The club has an endless supply of pussy coming and going and they make it clear that fucking and sucking the club president is their number one goal in life. Gloria leads the pack on that front.
Gator asked me one night why I didn’t give the girls shit about not keeping a wide berth around my man. I sat back, took a long pull on my beer and explained that I trusted Kane. If he wanted to stick his dick in a whore I couldn’t stop him but I’d be gone the minute he dropped his pants. I don’t go all Jerry Springer over a man that doesn’t want to be with me. Gator gave me a look like aliens were crawling out of my ass then went around telling all the guys what I said. I have no idea what they made of my admission. …show more content…
My earbuds are blocking out the street noise and I’m singing along to Plain White T’s singing 1,2,3,4 on my IPhone.
The music is blasting loud so when I notice movement at the bay doors I’m taken off guard. I turn and find three men in the shop. Whatever they’re here for can’t be good. One man has his back to me and I see the cut he’s wearing. It says, The Saints, Cullin Springs Chapter.