THE LESSONS HAVEN’T BEGUN YET.

Chase Sovereign in his new thong like attire, new tattoo’s and big smile walks into the locker room of Kaylyn James Evans.

“What the hell are you wearing?” Kaylyn asks, looking confused. “And what the hell kind of tattoo is that?”

“Well you’ve been holding out on me sexually and I decided that everytime I wanted to put your pussy around my cock, I’d just grab it with both hands; you know it needs both hands.”

She frowns at him.

“What do you want Chase?”

“I want to talk, that’s all. You helped me come away from Prison and stay out, I haven’t forgotten that. We may be on the opposite teams tonight but you owe me and I owe you.”

“I don’t owe you anything,” she retorts. “And it was your choice to join The Syndicate.”

“It’s not as if I really had a choice.”

Kaylyn shakes her head.

“Do you know what Chase? You need to grow up and stop looking out just for yourself and I’m not the only one who thinks so.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You father, I spoke to him earlier tonight and he’s been watching you. Rumour has it that he’s going to come here and teach you that lesson he’s been trying to teach you all these years.”

Chase just scoffs at her, laughing about it.

“Whatever Kaylyn,” Chase sneers. “Whatever.”

He storms out of the locker room and leaves her there. Kaylyn picks up her cell phone and dials a number.

“He knows you’re coming,” she says and then pauses for a reply. “I hope you know what you’re doing.”