Ms. Gina Fucks the Football Team (Fantasy Roadtrip #1)


By Delilah Fawkes




Maybe I wasn’t in my right mind when I handed Coach Peterson that dime bag and whispered “I’ll look after the boys if you want to smoke out.”

Or maybe I was thinking clearly for the first time in my life. I’d always been a good girl, painting life by the numbers, but what had that gotten me? It got me served divorce papers and a pink slip on the same goddamn day.

June 22nd.

My 35th birthday.

Not that Dan would ever remember that fact. He wasn’t heartless, just negligent, and when I finally gave him the ultimatum, he said he needed time. Well, apparently, one week was time enough, and here, in a large manilla envelope was all the answer I needed.

I’d been a substitute teacher for the past seven years, working at the community colleges and high schools as needed. Now the district decided to “right size” me into obscurity after all I’d given them. This is what being a good little girl had gotten me.

A whole lot of jack shit.

I was mad, but that wasn’t all. I mourned inside for all the things that I’d missed out on. I’d only ever slept with Dan, and what a disappointment that was from the start. His negligence extended to every area in his life, including the bedroom, where he’d satisfy himself and assume I was done, too. Sometimes I was, but more often than not, I’d tug on his arm for more just as the snores started, unsatisfied and stuffing my anger deep down inside when he didn’t respond.

I wanted to live.

I counted the list of things I’d never done but always fantasized about as I drove aimlessly away from the School District Head Office. I’d never partied, never stayed out all night, never slept with a stranger, or, like in my fantasies, been one of those girls who took what she wanted, no matter what it cost her reputation. I’d always had big appetites, but church and school and family had always said “no.” Good girls don’t do those things.

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