by Fox, Regina
The table laughed. Penny didn’t know why her question was so funny.
Danny explained. “That building isn’t being built, baby doll. That’s been that way for at least a year now.”
“Isn’t that why he came here, because this was where the boom moved to? New City?” she asked.
Again they laughed.
“Oh, so you thought because this is called New City it was just being built?” he asked. “New City is about a hundred years old. There’ve been things to come and go to bring folks in and send them packing. I imagine that Brill Wayland moved here, if he is here, temporarily to hide.”
Penny didn’t like that at all. It occurred to her that maybe it was something that she should just let go. Take a day or two, collect herself and go home.
“Oh,” she said, very disappointed.
Danny lifted her chin. “We’ll find him. We’ll get him. And you’ll get some satisfaction.”
“Guarantee it,” said Trenton.
The waitress appeared to take their order. Everyone ordered some kind of red meat. Penny no longer felt like eating. She ordered a salad. Everyone scoffed.
“No, no,” they protested in tandem.
“What?” she asked. Everything was starting to wear on her.
“You can’t come to these parts and eat like a rabbit. That’s like going into the whore house for a kiss. You sure you don’t want a burger?” Danny asked.
Penny shook her head. Danny whispered in her ear.
“Do I need to take you back to the Holiday Inn and work up an appetite?” he asked.
Before he could get his answer, Trenton tapped him on the arm. Trenton’s face was flared and he tilted his head in the direction of the door. Danny smiled from ear to ear.
“You’re going to feel like eating the entire animal in just a second. Excuse me, Pretty Penny. Boys?”
Brill Wayland entered The Bison with a young woman on his arm and three members of the Riggers Motorcycle Club. Trenton, Pike, Murray, Bull, John and Danny rose from the table and greeted them. Brill Wayland’s expression was so arrogant.
“Can I help you, chief?” he said to Danny.
Danny’s eyebrows nearly flew off of his face. “Chief?” he said flamboyantly. “Thank you for the promotion but no, I am not a chief. But there is something I would like for you to address.”
“I am busy, chief. I have a website. Drop me a note there,” he replied and tried to pass.
“Well now, I believe someone already did contact you. Several times. You met her on online chat. You met her in Washington DC and hired her to be the nanny for your children? You were supposed to meet her yesterday when she arrived in Parshall to start her new job. You know, the one you gave her?”
“I am the nanny for the Wayland family,” interjected the young woman.
“Well, now, I am no nanny but seems like you should be where the kids are. Or are these guys your kids, Mr. Wayland?” Danny asked of the Riggers.
The Riggers took a threatening step towards Danny, who didn’t even flinch. Wayland and his guys were outmatched and they knew it.
Trenton snapped a picture of Brill Wayland with the woman on his arm.
“So maybe you can hire two nannies,” Danny proposed. “The one you promised a job to. The one who leased her home in Virginia so she could come out here and make the new start you promised her. And this one, who can go to restaurants and suck your dick.”
“You watch your mouth, chief,” snarled Wayland.
“I am not the one who should watch it. Trenton, know what the penalty for adultery is in North Dakota? Chief here is a lawyer,” said Danny with a wink.
“It’s a misdemeanor. Up to a thousand dollar fine,” he said, to which Wayland scoffed. “And a year in jail.”
“Oh, I like that,” said Danny. “He has a website Trenton. Make sure to send that picture to the contact information there. I am sure Mrs. Wayland would be very interested in seeing how well you get along with your nanny.”
“What do you want?” Wayland sighed.
“I want you to meet the young woman you lured out here and then ditched. I want you to make arrangements to reimburse her for the costs she incurred to take the job with you, and then we will all be on our way,” said Danny.
“Right now?” he asked, like it was an inconvenience.
“Five minutes of your time to set up the next meeting, which you will make, and you can go have your dinner,” said Danny.
“Look chief,” Wayland said one more time.
Danny lunged and hoisted him up by the collar. Penny could see the fear on his face from where she sat.
“Danny White Feather,” Danny snarled. “Say it.”
“Danny White Feather,” Brill Wayland strained.
Danny released him.
“Why the fuck do I pay you guys?” he said to the Riggers.
The woman who was the purported nanny tried to soothe him. He smacked her hand away. He smoothed his clothes and walked over to the table to address Penny.
“Which one of you is the woman who traveled for the nanny position?” he asked.
Cady made a face. “I thought you said you met this man,” she remarked to Penny.
“I did. I spent an afternoon watching his children while they toured our nation’s capital,” said Penny.
“Oh yes.” Wayland pinched a card from his wallet. “Here is my card. Come to my office, address is right there. Come by reception tomorrow. I’ll have a check waiting for you.”
“You don’t even know how much she has been put out,” remarked Trenton.
“Take it or leave it,” Wayland replied arrogantly. “And I am talking to her, unless she’s your client, counselor.”
“Well, maybe we will leave it. That will be up to her, asshole,” replied Trenton.
“Nice. Typical. Well, I am done,” he said and he and his entourage departed the table.
The Ghosts of the Prairie took their seats at the table.
Trenton laughed. “What did he mean by ‘typical’?” he asked.
Danny replied. “I think he was calling you an Injun.”
“I guess so,” said Trenton.
“Do you feel better?” Danny asked Penny.
“Thank you,” she said.
She actually did not feel better. Her nerves were now set on edge for Danny’s sake. Penny had a feeling that something was about to happen. She wasn’t sure what, but she could feel it.
Trenton fooled around with his phone before setting it down.
“The good news is,” said Danny, “business is out of the way. Tonight is all about pleasure.”
The bikers and Cady clinked the necks of their beer bottles together. Penny lifted her ice tea to join in. She and Trenton just happened to look out the restaurant window to see police cars lining up in front.
“Shit,” said Danny. “Well, it was going to be about pleasure.”
The sheriff and two deputies entered The Bison. Brill Wayland called them over to him from across the restaurant.
“Officers, over here,” summoned Wayland. He and his group were in a semicircular booth.
The sheriff was an enormous Native American. Penny guessed he could be closer to seven feet tall than to six.
“No, over here,” the sheriff responded. “You come to me.”
Brill Wayland dabbed his mouth and waved his guys impatiently to get out of his way. He rushed over and started reiterating what had happened. The sheriff put up his hand.
“Talk when I ask you to talk,” he said.
“Oh,” said Wayland and he made a face.
“I take it you’re the complainant,” said the sheriff to Wayland.
“Yes,” he replied, not so excited anymore. “But I am thinking there isn’t any point now.”
“Why is that?” asked the sheriff.
Wayland searched for the words but he didn’t have the nerve.
“Go on,” Danny grinned. “I dare ya,” he taunted Wayland, then to the sheriff he said,
“I think Chippewa got his tongue.”
“Oh, is that so?” said the sheriff. “Well, if he isn’t talking, how about you? This man said one of you assaulted him.”
Trenton spoke up, “Not responding to the assault. But they had a conversation in which that gentleman continually referred to this gentleman as ‘chief’.”
“Are you a chief?” the sheriff asked Danny.
“No,” replied Danny.
“Ohhh,” scolded the sheriff, shaking his head.
“Okay, let’s drop the whole thing,” protested Wayland.
“You don’t get to ‘drop the whole thing’,” said the sheriff. He called the waitress over. “Miss, did anyone here assault that man there?” he indicated Wayland.
“I didn’t see anything. Everyone started talking. No raised voices so I thought they were friends. I went in the back until they were finished,” replied the waitress.
“What was the discussion about?” asked the sheriff.
Trenton very briefly summed up the discussion about Penny and explained how Wayland had already filled the position with the woman who he was having dinner with.
“I see,” noted the sheriff as he glanced at the young woman at the table. “Filling that position but good, mm.”
“I think I would like the name of your chief,” demanded Wayland. Penny thought he looked just like a spoiled baby.
The sheriff grinned. “I am the chief. Whether you mean of police or of my tribe, I got it covered. So, if you call me chief, I am cool with that.”
The sheriff ripped off what appeared to be a ticket from his book, and handed it to Wayland.
“This is just a warning. You’re new in town, I understand that. But we don't call the police to settle scores. We don’t call the police to one-up our foes. We call the police with a legitimate need for help. Please don’t hesitate to call if you have one of those.”
The sheriff gave everyone a quick nod. “Be cool,” he said and he and his deputies left.
But Wayland could not hold back. He flew into a rage, reached onto their table, picked up a beer bottle, and threw it. The sheriff and his deputies did an about face and tackled him to the ground.
Brill Wayland was carted off in handcuffs. He could be heard hollering all the way to the squad car, even after the door was closed.
Chapter Seven
“Wow that did not turn out the way I expected it to,” said Penny.
Danny and Trenton said in unison with a burst of laughter, “Us neither.”
“I thought I was going the ‘three hots and a cot route’,” said Danny. He and Trenton looked at each other and laughed hard.
Penny looked to Cady. “Why is this funny?” she asked. She found the entire thing upsetting.
Danny turned Penny’s chin. “Did anyone ever tell you you’re adorable?”
He called to the waitress and ordered another round of beers.
Penny stuck to her salad but it was large and the waitress added steak to it. Their meals were so bountiful; each one of them leaned back in their seats and patted their bellies.
A very attractive woman stormed into the restaurant and charged right for them.
“Who is this?” muttered Danny.
“This is Mrs. Wayland,” said Penny.
“What is going on?” she asked Penny directly. But Trenton fielded the question.
“I’ll explain,” he said, rising. “Let’s go over here.”
Penny looked to Danny, who returned her gaze with smoldering eyes.
“We’ll pony up for the dinner bill and call it a day,” he said with a wink.
The members of the Ghosts of the Prairie tipped well. Penny spied on Cady and Murray. Maybe she was wrong about the waitress. Maybe it was something else, because in Penny’s estimation, they were good together.
When Danny started his bike and she climbed on back, she was reminded again at how good he felt. His body was amazing. So warm. So hard. And all hers, at least for now. It was such a whirlwind, this thing between them. But it was good.
As always, he pulled her arms around him tight so that her breasts mooshed against his hard frame. She had to spread her knees wide to fit up against him, sending a tingling sensation through her body as she remembered how he had spread her open with his hard cock. Her position and the vibration of the Harley aroused her. Penny whimpered against him.
Danny was so all-knowing. He reached to her thighs and stroked them. The chills that he gave her went straight to her core. She was so, so horny for him. Whatever they had planned for the rest of the evening, Penny was going to seduce him as soon as they were at the Holiday Inn. She had dibs on the next hour.
She counted heads when all the fellow bikers pulled into their spaces at the motel. All but Trenton was accounted for. That fact seemed to preoccupy him. They didn’t want to leave him behind.
“Baby doll, you go on into our room. I’ll be in in a few,” he said.
They exchanged a quick kiss.
The Ghosts of the Prairie stood at the edge of the parking lot across from The Bison and waited for Trenton, Penny spied. She watched Danny use his cell phone. But then Trenton appeared from the restaurant and walked Mrs. Wayland to her car before getting on his bike. Once he was in the parking lot with the other bikers, Danny relaxed and walked towards their room.
Penny scurried. She went into the bathroom and quickly got naked. She stepped into the shower and played like she hadn’t been spying at all. This meant that she had to step into a very cold shower while the water heated up. Her breathing rose in her chest as Danny found her. She closed her eyes with anticipation as she heard him enter the bathroom.
Through the noise of the water, she heard him peel his t-shirt off of his magnificent body. She heard the clink of his belt buckle and the whoosh of his jeans sliding down his powerful legs. “You playing hard to get, here baby doll?” he said, his voice so, so sexy and playful. “You pretending not to know I am here?”
His face rested next to hers. The electricity of their contact made her whimper. Everything he did from that point forward was intensely erotic. He completely enveloped her, wrapping his arms around her so that all of him touched all of her. She felt his magnificent erection nudge in between her legs from behind.
Penny boldly captured it, flexing her wet thighs.
“Oooh,” he gasped. “Claim it baby, it is yours!”
Danny’s hand pressed against her abdomen, pushing a sensation that pulsed between her legs. His touch was incredible, every touch sent vibrations through her body.
He slid his hands around her hips, gripping them and pulling her against his hard erection. His hands slowly slid up around her curves, pushing her arms away from her body. The hard water was beating against her chest, stinging her nipples as he explored her with his rough hands.
Danny softly kissed Penny’s exposed earlobe, tugging at it with his lips before releasing the soft skin. She let out a whimper as his mouth trailed alongside her neck and stopped at her shoulder.
His hands reached around, quickly locating the hard flesh on her breasts, and rolled it between his fingers simultaneously. Her body pressed against his and her head flared back, exposing her neck. His mouth left sweet gentle kisses on her neck as his fingers pinched her nipples. The sensation of both rough and gentle was enough to make her explode.
Danny’s fingers released her sore but wanting nipples and travelled down her body. He braced her abdomen and stroked her thighs, back and forth. It wasn’t a far distance from her belly to the swollen pink flesh between her legs. His fingers found her and he assertively rubbed her. His wrist was phenomenal. He knew exactly where to touch and how to move almost as well as she did herself.
He pressed her pubic bone, gliding the length of his finger as he penetrated her. It was a very erogenous spot for her. She could make herself come by pressing this spot while working the sensitive pearl above it.
Penny’s breathing became rapid and short and her body began to rock in motion with
his hand. She was losing control of her impulses and felt herself start to throb. Danny would stop as soon as he felt her throb and then continue when her body calmed, repeating the teasing until he knew she was on the brink of ecstasy.
Penny knew when she started to throb again that she would be unable to stop herself from releasing, even if Danny did stop again. But, he didn’t.
He buried his finger deep inside of her, pushing hard on her pelvic bone. Her body clenched against his hand and her legs started quivering.
“Let go baby doll.” Danny’s voice was winded as he spoke softly into her ear. Her body relaxed and she felt herself gush hot liquid all over his hand. He slowed his stroking and began softly stroking her with his finger to milk every last drop from between her legs.
Danny spun her around and kissed her passionately with his erection rubbing up against her sensitive skin. He lifted one of her legs up and gripped her buttocks as he guided himself inside her.
Her sensitivity level was heightened to the point that she swore she could feel the helmet shaped head of his cock and every one of his veins that bulged from his large muscle. He filled her so completely. All the way to the base of her womb, causing her to fit around him snuggly. Their bodies were made for each other. He cupped her buttocks, pressing her against him so that he could bury himself completely within her.
He reached for the showerhead, which he removed from the wall and corded down wherever he wanted to aim it. He handed it to her, encouraging her to hold it while he manipulated the water flow with this thumb, creating a concentrated, powerful flow. It was like a showerhead vibrator. It was powerful and quick.
Penny dissolved into a helpless mass, washed inside and out with powerful bursts of pleasure. She had no choice but to cry out. Each of his strokes was ten times more pleasing, her channel so alive as the orgasm gave her spasm after spasm of sugared sensation.
“Does that feel good?” he asked her in a low and syrupy voice.
His voice in itself was an aphrodisiac. He made her wet just talking to her. She was pretty sure she nodded yes, it felt amazing, but the level of arousal that he elevated her to made her doubt her own judgment. She wavered in and out. Their sex was like dope.
