Tammy's Revenge
Lisha Gilbert
Copyright © 2020 Lisha Gilbert
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First Edition
NEWMAN SPRINGS PUBLISHING
320 Broad Street
Red Bank, NJ 07701
First originally published by Newman Springs Publishing 2020
ISBN 978-1-64801-159-7 (Paperback)
ISBN 978-1-64801-160-3 (Digital)
Printed in the United States of America
Table of Contents
To my children.
Michael Powell for telling me I can do this.
Jonovia Clark for her words of encouragement.
And especially to my daughter, Rashay Gilbert, for the motivation.
My sister, Lorraine Little, for the positive attitude and encouragement.
Chapter 1
Tammy was a very quiet and shy little girl, growing up in a small town in Norfolk, Virginia. She was the baby of the family, and her parents spoiled her. Tammy was always doing things that was wrong and would always put the blame on someone else. She would always coach her friends into doing things that she knew was wrong, like mixing up roach spray with soap powder in a soda. Then she would coach the other children into giving it to their friends to drink; she would tell them they wouldn’t get into any trouble and that she wasn’t going to rat on them. But she lied; as soon as their parents came home from work, Tammy would run and tell their parents, which would cause them to get a beating, and they would be punished. The worst part of it all, she would laugh at them; she was the devil in disguise.
Tammy was a little tomboy, and none of the little boys would bother to even look at her the way that they looked at the other girls. The boys would call her names and would tease Tammy about her hair, making rude comments like, “What happened to your bush? You forgot to comb it out,” which would hurt her feelings and made her mad, but there was nothing that she could do because she was afraid to fight. The girls in her class would always beat her up and run her home.
One day, when Tammy was walking home from school, this big light-skinned bitch named Donna started picking on her and pushing her down the street. She was afraid, but her sister Lula told her that if she didn’t fight back that she was going to kick her ass herself and that she was going to tell their mother. Tammy knew if Lula told on her, she was going to get a beating, so Tammy had no other choice but to fight and defend herself, and she beat the shit out of Donna.
After that, Donna never bothered her again; in fact, Donna became her best friend, but really, Tammy didn’t want to be her friend. Tammy didn’t like her style of dressing; in fact, she was a little jealous of the way Donna dressed. Tammy’s mother wouldn’t allow her to dress that way. For you see, Tammy was brought up in a holiness church, and her mother didn’t go for that.
The only thing Lula and Tammy knew was church, and Tammy always wanted to be the preacher. They did more shouting than anything else because Tammy and Lula always thought they had the Holy Ghost, but that was fun to them.
When Tammy was about ten years old, the boys started noticing her; by then, she was well-developed, and everything was in the right spot. During that time, she started getting a warm sensation in between her legs that she really didn’t understand. She would overhear the older girls talking, and they would say so and so got my cherry last night or over the weekend. So the other girls would ask, “Did it hurt?”
And one girl named Kim would say, “Hell, yes, the first time, but the second time around, it was good.”
At that time, Tammy was very curious, and she wanted to experience sex also. Which in time, she did. One evening, she was outside playing; she was playing with a boy named Robby. Robby told her that he liked her, and he wanted to be her boyfriend. Robby asked her did she want to be his girlfriend. Tammy said yes; she was very happy she finally had a boy that was interested in her. Robby told her that before she could be his girlfriend, she had to give him some.
Tammy said, “Some of what?”
And he replied, “You have to give me some pussy.”
Tammy said okay, but all the time, she knew what he was talking about, and deep down inside, she wanted to do the nasty, so she could see what the other girls were talking about.
Tammy did the nasty, but she didn’t get anything out of it; she still didn’t understand what those girls were talking about. But she was still very curious as to what they were feeling when they had sex, and God knows she couldn’t ask her mother. As far as Tammy’s mother knew, sex was nasty to her.
One weekend, there was a house party, and Tammy wanted to go, so she asked her mother, and her mother asked her where was the party going to be and who was she going with. Tammy said she was going with a couple of her friends from school and a couple of friends from the neighborhood and a guy named Tony.
Her mother said, “I guess it would be okay.”
Tammy’s mother told her that she could go but she had to be home by eleven o’clock and for her to be careful and to be good. She told her to have a good time and enjoy herself. Tammy and her friends went to the party. It was nice; however, there were a lot of people there older than Tammy, and she didn’t know them, but she was enjoying herself. Tony asked her if she wanted to dance, and Tammy said yes; it was a slow record playing. Tony was rubbing her, all in between her legs, and it felt good to her. So every time a slow record came on, Tammy was in Tony’s arms.
When the party was over, he asked Tammy if she wanted to go and watch TV before she went home. Tammy told him yes; she went to Tony’s house, but they didn’t watch TV. Tony was all over her, and Tammy really did like it. Well, they had sex, but once again, she didn’t get anything out of it, and she was disappointed once again because she still didn’t know what those girls were talking about. It didn’t feel good to her at all. But Tammy was determined to find out; she knew she was missing something.