Ooo.. Okay this is my first ever short story that I have ever "put outthere". It's a story that I jotted down over a few days, inspired afteryears of ...ecretly reading Fictionmania. Please forgive me if itsscattered or hard to read. I tried to make everything make as much senseas a bimbo Tgirl story can. It was written more for fun and just toprove to myself that I could do it. I've taken inspiration from many ofmy favorite authors. So ladies please don't be mad >. I was more concerned with learning the colors of the fat crayons that sat before me on my school desk than any sexual moves. The language of love was still a foreign tongue to me and I lacked the benefit of a Rosetta Stone or even a Berlitz manual. I did however, find girls attractive in a non-sexual sort of way. As would be the pattern throughout my life, each 'relationship' was a learning experience.Sometime in grammar school I found myself quite attracted to a young lady I shared a class. Two big tears spilled down Yvette's cheeks. "I couldn't help thinking of him doing all that stuff to you. It was worse than thinking of you doing it with Chanitra. Or that stuck-up Jonelle."She looked away, eyes blurred with tears. Laura couldn't help feeling both guilty and exasperated. Yvette was so vulnerable, and selfish. I have a right to go to bed with Rob, if I want to, Laura thought. Without her making a scene about it."You let him fuck you... didn't you," Yvette said, accusingly."What. You pay me to be your lawyer. If you want to pull stunts like that, you’ll be finding a new lawyer. Now please tell me what that bullshit was all about.”“Well, the article stated that Dick was attacked with a metal baseball bat. More than likely he’ll ask Mom if I own one and can he see it. That’s a good thing.”I could see a puzzled look on Bob’s face. I knew a couple things he didn’t, and it would work in my favor. Well, more than likely.“So, on our way to the next meeting would you please.