Naya felt her body react, but no matter how she touched herself, it wasn’t enough to orgasm.She thrust a finger into her cunt several times.When she got desperate, her hand slid down, and she pushed a finger into her ass.Although it felt good, forbidden but good, it still wasn’t enough.She withdrew her finger, frustrated.She decided that her body would only react to a man’s hands, and the only man she could see touching her was Dutch, and that was not going to happen again.Maybe when she got settled in an apartment and had a good job, she’d order a vibrator from the Internet and try that.Just the thought made her blush again.
Enough.There was a lot she had to do, so she needed to get up and get to it.She rolled out of bed and walked into the bathroom.The first thing she did was wash her hands.When she was drying them, she glanced at the mirror and grimaced.Her hair was sticking up in all directions, making her look comical.She snorted and undressed.
After she showered and dressed, she gathered what money she’d take with her and walked out of her room.First order of business was getting something to eat.She hadn’t had a meal in so long.It was usually peanut-butter crackers or a piece of fruit.
Naya looked right and then left, trying to find a place to eat.For the time being, since she didn’t have a car or even a bicycle, she’d have to go everywhere on foot.There seemed to be a small café down the street, old, with a faded sign and peeling paint.It was the only one she saw nearby.Naya walked into the café and looked around.Her heart jolted when she saw several bikers in one corner.They all looked brutal, and none of them smiled.
“Can I help you?”
Naya turned to the waitress.“Oh, um, yes.I’d like some breakfast, please.”She couldn’t help it when her gaze went back to the group.
“Oh, don’t worry about them.They don’t hurt innocents.They actually protect this area,” the waitress said.
“Oh, I’m not worried.They just remind me of someone,” she said.
“From the look on your face, he must have been special.”
Naya nodded.“Yes.”
“Let’s get you in a booth.”
Naya followed the woman to a table in the corner, across the room from the bikers, but she was still able to see them.
“What can I get you to drink, hun?”the waitress asked.
“A small glass of orange juice.Is there a special?I don’t have a lot of money, and it has to last until I get a job.”
“Do you live around here?”
Naya shook her head.“No, I came from Louisiana.”
“Aw, now I know what your accent is,” the waitress said and laughed.Naya smiled.“I’ve lived there my whole life.Why did you move here?”The waitress waved her hand.“I’m sorry.I shouldn’t be so nosy.By the way, my name is Barb.”
“My name is Naya, and I needed to get away from the place, so I hopped on the first bus and came here.”
“Oh, wow.I would have never had the guts to do that,” Barb said.
“I didn’t think I’d ever be able to do that either, but I was desperate,” Naya said.
“By the look on your face, someone broke your heart.”
Naya shrugged.“Yeah, I guess, but I know bikers don’t have girlfriends.”She almost laughed at the thought of Dutch asking her to be his girlfriend.
“Here they do.”Barb pointed to the group.“I know it’s hard to see them, but there are two women with the group.The bikers call them their ‘old ladies,’ but they started off as girlfriends.”
Naya couldn’t imagine it.She caught a glimpse of someone sitting beside one of the bikers.She barely came up to his shoulder, she was so small.Or maybe the biker was just that huge.
“Let’s get you fed.The special is two eggs, bacon, hash browns, and toast.”
“Oh, I can’t eat that much.Can I just have a scrambled egg and toast, please?”
“Are you sure?That’s not a lot of food,” Barb said.
“I know, but it’s enough to get me by,” Naya said.
“I’ll be right back with coffee, hun.”
“Thank you.”
