Page 102 of Spur It On

"Not at all," I assured him as I wrote my name on the shoulder area.

Because while some women might want the guys to scribble on their boobs, most of us would prefer the focal point be a littlehigher. Still, it gave me a chance to see the merchandise up close, and I liked it. The graphic was fun, tough, but also just a little feminine. It reminded me of a female superhero, and the sort of thing a guy would be willing to wear too.

"They did good with these," I said as I passed it back.

The guy chuckled. "Yeah. Sounds like J.D. Adkins was saying he needs a combined version with both of you on it. I guess you two are on the same team or something?"

"He's my mentor," I explained. "We both ride for Tillman."

"Don't know what that means," the guy admitted, "but I'm just... Thank you for talking to me. I can't wait to tell Sabrina. She's going to be so pissed that she missed this, but she had to work today." He paused. "Um, hey. I know this is a big ask, so tell me if I'm out of line?"

"Ok?" I had no idea what he was wanting.

"Sabrina's worried about the bulls and the ropes around their balls. She says it's mean, which is why she doesn't want to watch. Maybe I can get a video of you explaining why it's not like that, and then show her I met you?"

"Sure," I agreed, waiting as he pulled out his phone.

"Ok," he said as he held it up. "Cody Jennings, the first woman good enough to ride on the Tough Enough series. Explain to my girlfriend how the ropes work?"

"The bulls are fitted with something called a flank rope," I said, looking right at the camera port on his phone. "It's just like a belt and goes low on their waist. It does not hit any of their sensitive parts. Think of it more like a saddle on a horse, and it lets the animals know it's time to work. We riders put a rope around their chests that we use to hold on. Together, it's just a harness, and no penises or testicles are squished in the process. That would make the bucking painful, thus less impressive."

"Nice," the guy said before tapping a button to reverse the camera and moving to my side. "See, Sabrina, I told you it wasn't cruel. And I met her in real life. She's twice as cool as you thought."

He leaned in, so I reached an arm around his back to get our heads as close together as possible. The guy continued to talk for a moment, rambling on about how he wished she was here, and he was telling me all about her, and that he'd made sure I knew she was my biggest fan. He hadn't, but I got the point.

Then he flipped the phone from video recording to photo and snapped a few selfies. I leaned in even more, putting us cheek to cheek. If I was honest, the guy's enthusiasm - and knowing his girlfriend was rooting for me - feltdamnedgood.

Then, "Hey!" Ty's bellow was the only warning I got before he yanked the guy away from me. "Hands off, bud!"

"Fuck you," my fan huffed. "I asked first!"

"And you were looking at her tits!" Ty grumbled.

"I was looking at the camera," the guy insisted. "Fuck. And I was going to get you to sign some stuff next. What the fuck, man. Get kicked in the head too many times?"

"Ty!" I hissed. "He's fine."

"He's not fine," Ty insisted, "and he needs to get out of my sight before I have him thrown out for harassing a rider."

"I'm sorry," I told the guy even as I grabbed for Ty's arm. "Lay off, Ty."

"Stay the fuck away from her," Ty growled at the guy, all but ignoring me.

So I pulled as hard as I could, which was enough to make Ty stumble away from my fan. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?!"

Ty just thrust out an arm to point at the guy I'd been having such a good chat with. "You know what he's wanting, Cody. Don't act like that was something innocent."

"Really?" I huffed. "Kinda like those girls wanting your signature?"

"Exactly!" he agreed, his voice getting louder.

For a moment, I just stared at him in complete shock. "Oh, so it's ok for you to have fans, but not for me? What the hell is that?"

"I don't want some guy out here thinking he can rape you," Ty insisted. "All he wanted was to see your ass in those chaps, have proof that you have tits without that vest to hide them, and - "

"No!" I cut him off hard. "We are not doing this right now, do you hear me?"

So Ty leaned in. "Fine. But I'm here to keep you safe, and I know exactly how the guys at these things think."

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