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them turned around and glanced at her, and then they
grinned and came forward. They might all be around the same age, but they were
like big brothers to her. They all rushed forward and gave her these big bear
hugs.
“Well
shit, I thought you weren’t coming back home for another couple of days?” Mason
asked.
“I
wanted to surprise everyone,” she said and smiled. “Glad I didn’t walk in on
you guys doing a train on a new club girl.”
Bodhi
grunted. “Girl, we only do those on Saturdays,” he said, but was totally
kidding, and grinned to make that known.
They
talked for a few more minutes, and then, she headed over to the bar for some
water. The young woman behind the counter didn’t look much older than Alexis,
but the nasty scowl on her face, and the fact it was pointed right at Alexis,
told her that she didn’t think her joke had been very funny.
“Hope
you didn’t get offended by me busting their balls.” Alexis leaned on the
scarred bar counter and smiled, but the girl had a major stick up her ass. She
didn’t respond, and instead turned to put a bottle of whiskey on the shelf. Her
clothing told Alexis all she needed to know: the woman was club pussy for sure.
Alexis didn’t even bother asking for some water at that point, even though it
was clear serving whoever came to the bar was the girl’s job. But Alexis was in
too good a mood to bitch slap someone this early in the morning. And then she
heard this very high-pitched, giddy and slightly obnoxious female laugh coming
from the back of the clubhouse.
She
turned just her head and looked over her shoulder. This scantily clad woman,
maybe her age or a bit younger walked out from the back hallway. Even from the
distance Alexis could see how much make-up she had on. It was that facial
plaster that made the girl look like a bad and trashy version of a Barbie doll.
She also wore this outfit that made her look like a skanky country girl, what
with the gingham cropped top that she had knotted at her navel, and the front
button that she had undone. Hell, the top alone was low enough that her tits
were all but falling out. Alexis scanned her gaze up and down the club girl’s
body. The little jewel piercing in her belly button screamed “easy”, but Alexis
couldn’t even understand why. No, she knew why. The girl herself screamed slut
in the worst way, especially with the Daisy Duke shorts she wore that gave
camel toe a whole new meaning.
The
girl looked over her shoulder toward the hallway, and her blonde hair, which
looked too stiff with all the product in it, barely
moved from the rapid action. She giggled louder, and for some reason Alexis
stiffened. There was something about the girl that didn’t sit right with her,
and although she was clearly a club whore—a term Alexis had never liked using
until this exact moment—Alexis felt very threatened by this woman. She didn’t
like it. When it came to the women that worked around the clubhouse, and the
ones that were passed around by the single members, she sure as hell had never
felt intimidated by them. And then she heard the deep rumble of Nico’s voice right behind the club pussy, and she
straightened her back even further.
“ Ohmigod , Nico . It was so big,”
the blonde said on a little breathy giggle. The girl came further into the main
room. Bodhi, Mason, and Jakob didn’t pay her any
attention, and continued to play pool, but then Nico stepped into the room. He hadn’t seen Alexis yet, and she was about to move
toward him when the bitch of a skank all but skipped to him and wrapped her
skinny ass arms around his waist.
“Thanks
for all your help, Nico ,” the blonde said to him,
tilted her head back, and smiled this smile that was totally one that screamed
“I want to fuck you to properly thank you.”
The
anger and jealousy Alexis felt were so prominent that she felt her blood boil
from the intensity of it. She had always thought of herself as an easygoing
person, and although
grinned and came forward. They might all be around the same age, but they were
like big brothers to her. They all rushed forward and gave her these big bear
hugs.
“Well
shit, I thought you weren’t coming back home for another couple of days?” Mason
asked.
“I
wanted to surprise everyone,” she said and smiled. “Glad I didn’t walk in on
you guys doing a train on a new club girl.”
Bodhi
grunted. “Girl, we only do those on Saturdays,” he said, but was totally
kidding, and grinned to make that known.
They
talked for a few more minutes, and then, she headed over to the bar for some
water. The young woman behind the counter didn’t look much older than Alexis,
but the nasty scowl on her face, and the fact it was pointed right at Alexis,
told her that she didn’t think her joke had been very funny.
“Hope
you didn’t get offended by me busting their balls.” Alexis leaned on the
scarred bar counter and smiled, but the girl had a major stick up her ass. She
didn’t respond, and instead turned to put a bottle of whiskey on the shelf. Her
clothing told Alexis all she needed to know: the woman was club pussy for sure.
Alexis didn’t even bother asking for some water at that point, even though it
was clear serving whoever came to the bar was the girl’s job. But Alexis was in
too good a mood to bitch slap someone this early in the morning. And then she
heard this very high-pitched, giddy and slightly obnoxious female laugh coming
from the back of the clubhouse.
She
turned just her head and looked over her shoulder. This scantily clad woman,
maybe her age or a bit younger walked out from the back hallway. Even from the
distance Alexis could see how much make-up she had on. It was that facial
plaster that made the girl look like a bad and trashy version of a Barbie doll.
She also wore this outfit that made her look like a skanky country girl, what
with the gingham cropped top that she had knotted at her navel, and the front
button that she had undone. Hell, the top alone was low enough that her tits
were all but falling out. Alexis scanned her gaze up and down the club girl’s
body. The little jewel piercing in her belly button screamed “easy”, but Alexis
couldn’t even understand why. No, she knew why. The girl herself screamed slut
in the worst way, especially with the Daisy Duke shorts she wore that gave
camel toe a whole new meaning.
The
girl looked over her shoulder toward the hallway, and her blonde hair, which
looked too stiff with all the product in it, barely
moved from the rapid action. She giggled louder, and for some reason Alexis
stiffened. There was something about the girl that didn’t sit right with her,
and although she was clearly a club whore—a term Alexis had never liked using
until this exact moment—Alexis felt very threatened by this woman. She didn’t
like it. When it came to the women that worked around the clubhouse, and the
ones that were passed around by the single members, she sure as hell had never
felt intimidated by them. And then she heard the deep rumble of Nico’s voice right behind the club pussy, and she
straightened her back even further.
“ Ohmigod , Nico . It was so big,”
the blonde said on a little breathy giggle. The girl came further into the main
room. Bodhi, Mason, and Jakob didn’t pay her any
attention, and continued to play pool, but then Nico stepped into the room. He hadn’t seen Alexis yet, and she was about to move
toward him when the bitch of a skank all but skipped to him and wrapped her
skinny ass arms around his waist.
“Thanks
for all your help, Nico ,” the blonde said to him,
tilted her head back, and smiled this smile that was totally one that screamed
“I want to fuck you to properly thank you.”
The
anger and jealousy Alexis felt were so prominent that she felt her blood boil
from the intensity of it. She had always thought of herself as an easygoing
person, and although
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