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that. Shit.” She cussed herself.
    “That’s what you got me for now. See you tomorrow.”
    I told Joe my plans and he helped me round up some prospects. It should have taken longer, but these guys knew what they were doing, and they were anxious to get back to party, so it took about an hour to get beer, ice, sodas, liquor and food.
    After the prospects unloaded the booze and food I made sure the coolers were full and people saw the food on the picnic tables. I can see why Salina gets into this. It’s fun to see the looks of appreciation as people grab cold beers and put hot dogs on sticks. By eleven everyone had a drink and found whatever food they wanted.
    I was happily standing next to Joe as we listened to stories of runs and jobs he’d missed over the years. He’s probably heard about a lot of these from Slider’s letters, but listened anyway.
    Because of my lack of knowledge on how these things went down I told the girls to enjoy and keep whatever they made. I also warned them that any drama on their part would not be tolerated and would land them on the other side of the gate permanently. They didn’t seem to have any problems there.
    I waited until there was a break in the conversation before nudging Joe.
    He looked down already having his arm around me. “What’s up baby?”
    “I need to go sit down, it’s been a long day.”
    “Let’s go.” He led me over to a picnic table and pulled me to sit on his thigh. “You did good getting shit together at the last minute.”
    “Thanks. Having prospects helps.”
    “Yeah.” He suddenly noticed my overflowing cleavage was all but in his face and unsnapped the top snap of the leather top.
    I was relieved realizing just how damn tight this thing is. Then he unsnapped the next one finding a nipple just under the leather. “Easy there.”
    He looked at me, “No way.”
    I laughed when he shifted me to straddle his lap and abruptly unsnapped the last few to expose me fully for his hungry mouth. At first I tried to hide what he was doing, but when I looked around I saw plenty of topless girls, and plenty more happy bikers. Oh well. I guess if you’re not the only one it’s not a big deal.
    Bikers love boobs. I’ve always known this, but have never been to a real party like this with them, so it’s all new to me. I’ll admit it took a little getting used to, but the cool night air after being shoved in that tight little leather top all day, and the way he touched and played, well, it felt too good to complain.
    When he’d gotten his fix I put the girls back leaving the top two snaps undone, for me as much as for him.
    Joe caught me smiling as he moved me back to sitting on his thigh like I started. “What are you smiling about?”
    I leaned my head on his shoulder, “Just happy.”
    “Good.”
    I snuggled in and rested for a while. I could have slept except for the music got cranked up and there was just too many people coming over to welcome Joe home from the service. I guess he was pretty well known before he left. We got a good handful of congratulations for me becoming his old lady too, which I thought was sweet.
    I got a second wind around one in the morning and stood up to stretch. Joe took it as an opportunity to kiss me long and deep with those wandering hands.
    When he let go I went to get us fresh drinks. That was a nice break. On my way to one of the coolers I saw a girl who looked a little too young to be here standing alone with a not so happy look on her face.
    I walked over to her, “You okay honey?”
    “I’m okay.” She said, but her voice cracked.
    “Yeah, I don’t think so. How old are you?”
    “Thirteen, I think.”
    “You think?”
    She looked past me, “You should go. If he thinks I’m talking to you I’ll get in trouble.”
    I stepped aside and turned to see who had her so scared. Nobody I recognized. “Is that your father?”
    “God I hope not.” She said under her breath.
    “Are you sleeping with him?” I asked