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Page 151 of The Champion

I did. He was on his knees on the kitchen floor with mespread out before him like the pit lizard days. Watching his muscles flex, hepositioned my legs on each one of his broad shoulders. His hands slipped to myass and squeezed.

“Don’t ever lose this.” He growled squeezing harder. Itwas a good thing my ass cheeks were real or they would have popped right then.

“Oh I’ve tried. It’s not going anywhere.”

“Good.”

And those were the last words spoken before I was tryingto control my screams on our tile floor. It seemed inappropriate to be alignboring on the kitchen floor but then again, why did we put in heated floors ifnot to hump on them occasionally?

Air Wrench – Jameson

I never really thought about how I would feel headinginto my tenth season in the NASCAR Sprint Cup series. Over time rules changed,drivers changed, owners changed but one thing that remained all these years wasmy support system.

My team pretty much the same as it was when I started,aside from a few crew-members who shuffled back and forth between teams.

Our family still traveled with us. On any given weekendat some point you’d find my wife, my kids, my parents and my siblings somewhereat the track. We were all part of this. I think that’s why I was still in thissport was because of my family. Without them, I honestly don’t think I could dothis each week.

My sponsor remained the same and over the winter wesigned another 5-year contract.

When I signed with Simplex, I had no idea they’d supportme throughout my entire career. Let’s face it, sponsors come and go but I had arelationship with Marcus and Melissa now. We understood each other and theytrusted our team.

What didn’t change were the obsessed fans and pitlizards.

It never failed—the women were everywhere at a NASCARrace. So many times, I wished this wasn’t part of it but it was. Never wantingSway to get hurt, I never told her how many times I had to kick them out of mymotor coach or how many times they found my hotel room and showed up naked.

She didn’t need to hear that shit. Hell, I didn’t want tohear it, but it was reality for me.

Dana Sloan finally moved on from stalking me to stalkingShelby, I was pleased with this and Shelby seemed to enjoy it.

These days there was new pit lizards stalking me, and afew of the old, Ashley being one of them.

When we were back in Daytona just before the Budweisershootout, she took it too far when she asked when she could go for a rideagain, in front of my daughter.

That was not okay with me.

Arie looked up at me with wide curious eyes as to whyanother woman was flirting with her daddy. She may have only been seven but shewas fairly perceptive to this sort of thing. It happened that often.

“Don’t youeversay that to me again,” I warnedand tightened my grip on her arm pulling her away from Arie. “I don’t remembera goddamn thing from that night. I was drunk. I woke up in a Safeway parkinglot. You need to get over the fact that it willneverhappen.”

I watched her expression carefully, my glare neverwavering. She needed to understand how serious I was about this.

“You’ll give in eventually Jameson, they all do.” shestepped closer, her breath blowing across my face. “Just ask Bobby.”

Was she fucking serious?

I’d known Bobby since I started in cup ten years ago andI never once thought he’d give into Ashley, of all women. Not to mention he wasmarried and had been for the last three years.

“I don’t give a shit what Bobby does, that’s not meAshley.” I told her firmly.

“Whatever Jameson,” She rolled her eyes.

“No, not whatever. You need to understand right now thatit will never happen. Stop coming on to me. Stop calling my wife, stoppingtalking to my kids. Stop,” my voice continued to rise until I was nearlyyelling at her in the middle of the paddock with other team and media personnelwalking around.

“Fine,” she huffed stepping back. “I’ll leave you alone.Just admit you had a good time.”

“I don’t even remember it. That right there should tellyou how good it was.” I knew I was hitting low but at this point, it was theonly option.

Tears pooled in her eyes and for a moment I thought shewas joking until her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.


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