Focus, Avery!
From a young age my parents have always told me that after high school, college was the only way to go. I have always had a different vision for my future. I didn't want to go to college but I did anyway, for my parents. I graduated top of my class but I wasn't happy with the direction my life was going in. I wanted something rebellious and exciting. I have always been the good girl, always doing the right thing, being kind to people, respecting people, treating people the way I would want to be treated, my mom would say to me. But people never treated me the same. I decided to get into the business of pickpocketing. I was doing great, at least I thought I was doing great until I met an older gentleman called Jackson.
I met Jackson at a high end bar where I was trying to perfect my pickpocketing skills with rich guys who wanted to use me for my looks. A young guy was harassing me until Jackson came over and pretended to be my boyfriend. He was very tall, dark and handsome. I went along with it because I couldn't take this young man treating me like an object. Jackson invited me to his table to hang out with him for the rest of the night. I really enjoyed talking to him even though I knew I was going to try and bring him up to my room to try and rob him. Little did I know that he was on to me.
That night I couldn't sleep because I was thinking about how charming he was and how I could learn so much from Jackson. I remember during our conversation at the bar he had said he was going to be at big horse racing event. I need to learn as much as possible from this older and more experienced guy. The next morning I went to the horse racing event. Jackson wasn't really surprised with me being there, which just confirmed to me that he was good at what he does and I knew I was right to want to work with him.
He invites me to one of the most busiest days in New Orleans so I can work with his team to see if I'm a good fit. Jackson doesn't actually do the pickpocketing, he's like the leader watching over everyone. Needless to say I impressed Jackson.
Later that night there was a big crew party where Jackson invites me and everyone is celebrating the success we had and this is where things get interesting. I've really come to like Jackson and I think he really likes me too. We spend the whole time at the party dancing together. Not just any kind of dancing but that close intimate dancing, if you didn't know us you would think we were already a couple.
"Do you want me to take you home," Jackson asks.
"No I think I'll just take a cab. I'm a big girl I can take care of myself," I tell him.
"That's probably a good idea," he agrees.
In my room just thinking about how I wanted Jackson to come home with me and I hear a knock at the door. I already know it's him.
"I couldn't stay away," he says.
"I'm glad you are here," I reply.
Without warning he just leans into this passionate kiss and he lifts me up to my bed. I can't believe this is me now. In bed with an older gentleman who I just met. But there is something about this guy Jackson that just makes me want to be with him.
I hope I don't regret my decision of being with him and working with him.