I told yeh, company’s coming. – Nessie
During the first week of October, the presidents and Karan went and looked at several locations. A large warehouse. A former office building. Two large houses. Empty lots. An old school. And a church that moved to a newer building.There were all kinds of rumors going around all three clubhouses. One was closing. A new one was opening. The Shack was moving to a smaller location.When they met for church that week, the brothers were all told about a special meeting at the Shack on Saturday afternoon. Before any of the bars and clubs opened. On a day when no construction was done. After the shops closed.And wives, girlfriends and kids were to come also.Several of the moms objected when they were told that some of the Shack girls would be watching the kids. The three presidents stepped in and smoothed things over.After breakfast, the kitchen moved straight into making lunch. They did this on occasion, but not veryBitch needs the shit knocked out of her. – James“You can’t prove any of what you just said.” Mitzi said as she approached her daughters. “No?” Nessie laughed as she untucked her shirt. “Actually, I can. Yeh want to know why I haven’t fucked him yet? Cameras. There’s cameras in me room. And now they are in his room since I spend some nights there.”“And why would you need cameras?” the older daughter sneered.Nessie turned around and lifted her shirt exposing her back. The cuts and burns from Bradley and his lessons had healed. But the myriad of scars remained. “Ness.” Siobhan and Toad both said.Knuckles knew what they were seeing. The scars were placed so they could be hidden. No one would know that Bradley had burnt and carved his name in her skin. Not unless he wanted them to know. But Knuckles knew.And now his whole family knew.He passed the cats to Scrapper and Riffraff. Then he quickly stepped up to Nessie, pulling off his cut as he mo
You’re really serious about this, aren’t you? – EvieAfter lunch, the kids were taken to the main common area where the Shack girls kept them entertained. The older kids took over the media room and streamed movies. Several of the kids from other clubs lost against Molly’s older girls at the pool tables. After they promised not to play for money. Meanwhile, the three presidents proposed a new business venture that all three clubs would benefit from. “In the last few years, we’ve become a little tamer and a lot more family oriented. I don’t know about the other clubs, but mine is expecting six babies next year.” Toad said. “And holy fuck the cost of daycare!”There was a light murmur, especially among the women. Afte Toad said that, Karan came back in and tried to disappear into the background. “Nope, Karan, get up here.” Trigg called motioning for her to join them. “How many of you knew that she was doing online classes for childhood development and
Dad, mom is pregnant. How the hell did that happen? I mean I know how it happened. I’m just going to shut up now. – James“Why did no one tell me that Nessie was here?” James asked as he sat in the bar with his dad. Riffraff sat three beers on the table as he sat in the empty chair. “You didn’t know?”“None of the family knows where she is.” Toad explained. “You can’t say anything. She has a crazy ex that thinks she’s bouncing around Europe.”“But she works here.” James said claiming a beer.“Nope. There’s no paperwork or records that link her to the club.” Toad said watching the guys at the bar.“Where’s her passport?” Riffraff asked. “Ask Werewolf. Last I heard was Poland.” Toad shrugged as Cookie got between the two men at the bar that were arguing over football. As Toad grumbled about football, Knuckles joined them.Noel brought a Guinness over for him. “Your kids are at the door.”“Come on, kids.” Knuckles laughed as the cats ran for him. T
I lost my husbands, my baby, my world. I’m scared that I’ll lose Tank and Ink also. – EvieNessie had been in the kitchen trying out another recipe that she was planning on fixing for Thanksgiving. She started planning the meal around mid August. It had changed and morphed as recipes weren’t what she wanted and people requested different things. “Green bean casserole? What the feck is that?” After it was explained, she looked at Jax, who was over from Pop’s Place, with a disgusted look and demanded; “Why the hell would yeh eat that?”But several people requested it. She eventually relented and found a recipe. Then she tweaked it until she and her girls approved. She did the same with several other recipes. Sweet potato casserole and pie. Stuffing. Currently, she was trying her latest rendition of cranberry salad. Evie had come in to find something to eat and drop off the envelopes with the sex of her babies. They talked for a while about how she had lost
There was a time that we were more devils than saints. – TriggKnuckles pulled back from her neck, ensuring that their eyes met and she understood what he was going to tell her. “They’d kill me. It might not be as quick as when Tank killed Jefferson. It would probably be brutal like when I killed Stinger. And my body would never be found. My bike would be stripped and parts sold. Anything that would identify it as mine would be destroyed. All my stuff would either be sold or destroyed. My cut would be burned and my name never mentioned again.”“But the club….”“Is not as nice as you think it is. We got out of drugs and arms when Sinner and his family were gunned down. But we still do some shit.” He said in a no-nonsense tone.“The guys that got you in Germany and bounced you around? That’s part of what we do. Werewolf opened his security company; all the employees are affiliated with the club. Including the international ones. We ghost people. You need to disap
Really? Do I think you made enough food? Did you invite the whole damned state? – ToadTurkey; smoked, baked and fried. Ham. Venison. Rotisserie and baked chicken. Hot dogs and chicken nuggets for the kids.Mashed potatoes. Potato salad. Baked potato bar; russet and sweet potatoes. Candied yams, sweet potato casserole and pie. Stuffing. Macaroni and cheese. Green bean casserole. Peas and carrots. Candied carrots. Green beans, English peas and black eye peas. Deviled eggs. English pea salad. Cranberry salad. Fruit salad. Salad bar. Yeast rolls. Biscuits. Sweet rolls. Potato bread. White, brown and turkey gravy.Pies – if it could be in a pie crust, there was at least one. Probably two. Apple, cherry, pumpkin, mincemeat, pecan, lemon, chocolate, coconut and rhubarb. And merengue pies. Peach and apple cobblers, too.White, chocolate, yellow and carrot cakes. And a cherry dump cake which Siobhan was craving. And of course, half a million coo
Yeh mean that black Friday is a real thing? We always thought it was just some made up shit. – NessieNessie kept seeing commercials for Black Friday sales and was surprised to find that it was a real event. Knuckles agreed to take her to some of the sales and recruited Law and James to go with them. Clay wanted to go and volunteered Trevor.They were an interesting couple for a motorcycle club. But after a few years, no one thought twice about the gay men. After all, in the same clubhouse there was Molly and his five pretties, Evie and her two men and Sticks with his woman and their two other men. Whip and Emily lived at Pop’s Place while their third, Dom, was considered a Nomad. The dungeon in the basement was hers while the one at Pop’s belonged to Whip.When her alarm went off early on Friday, it was not to go to the kitchen, but rather to go shopping. Downstairs they discovered that three of her girls, Karan, Stevie and Zee, were also joining them. Clay got int
You just need to know how to present a good argument. Have your facts and balls ready. – ColtonHaving watched Werewolf’s kids talk him into things, Knuckles had a good idea about what he needed to do. Plus, he grabbed the man’s oldest son and asked for tips. Colton was willing to help. Not because he was a fourteen year old romantic. But because he was a typical teenager who would love to see his father conned into changing his mind. Have a good argument. Sound facts.A plan.Contingency plans.Present the option you don’t want first. Be willing to change. Coffee.Some of aunt Mia’s cookies. No fear. He can sense it.And protect your balls.Knuckles entered the Cookie Jar through the back door. He nodded to the kitchen staff before he started up the stairs, taking two at a time. Bypassing the store room, Knuckles went to the office door and leaned against the door frame. He couldn’t help but smile at the sight before hi