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I have been cautious my entire life. I planned down to the smallest little details even when I was a child. I had to be prepared for everything. I prepared checklists that I doubled checked. I went over my homework twice, sometime three times, before turning it in. On testing days at school, I was always the last to turn in my paper. I needed to make certain I had written the correct answers.It made my daddy crazy.It drove me crazy too sometimes, but I couldn't help it, I couldn't stop. I felt like something was wrong unless I followed my strict routine. It also ran my friends crazy, but you didn't see them complaining when they scraped their knees, got cuts, and I was handing them a band-aid before they could even realize they needed one. You again didn't see them complaining when it came down to studying for a major exam, and my notes were top tier and made sure we were always prepared for whatever could end up on those tests. I knew from a very young age what I wanted to do
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The day after I buried my dad, I sat in the grass in front of his grave for a good two hours. The conversation we had before his body quit on him, running back and forth inside my head like a broken water hose.My brain wouldn't shut up.My brain wouldn't stop reminding me of the promise, the promise that I made in a desperate attempt to give him peace, the promise I made to my daddy while he was dying. I was content with my job. I was content in my relationship, but after those two hours; I realized my daddy was right. I was bored. I wasn't having fun, not the kind of fun he meant. Board games on date nights are not fun.Sex once a week on Sunday nights at the usual time of eight pm wasn't fun. Going through paperwork, day after day wasn't very much fun either.Coming home to my boyfriend every day and having the same conversations about our day wasn't fun.My daddy was right.I was in a rut.I was stuck.And I didn't know how to get out of it.I'm not roaring through life, I'm si
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That night I hit the road, I started my adventure. I had no plans. I didn't know where I was going. I just got into my car and drove. My fun started inside my car. I always kept it spotless. I never opened the sunroof. I never blasted music so loud that the cars next to me at a red light could hear. I found a rap song and turned my volume up. I opened my never used sunroof and when I stopped at the store in my town to fill up my gas tank, I also grabbed snacks. Those snack wrappers were now laying on my passenger side floorboard. I tossed them. Yes, actually threw those wrappers onto my floor and I laughed while doing it.Wrappers on the floorboard, sunroof open, and loud music may not seem like a big deal, a lot of fun for most people, but for me, who never allowed myself to even leave a water bottle in the cupholder because I was scared it would bust open from the heat, it was fun. I headed down a highway, a highway I wasn't familiar with. I didn't even slow down to read the sig
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I arrived in Holbrooke one week ago. The town is what you would expect a small town to be. People waving to one another, smiling and talking on the side walks in front of the local stores. The town wasn't bustling with busy bodies rushing, like the city I previously lived in. I could sleep at night without being woken up by honking vehicles.Holbrooke had one grocery store, hailed the Stocked Pantry. Three gas stations, three fast-food places, four restaurants, one of my favorite places to eat so far was a seafood restaurant called Tugboats. Holbrooke also had a family-owned diner that served the finest coffee, called Java Stop. They further had the best lemon bread I ever tasted. It didn't hurt that the old couple that owned it were super friendly and gave me my first coffee on the house.I had been staying in a motel while I went apartment hunting. It only took me two days to decide where I wanted to live, not that I even had many options. It was the closest of the two apartment
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A few hours have now gone by. Heather and I went over the two locations that I will work on. The club's bar and the club's garage. The Vice president handled the bar, and the Sergeant at arms handled the garage. She revealed to me that the garage isn't just a normal repair shop, they build custom bikes and people come from different states just to buy a motorcycle from the Grim Rider's MC.She explained I will have to go over the inventory for each location and make sure at the end of each week that the receipts the Managers will hand over to me to match up with the inventory. If I have seen something missing, I was to discuss that with the President. Simple enough.I was doing that for the pharmacy I formerly worked at.Once we were done going over the paperwork, she wanted to take my on a tour of both locations, and I was pretty excited to get started. When we were walking out of the clubhouse on the way to the garage, I had found out what she meant about the sex in public thing.
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It's now ten that night, and I'm standing in front of Grim's, which is what they named their bar. I was feeling nervous, only because I was going to be partying with my soon-to-be coworkers once I started my job tomorrow. I never mixed business with pleasure before, and I have to admit, it is definitely under the category of fun.Once I got my new pet fed with a few ham slices, I made him a litter box out of a leftover box that the previous tendent left behind, promised it I would go to the pet store as soon as I could, and went to take a shower. I wanted to make a good first impression and never really being in a biker bar, I had no idea what to wear. I have read books about motorcycle clubs and know they dress a little on the wild side, not to mention what the women were wearing at the clubhouse. I didn't exactly want to wear something so revealing, I don't want my tits popping out and my ass cheeks to be hanging out, but I also didn't want my outfit to scream hey she doesn't belo
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The next morning, I'm getting dressed for work and trying my absolute hardest to keep my once gorgeous mystery man out of my head. No, he is now known as the arrogant mystery man. That sounds a lot better. I'm now standing in front of my bathroom mirror and thinking about how much makeup I should really apply. The women I had seen dancing around the clubhouse yesterday seemed to wear about five layers of makeup, but that's just not the type of woman I am. I apply one layer of base on my cheeks, hide the dark spots around my eyes from binge-watching a TV show last night, and add on some red lipstick to my lips. Goodness, my hair is wild today. I thought about just wearing it down, but I think a ponytail is just the way to go today. Grabbing my hair, I picked it up, looking into the mirror, making sure I didn't miss any little pieces, and wrapped a red scrunchy around it. Smiling into the mirror, I turn off the bathroom light and head back into my bedroom, where I see my new little
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“What the fuck are you doing here?” My mystery man, who I just found out was also my boss, growled and stood up from the chair at the head of the table.I'm fighting with my body right now. One part is demanding I just leave. This job isn't worth it, but the other part is telling me I deserve this job. Just because I had a one-night stand with my boss, technically before I had even started my job, doesn't mean I don't deserve to have this job when I know I'm damn well qualified for it.“I needed to speak with you,” I mumbled in embarrassment that I just barged in, told off the Sergeant at arms for calling me a bitch and then almost fell on my face in front of the asshole that kicked me out last night. “And I told you if you wanted another round, I'd be back at the bar tonight. You did not need to come up in my clubhouse throwing attitude because you want another go with my dick,” he growled and crossed his arms.“I'm sorry?” I asked, shocked that he would actually think that was the a
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