T-R-O-U-B-L-E
by Travis Tritt

Well I play an old guitar from nine till half past one
I'm just tryin' to make a livin' watching everybody else havin' fun
Well I don't miss much if it happens on a dancehall floor
Mercy look what just walked through that door

Well hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Tell me what in the world
You doin' A-L-O-N-E
Yeah say hey good L double O-K-I-N-G
Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids
Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids
She told me not to stare cause it was impolite
She did the best she could to try to raise me right

Cause mama never told me 'bout nothin' like Y-O-U
Bet your mama musta been another good lookin' honey too
Hey good L double O-K-I-N-G
Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Well a sweet talkin', sexy walkin', honky tonkin' baby
The men are gonna love ya and the woman gonna hate ya
Remindin' them of everything they're never gonna be
May be the beginning of a world war three

Cause the world ain't ready for nothing like Y-O-U
I bet your mama musta been another good lookin' mama too
Hey say hey good L double O-K-I-N-G
Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

I said hey
I said hey
I said hey
I said hey
I said hey
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

First night on the job, and man was it fucking awesome! The first thing everyone saw of me on the show was my ass hanging out of a pair of "Daisy Dukes", while I leaned over a motorcycle. I ran my hand over the seat, as a shadowed figure stepped up behind me, and checked me out. "You're caressing my bike, like it's your lover," he said, which scared me. "Oh... Sorry, Taker, but that's one beautiful bike. Could I persuade you to give me a ride later?" He gave me this wickedly sexy grin, as he looked me over again. "I'm about to go to the ring for my match against the Italian idiots. Why don't we talk about this after I kick their asses?" "Alright. Good luck, Taker," I said as I reached up, and kissed him on the cheek. His eyes turned dark green, while he looked down at me, and I smiled at him.

I went back to the locker room to watch the match on the monitor. Toward the end of the match, I left the locker room, and went out on stage. When Taker got the 1-2-3 on Stamboli, I cheered for him. He looked up the ramp at me, and I felt shivers go up and down my spine. He climbed out of the ring, got on his bike, and rode it up the ramp. He stopped at the top, and helped me on the bike. As I situated myself behind him, he raised his fist in the air.

We rode to the back, and through the garage, to the street. When he stopped to look for traffic, I asked, "where are we going?" "For a ride. Hold on." I wrapped my arms around him, but he must not have thought it was tight enough. He grabbed my wrists, and pulled my arms further around him. He turned out of the garage driveway, and onto the street. He took me for a ride around the area, that couldn't have took more than twenty minutes, then we went back to the arena.

After he turned off the motorcycle, I got off, and said, "I haven't had my legs spread for that long in awhile." He laughed. "Sounds like you could use a stiff one." When he saw that I was grinning at him, he said, "I meant a drink." "Oh! Yeah, I could use one of those. Care to join me?" He looked me over again, and said, "I don't think I should." "Come on. What's one drink gonna hurt? Besides, it was your idea." He thought for a moment. "One drink?" "Yeah." "Where?" "I don't care. The hotel?" "No. They water down the liquor. Hop back on." He started it again, as I got back on. He put up the kick stand, and we were off again. We stopped at a little place called "The Dam Ice House". We took a seat at the bar, and ordered a double of Jack and a beer, each.

When we got our drinks, he raised his glass, and said, "to your first time." I looked at him for a moment. "I meant being on the show." I raised my glass, and said, "to a storyline, that I love already." I drank down the Jack, and chased it with the beer. "You seem to be nervous around me. Why's that?" "Besides your size? Your eyes." "I don't think anyone's really been afraid of'em before." "I'm not afraid of them. You have gorgeous eyes. It's hard to concentrate, when I'm looking in them." Taker grinned at me, then looked down at his beer. "Is that a hint of red I see in your cheeks," I teased. He took a swig of his beer, then asked, "are you ready to head back?" "I still have half a beer." He groaned. "What's wrong, Taker?" "Nothing." He called the bartender over, and ordered another beer.

A guy came up behind me, and said, "hey, good looking. Why don't you dance with me?" "No thanks. I just wanna drink my beer." "Come on. I insist." Taker looked over his shoulder at him. "The lady said no." "Stay out of this. It's none of your business." Taker stood, and fully faced the man. He had to be atleast a foot taller than the other man. "She road in on the back of my bike. I think it is my business." I heard the other man gulp down hard. "Whatever you say, man." The guy walked off, and Taker sat back down. I started laughing. "What's so funny?" "I wonder if he shit his pants." He chuckled. I laid my hand on his thigh, and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you." I was surprised when he kissed me back.

When he turned his attention back to his beer, I quickly drank the rest of mine. "I'm ready when you are." "I'm almost done." He finished his beer, then paid the tab. As we got back on the bike, I asked, "where are we going now?" "Where do you want to go? The arena? The hotel?" "Louisianna?" He chuckled. "We can't go that far." "I was joking. I don't care where we go. I just like being behind you." He looked at me over his shoulder. "Why don't I take you to the hotel, so I can put you in front of me?" I wrapped my arms around him tightly. "You've been hinting all night... I was wondering when you'd get to the point." "Hinting?" "'Stiff one' and kissing me, and 'first time'... By the way, it wouldn't be." He slapped my thigh, and said, "good." He started the motorcycle, and we took off toward the hotel.

Once we were in his room, he closed the door, and turned to me. "Are you ok with being alone with me?" "Why wouldn't I be?" "You don't know what I'm into. Maybe I want to spank you." "Please, do," I purred. "Maybe I want to fuck you 'til you can't stand." "I hope so." "Or, maybe I want you to get rough with me." I pulled his shirt off of him, and pushed him on the bed. I climbed over him, and stared into his gorgeous green eyes. "Are you trying to warn me, or turn me on?" He ran his hands up the back of my thighs, then flipped me onto my back, reversing the position. "I just wanted you to know that I don't play nice." "Good. I like it rough."

He grabbed the neck line of my tank top, and ripped it open, exposing my breasts to him. He pinched one nipple mercilessly, while he sucked and bit the other. As he worked his way down my body, he undid my shorts, and pulled them off. He grabbed my ankle, and nibbled his way to my knee. From there, he bit down hard, leaving teeth marks and bruises in his wake. I bit my lip to keep from screaming in pain and pleasure. He grazed my clit with his teeth, finally making me moan out his name. When he dipped his tongue within, I turned to putty in his hands. His tongue swirled and prodded me, bringing me close to the edge, but he stopped before I could go over.

I watched him as he crawled back up my body. As he hovered over me, I reached up, and laid my hand on his cheek. "You are such a fucking tease." Instead of replying, he got on his knees between my legs. He flipped me onto my stomach, then pulled my hips up. He slapped me on the ass, and said, "I'm a tease? You've been teasing me all night, with your kisses, and talking about having your legs spread." He climbed off the bed, kicked off his boots, and took off his pants. He climbed back on the bed behind me, and grabbed a handful of my hair. He jerked my head back, and said, "now, you're going to scream for me."

With one quick thrust, he was inside me. I yelped in shock and pain. As he kept thrusting fast and hard, my body went numb, and almost went limp. I moaned out encouragement, and in turn he went faster, harder, deeper. I screamed out his name, then moaned loudly as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. As I went limp, and laid my chest on the bed, he growled, then groaned as he came inside me. He pulled out, and laid down beside me, then I let my legs slide down. "Shit! Why hasn't anyone tied you down yet?" "No bitch can tame me." "Who'd want to? I like you the way you are." "You just met me today." "But you made one hell of a first impression." He pulled me against his body, and kissed me. He dug his fingers into my butt, and ground his hips against mine. When he ended the kiss, he said, "do you want a shot at it?" "At tying you down?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I'll give it a shot." He gave me one more small kiss, before we went to sleep.