by Jamie Begley
“I can handle Ton. Don’t worry. Mick will help me get him in the car.” She was well acquainted with Mick; the bar’s owner had attended her father’s church and even continued when the new pastor had taken over at her father’s death. Her father had wondered frequently to her mother if it was to repent for the sins he allowed being committed within his establishment, or those he had committed himself. Whenever the subject had been brought up to Mick, he had just changed the subject to her father’s sermon which redirected the enthusiastic pastor from his determination from saving the man considered to be one of the biggest sinner’s in the congregation. His large donations had soon stopped further attempts at saving his soul.
“If you’re sure?” Doubt was now laced in his voice before Beth heard him sigh. “Call me when you have him back at home. If you run into any trouble let me know immediately.”
Chapter 2
It didn’t take Beth long to reach the bar on the outskirts of the town after leaving Lily doing the dishes, which she didn’t feel at all guiltily about. That was the one chore Beth despised, spending her childhood doing them after the many dinners her parents had felt compelled to have for members of their congregation.
Beth swallowed hard when she pulled in and saw the parking lot of “Rosie’s” packed. Friday was a busy night for the bar; the vast majority of spaces were filled with motorcycles. A sinking feeling hit her stomach. Before she could change her mind and call Loker James back and tell him she couldn’t rescue his father, Beth walked quickly to the entrance. As she neared the doorway, a movement to the side of the business drew her attention.
A male was leaning against the side of the building, the darkened wall provided support as a woman with a frilly black skirt was on her knees before him. His cock was buried in her mouth; her bobbing head showed exactly what sexual act she was performing on the male. When Beth was able to lift her shocked eyes from the thrusting hips and large cock being shoved in the woman’s eager mouth, she recognized the man from earlier today who had seen her scurrying to her car. Even now, Beth had to stop herself from running back to the safety of the waiting vehicle when he lifted his gaze and saw Beth staring at them in shocked surprise.
He did not slow down, instead the hand in the woman’s hair tightened as he pulled her closer to his cock. He momentarily broke eye contact with Beth to watch his cock disappear in her obviously experienced mouth. The girls black tube top was down around her waist and his fingers were tugging on the woman’s breast in his hand. Beth saw his fingers twist her nipple and the woman began to squirm as her head bobbed faster until Beth could tell from his lustful groan and the woman’s gasps that he was coming in her mouth.
A slamming door drew her back to reality; she jerkily walked forward, practically running into the bar. Beth despised herself for watching the couple, but she had been frozen in place, unable to move with his eyes pinning her in place.
It took several seconds for her eyes to adjust to the dimness of the bar. Looking around, she saw Ton sitting at the bar and it seemed she had arrived just in time. He was currently being held by the throat of another biker she had seen with Samantha earlier that day. Beth saw her currently sitting on the lap of a heavily tattooed biker.
Guessing fidelity did not exist among the group; Beth motioned to Mick who had not taken his eyes off her since she had entered the bar. Carefully walking up behind Ton, who couldn’t see her approach due to the biker now holding him dangling in the air, Beth reached out a hand and tugged at the arm determined to strangle the life out of her client.
“Excuse me, could you please let him go.” The unbelievably scary face that turned to her forced an unintended squeak past her trembling lips. Beth knew herself as a self-confessed coward and wisely would have never in a million years attempted to confront the huge being in front of her, unless forced to do so for her client’s well being, and of course the huge amount she was planning on charging Loker James. Swallowing the huge lump of fear lodged in her throat, she reached out and tugged his hand away from a purple Ton.
Released, Ton grabbed the bar hanging on as he dragged air into oxygen deprived lungs. His gasps for air drawing everyone’s attention as they waited to see if the old man would have a heart attack or recover.
“What the fuck?” The huge biker moved forward to grab Ton again, Beth moved placing herself in front of Ton, blocking his access.
“I apologize for anything and everything he has done. I am here to pick him up. If you would give me a minute, I will get him out of your hair.” Belatedly, Beth noticed the scary biker dude had no hair. “I mean,” hastily Beth spoke once again, “I know he can be a little irritating when he has been drinking and I won’t let him bother you further.”
The silence in the bar allowed Beth to hear her thundering heartbeat. “He called me a pussy. I am going to beat the shit out of him, then you can take him wherever the fuck you want to.” Again he reached out to grab Ton, shoving her out of his way. As Beth grabbed a stool to regain her balance, she heard a harsh voice order the meathead.
“Back off Knox, let him go. You can settle the score later.” Beth turned to see the man from outside shoving the huge man's back. The woman, who had been giving him the blowjob following meekly behind him, gave Beth a wink before going behind the bar and began filling glasses with foaming beer.
Beth felt herself turning red, unable to meet his eyes. Still angry that she was determined to make a fool of herself in front of this particular biker.
The man called Knox looked as if he was going to argue before grinning at her, raising his voice so that Ton could hear him. “Count yourself lucky old man that tonight this sweet looking bitch showed up. But I will be dealing with you later. I am tired of your mouth spouting off what you’re too old to back up.”
Ton with his oxygen restored, if not his sanity, responded unwisely. “You see what I mean Beth, he’s a pussy.”
Beth screamed as Knox lunged for the unrepentant Ton, knocking Beth sideways as the bikers moved to hold Knox back. Beth found herself grabbed and held until she was able to regain her balance. Looking up she pulled away from the hard body supporting her. His eyes staring down at her forced feelings from her body that had been repressed for years. Uncomfortable with the memory of his sexual encounter with the waitress just a few minutes ago, a red faced Beth turned to see the heavily tattooed biker holding back a struggling Ton, and four others holding back a furious Knox.
“This is my bar and I don’t care much what goes down in here as long as your money is green.” Mick bellowed drawing everyone’s attention. “But I am going to have to tell you to leave Ton alone. I am friends with Loker and I am telling you he will make amends for his father.”
Beth was surprised at the reaction that drew from the bikers. Even the furious Knox hesitated. Taking advantage, Beth moved to take Ton’s arm determined to get out of the bar while Mick held their attention. But Ton wasn’t having it.
The obnoxious man jerked away from her touch. “I ain’t going nowhere till I get another drink.”
“Please Ton, let’s just go. Mr. James wants me to take you home, he’s waiting for my call.”
“Then he can wait ten more minutes because I am getting my drink.” The belligerent man stomped to a nearby table that was empty and yelled at Mick. “I’ll have another whiskey.”
Mick just stared at him before turning to the woman behind the bar. “Jenna, get him a whiskey.” Looking at the bikers in warning, he went back to the bar and began serving drinks. “Round of beers on the house.” Mick had the bikers moving to the bar.
Beth didn’t miss the threatening glare Knox threw Ton before reaching for his beer and leaning against the bar, not taking his eyes off Ton.
Beth not knowing exactly what to do in the ludicrous position, she took a chair at the table next to Ton. When the waitress put the whisky in front him, she didn’t raise her eyes. She already had seen too much of the woman.
“Can I get you anything?”
> “No thanks.”
“Suit yourself.” Beth raised her eyes to see the amusement in Jenna’s expression. Beth became aware then the woman knew that Beth had seen her sexual act outside and could not care less. She watched as she served drinks to the men in the bar, flirting with several of the bikers. Beth surreptitiously looked at the biker Jenna had given the blowjob and saw no jealously. Instead, he was staring at her. Her face reddened with embarrassment when he took a seat at the small table next to her. His thigh brushing hers before Beth hastily moved it away.
“You know you’ve placed Loker in a bad position Ton.”
“It won’t be the first time and definitely won’t be the last Razer.” Ton raised his glass unconcerned, “Besides Loker can take care of himself.”
Razer lifted his beer to his lips. Beth couldn’t help but notice how sensual they looked as he took a drink. He was a good-looking man and from his attitude, he was well aware of his attraction to the opposite sex. He was not surprised to find Beth staring at him.
“After he finishes his drink, you need to get him out of here. If he mouths off to Knox again, nobody will stop him.” He casted a warning look to Ton while talking to Beth.
“I’m going.” Ton stood up shakily from the table, “Not because I am scared of that.”
“Ton don’t.” Beth pleaded.
Not to be stopped “But I have to get Beth home. She doesn’t belong in this dump.”
Beth wanted to yell at the man herself for insulting Mick’s business. He had saved the ornery man’s ungrateful butt. Seeing Mick stiffen behind the bar, Beth knew Locker would be making amends not only to the bikers.
Beth rose from the table and moved to follow Ton towards the door. Taking her hand, Razer spoke to her for the first time. ”Why don’t you drop off Ton and come back. Have a drink with me.”
Beth’s mouth dropped at the arrogance of the man. He was definitely used to the women being available to him.
“I don’t think so. Thanks anyway.” The polite Christian girl inside her refused, while the wild woman she used to dream about being begged for release. Jerking her hand from his, she hastily followed Ton outside with Razer’s laughter following her. He had seen her indecision.
“What the fuck was that about?” Samantha said walking up to the table.
Razer knew she had overheard him. “It’s none of your business.” Giving her a hard look, letting her know that he wouldn’t take her shit.
“Come on Razer. I’m horny, let’s head home."
“What’s the matter, Shade not in the mood?”
“You know I can handle you both." Leaning against his back, she rubbed her breasts against him. Her hand trailed down his chest until her hand covered his crotch. Squeezing him through his jeans, his cock hardened against her experienced fingers.
Pulling her to the side, he jerked her down for a rough kiss. “Get Shade and meet me outside. I’ll pay the bill and be there in a minute.”
“Why pay Mick, he said it’s on the house? If you want to blow your cash, give it to me.” Razer became ice cold. “We always pay our way. Mick isn’t responsible for Ton. Quit being a greedy bitch and go outside and wait or I’ll ask Jenna if she wants to play. Makes no difference to me,” he ordered.
Sam bit back the sharp retort she wanted to make, but knew she would make Razer angry with her and she wanted him too badly for that. She had seen the interest in his eyes when he sat down next to the goody two shoes Sunday school teacher. She knew he didn’t stand a chance in hell in getting into those panties, but Sam had seen the slight hesitation in Beth when he had asked her for a drink. Determined to give him a night he would never forget, she went to get Shade and wait outside.
“Get up sleepyhead.” Beth burrowed further under her pillows at her sister’s demand.
“Go away.” She felt like she had just closed her eyes. It had taken her over an hour to get Ton taken care of, and then she had to place the call to explain everything to Loker James who had been surprising calm at her description of the events. He had always been a mystery to her. In his late thirties, he was not a handsome man. He was known to be harsh and unfriendly around town, but it didn’t matter because he was a well-known businessman who had made Treepoint his home when his father had retired here after retiring from the Army. He had hired Beth when his business trips had began lasting longer than several days. Ton was a well-known rebel rouser around town when he was drunk, but he also had several medical conditions that needed careful monitoring. Beth was amazed he had managed to make a career out of the Army with his behavior. Lily bounced up and down on her bed, pulling her away from her thoughts.
“Let’s go swimming.”
Usually her weekdays were full, but Beth kept her weekends free to spend with Lily. Her departure in two months for college was looming, Beth wanted to spend what time she could with her before she left. Sadness clutched at her chest at the knowledge things were about to change. They had such a close relationship and Beth did not want them to grow apart.
“Okay." Laughing, they scurried into their suits, covering them with shorts and t-shirts. Beth enjoyed her relaxed attire. Usually, she dressed professionally when about town dealing with her clients.
After eating a quick breakfast and packing a light lunch, they got in Beth’s car and headed to the small lake nestled in the base of the surrounding mountains. Usually, this time of the year it wasn’t busy, but Beth and Lily had discovered a small nook with a small beach that no one ever went to. They frolicked and played for over an hour before getting out and lazily eating their lunch.
“Ready to go back in the water?” Lily asked.
“You’re supposed to wait twenty minutes or you will get cramps,” Beth replied, stretching out and relaxing on the soft blanket they kept in the car for such occasions. Both sisters were avid swimmers and the cold water was never a deterrent.
“That’s an old wives' tale.”
“I don’t think so, sounds true to me.”
“Lazy butt, you just don’t want to get up.”
“I’m not seventeen with boundless energy. I am old.”
“You’re twenty-four. That’s not old, besides, I’m nineteen remember?”
“It feels old and you act seventeen.”
“You’re only tired because you got in so late last night.”
“How do you know what time I got back? Your light was off when I got home.”
“I wasn’t asleep. I can’t sleep until I know your home.” Lily confessed.
“It won’t happen again. I am sorry.”
Lily shrugged. “It’s not your fault. I need to get used to being on my own. I could go to the community college in the fall and it would be closer.” Lily watched for her sister’s reaction.
Beth shook her head negatively. “I told you it would be good for you to go to a college further away from home. There is a whole world out there for you to discover. Give it a couple of semesters if you’re truly unhappy then come home. You know if you want to be a social worker then you need the advantage of a broad spectrum of experiences.”
“But…”
“Give it a try.” Beth smiled.
“Alright, but if I am unhappy, I am coming home.”
Laughing, Beth jumped up and grabbed her hand “Let’s go swimming.”
“What about waiting?”
“Let’s live dangerously.” They giggled as they ran into the cool water, taking turns dunking each other and just spending time together.
Finally frustrated at being unable to catch her slippery as a seal sister, Beth headed back to their blanket.
“I will pack up if you want to swim a little longer.” She said over her shoulder.
“Cool.” Lily lazily floating on her back waved her sister away. Smiling, Beth was kneeling on the blanket putting away the remains of their lunch when she heard the loud motors coming their way. She began praying they would pass by. Her prayers remained unanswered as the large group of bikers rode into the s
mall nook.
Beth remained frozen as she watched them get off their bikes. Pulling beer and towels out of the side bags attached to the motorcycles. Beth recognized Razer, Knox, and Samantha, but was unfamiliar with the rest of the group of twelve. Sam and five other women had ridden in on the back of the bikes. Beth recognized the biker she had rode behind from the bar last night, his heavily tattooed body made him impossible to forget. He had dark hair like Razer’s, but cut shorter, he was also leaner with an air of menace that clung like a glove. His eyes were covered with sunglasses, yet Beth could sense his taking in the position of both Beth and Lily.
Her eyes turned to Lily who had been swimming back toward the shore when the motorcycles had turned into their isolated spot. She, like her sister, had frozen in place, Lily’s beautiful face showing her terror.
With her eyes on her sister, Beth felt someone approaching her as she sat frozen on the blanket.
“Mind if we join you?”
“Not at all, but as you can see we are about to leave.” Beth kept her voice even, to keep from frightening her sister. She was terrified enough. Beth didn’t think the group would accost them; word would have gotten around town if they had a reputation of bothering women. In fact, it was the exact opposite. The shortage of available males in the community provided them with plenty of women to choose from.
Razer’s direct gaze pinned her to the spot. “We can’t tempt you to stay?”
“No. We have been here awhile and the sun is getting to us.” Razer studied the woman sitting on the blanket. Her pale blond was beginning to dry; parted down the middle it framed her face before curling underneath. The thick mass was long and silky. Her pale skin was a faint red showing that the sun was beginning to take its toll. The pale curves of her full breasts were barely hidden from the pale blue one-piece suit she was wearing.
