When I get to where I'm going
TAMA YOSKOLO –32 year old Cherokee native,who makes a living making native American crafts an selling them in town. 5'5 long black hair, brown eyes
Mark Callowy- WWE wrestler Passing through Cherokee who meets Tama
Summery – Sorry but no detailed summery ,just going to see where this story takes me as I'm a little rusty,hence the name of the story..its twofold..I will weave it into the story and it also pretty much sums up where I am at with my writing. Updates will be slow as I am am crazy busy..hope you guys enjoy.
Tama sighed an ran one finger down the mans chest, making him move a little even in his sleep. She lay back and made herself content to stare at him. He was a handsome man, well that was a understatement
He was magnificent. She chuckled as she thought of earlier when they had made love. The man actually growled as he was taking her. That was a new one on her. She was no virgin, had a few men , here and there, but never one like this one.
She sold native American crafts for a living, she set up her stand everyday right in the middle of Cherokee and did very well. Dream catchers, pipes and bowls,the tourists loved her stuff and it was authentic ,not like the stuff made in China you bought in some of the shops.
Tama was happy with her life,she learned her craft from her mother, she never had any desire to go beyond her life here. She believed in fate and in her mind , her fate was to live out her life on her land. She was happy.
Tama turned to her side to watch the man more closely,he was beautiful. He had drove up on his motorcycle getting off and stretching, and looking at her wares. She had caught her breath, He was so tall and the black tank he had on had showed off a large assortment of tattoos.
His long red hair had been pulled back in a ponytail and his jeans showed off his big muscular legs. She hadn't been the only one looking. Right away Mark had sized her up, She was gorgeous. Long tan legs peeking out from under a white sun dress. Long black hair down her back ,big brown eyes with long lashes that swept her cheeks.
She was something else. He had walked over and inquired about one of the dream catchers and she had quoted him a price. Mark had pulled out his wallet and paid for it, catching his breath when her finger tips touched his. Mark had watched while she wrapped up the dream catcher and when she looked up and caught him watching, her smile took his breath away.
Tama had handed him the package, wishing he could just stand there all day so she could stare at him. "Thank you..."
Mark smiled and put out his hand and she put her much smaller hand in his, her heart skipping a beat. "I'm Mark."
Tama had smiled."I'm Tama, nice to meet you Mark."
Mark had smiled wider. "Thats a lovely name..I bet its has some special meaning..like wildflower or spring breeze."
Tama had laughed then. "Well it means thunder and my mother picked the name because she said my squalling was like thunder in her ears."
Mark threw back his head and laughed, there hands still together. "I'm starving..I don't suppose you know of a good place to eat?"
Tama smiled, She believed in chance and circumstance."That I do and if you let me pack up..I'll fix you the best meal you ever had."
Mark smiled and let go of her hand. "Well I cant pass up a offer like that."
Tama smiled and she had kept her promise, she had took him back to her cabin and fixed him a meal fit for a king and then he had helped her clean up and then she had took him by the hand and lead him to her bedroom.
He hadn't seemed all that surprised and she figured he shouldn't be, she had know when she seen the man, that he would be making love to her. It was fate. She smiled at his long hair, that had long since come loose.
She picked up a strand and tugged hard,breaking loose just the single strand. He jerked in his sleep but did not waken and she smiled and kissed him gently on the head. She quietly got up and went to her worktable and began to make a dream catcher weaving in the single strand of hair.
Tama harbored no illusions about love or life, but she couldn't bare the thought of not having a piece of his soul forever, this would do.
Okay guys short but sweet..I'll be working on the next chapter next week..let me know what you think