin, he turned back to Jade. An evil grin curved her lips. "My man had some issues to discuss with your buddy." Scott turned to help Kevin.

As soon as Kevin turned to look at him, Mark cold cocked him. Kevin swung back, hitting Mark in the jaw. Mark looked at him, and smiled. "That the best you've got?" Mark punched him hard in the bread basket. As Kevin doubled over, Scott ran up to Mark to attack him. He turned to look at him, and rolled his eyes back until they were white. Scott stopped a foot away from him. "Stay out of this," he growled. The green returned to his eyes. "My beef's with him, not you." Kevin caught Mark off gaurd, and tackled him to the ground. He straddled Mark, and continually punched him as he said, "who's the punk bitch now?" Once he drew blood, Kevin got up. He turned, and looked at Jade, as she practically hung out of the truck window watching them.

"Since you were nice enough to bring her with you, maybe I'll fuck her a few more times before I kill her." Mark sat up, then got to his feet. He caught up to Kevin as he was walking to the truck. He grabbed a handful of Kevin's blonde hair, and rammed his head into the side of the truck. "Lay one finger on my woman, and I'll knock your teeth so far down your throat you'll be able to chew your own ass out for pissing me off." Mark pushed Kevin away from the truck, and he fell in the dirt.

Mark turned toward Scott. "Now I'll deal with you. No more leaving love notes in my house for my woman. She made it very clear that she doesn't..." "Mark! Look out!" Kevin stood behind him. In a matter of seconds, Mark had his hand wrapped around Kevin's throat, picked him up, and slammed him back in the dirt. He turned back to Scott. "She doesn't want to see you again. Keep your greasy ass away from my bitch, or the big dog will bite."

As Mark and Kane got back in the truck, Jade took off the nWo shirt Mark had forced her to put on. She tossed it to Scott. "It's one thing to say you love me, but it's another to show me." "But..." She rolled the window up before he could finish. She started the truck up, and headed down the path. "The gate..." As they neared it, she noticed it was open. She said a silent thank you to whomever opened it again.

As they rolled toward the house, Mark unbuttoned his shirt, and laid it in her lap. As she stopped at a red light, she slipped into it. "Are you ok, hun?" "I'm fine, darlin'. Let's go home." "Alright."

One month later:

Finally, the day came when Jade would graduate from high school. As she sat listening to the speeches, she began to doze. Sure, she was excited that it was graduation day, but she and Mark had something bigger to celebrate the night before. At Kane's insistance, Jade sent one of her stories to a publisher, who was interested in reading more of her work. The graduation combined with the letter from the publisher she had received, gave them reason to celebrate well into the morning hours.

As they were called up to receive their diplomas, John Cena, who was sitting next to her, was forced to wake her up. When counselor William Regal called her name, she walked over to Vince, shook his hand, and took her diploma. "Thank you, Mr. McMahon, for giving me a second chance." As she walked away, she heard Mark's high pitched whistle. She turned to look at him, and her mother who was sitting next to him. Jade smiled, and blew him a kiss.

As she looked further back in the crowd she saw Scott. He stood in the back behind all of the seats, wearing his nWo shirt, jeans, and sunglasses. He pulled the glasses down on his nose, and winked at her, just before a shot rang out. She felt something slam into her left shoulder, almost knocking her back. She looked down the aisle, and saw Mark running her way. She looked at her shoulder, and saw the hole in her gown, and the dark stain. When two more shots rang out, she dropped to the stage floor. She looked up and saw Mark laying on the ground.

"MARK!" She got up, struggling with her now limp left arm. As she neared him, he started to stand. "Are you ok, baby?" she asked. "I wasn't hit, but you were." "Where did those shots..." She trailed off as she saw the security gaurds, Doug and Danny Basham, standing over Kevin. Their weapons were drawn, and aimed down at him, waiting for him to move. Danny reached down, and picked up the high powered assault rifle. After a few moments with no movement from Kevin, Doug reached down, and checked his pulse. He looked up at Danny, and shook his head.

"Come on, we need to get you some help," Mark said. She looked behind Mark, and saw Scott. "I'm sorry, Jade. Kevin must have followed me." Mark got in his face. "What the hell are you doing here? I thought I told you to stay away from her?" "I heard she was graduating, so I wanted to be here. I wasn't going to come up to her, or even let her know I was here, but she spotted me. That's when Kevin shot at her." Scott looked at the dark stain going down her red gown. "Get her to the hospital. I'll make sure the nWo leave you both alone." He turned, walked to his Escalade, and left.

Ivory ran to her daughter's side. "Come on, baby girl. Mark, go start the truck." Ivory wrapped Jade's right arm around her neck, and helped her over to the truck. Ivory helped Jade into the front seat, then she climbed into the back. Jade leaned her head against the window, and closed her eyes. "Stay awake, darlin'." She faintly smiled. "I'm awake. Trust me, this pain won't let me sleep. I'm just getting my sigh of relief now that I know Kevin is dead."

An hour later they were putting bandages over Jade's stitches. Mark held her right hand while they dug the bullet out, and stitched her up. Ivory had to stand in the hall, because the smell of blood churned her stomach. Once the last nurse was about to leave, he asked her, "could you tell her mother to give us a few minutes?" "Yes, sir." "Thank you." She closed the door behind herself.

Mark stood, and reached into his pocket. He pulled something out, then sat back down. "I got you a graduation present." She weakly smiled at him. "Oh, yeah?" "I was hoping to give it to you after the ceremony, but I guess I can give it to you now." He held the tiny velvet box in front of her. The smile faded from her lips. "Mark, I told you I don't..." "Would you hush for a minute? Let me explain."

He opened the box, and just as she had suspected, there was a ring inside. "I know you said you didn't think you'd ever get married, because you can't give your husband kids. To be honest, I'll never be a father, anyways." She looked at him confused. He sighed. "Young, dumb and full of cum, I joined a cult that was against the further over-population of the Earth. A few of the members went and got the snip. I was one of them."

He took the ring out of the box. "As for the ring, it's not an engagement ring. It's a promise ring." He gently lifted her left hand, and slid it on her ring finger. "I promise that if I ever do get married, that you will be my bride." He softly kissed her hand, before laying it back on her stomach. "Why didn't you tell me before?" "Because I never wanted to tell anyone. In fact, Kane doesn't even know," he said. She smiled as she laid her right hand on his cheek. "I'd love to be your bride some day."