bad,” I accuse her. Rolling her eyes she pouts her lips. Hands on her hips ready to give me the mama lecture. “Good Lord baby. You know I love your trouble makin' ass. Mama loves all her babies.” Her smile sweet and genuine while she pasts my hand. I return it. Mary and Kiki both go back to their cleaning up. Don't know why. The guys will just mess it back up once they're back. “Here bitch,” Peaches smirks sliding over a shot glass filled with clear liquid. Oh no. Shaking my head I push it back. “Not happenin'. You remember what happened last time I drank this shit?” Throwing her long black hair over her shoulder she laughs at me. Sneaky smirk on her face. “Oh I remember,” she ways wiggling her eyebrows. I can see the wheels of her dirty mind working overtime. “Oh fuck. You mean after the Barbeque of 06?” Cali says laughing right along with Peaches. Fuck me. Mini looks interested now. Eyes light with trouble; she swings her gaze at the three of us. “What happened?” she asks pure interest on her face. Damn near shaking with excitement she waits for an explanation. Shaking my head at my two shit headed friends I pray they keep their mouths shut. “It’s nothin',” I say trying to stop this story before it gets started. Once Cali and Peaches get going, there is no going back. Cali holds her hand up to shut me up. Bitch is going to bring it up. Cali and Peaches exchange a look, ready to start shit. “You mean the mornin' I found you n' Peaches butt ass naked in bed together?” Cali says with a little giggle. That's not exactly how it went down. Not my finest hour. Mini squeals in delight waiting for the full story. Peaches cops a feel egging Mini on. Cali laughs at Peaches and me. And I need a drink. A really, really strong one.
4
Tank
Walking into the club house I sit my ass down at the bar. Long run. My ass is wore the fuck out. As soon as I have a drink in my hand I hear a bunch of loud ass chatter coming from up in the loft. Walking down the stairs Peaches is laughing. Actually more like cackling. Behind her is Stitch and Cali and behind them walks Tiny with a little Lil on his back. Her bare feet stuck out from under his arms. What in the fucking hell. “Tank,” Lil calls excitedly with a big smile, waving at me. The past week shit has changed around here. The old ladies and girlfriends have been hanging around the club more. I attribute that to Lil. She spends almost every day here helping Low out. There's just something about her. You get to the club and you're looking for a brother, you can't find him. Look for Lil, that's where he'll be. Everyone just seems to gravitate to her whether meaning to or not. It's seems she spends most of her time with, me, Gin, or Stitch though. Hanging out with me talking and flirting. I've grown to like her even more than I did before, which is scary as fuck. It's all finally starting to feel normal around here again. After Lucy died the women stopped coming around so much. Well except the club whores, but those bitches aren't good for much. Place got fucking depressing. The old ladies are annoying as hell, but it's a love hate kind of thing. It's nice to have the loud ass happy chatter back and home cooked meals. “Sit me down here,” Lil says tapping Tiny on the head. Turning around he backs to the bar and sits her ass on the bar top right next to me. Feet on my bar stool. “Somethin' wrong withcha feet baby?” I ask her nodding to her feet. Laughing she shakes her head. “No I just painted ‘em. Can't smudge ‘em.” That makes no sense. I'll never fully understand females. “Why didn't you wait to walk 'til they dried?” Shrugging she smiles sheepishly. Biting her lip she looks a little embarrassed. “Heard your bike thought I'd come say hi.” Well shit. I sure as hell can't argue that. Gin plops down next to me. He rolls his eyes at Lil immediately. And here they go. These two are always at. “Girl ya always
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Tank
Walking into the club house I sit my ass down at the bar. Long run. My ass is wore the fuck out. As soon as I have a drink in my hand I hear a bunch of loud ass chatter coming from up in the loft. Walking down the stairs Peaches is laughing. Actually more like cackling. Behind her is Stitch and Cali and behind them walks Tiny with a little Lil on his back. Her bare feet stuck out from under his arms. What in the fucking hell. “Tank,” Lil calls excitedly with a big smile, waving at me. The past week shit has changed around here. The old ladies and girlfriends have been hanging around the club more. I attribute that to Lil. She spends almost every day here helping Low out. There's just something about her. You get to the club and you're looking for a brother, you can't find him. Look for Lil, that's where he'll be. Everyone just seems to gravitate to her whether meaning to or not. It's seems she spends most of her time with, me, Gin, or Stitch though. Hanging out with me talking and flirting. I've grown to like her even more than I did before, which is scary as fuck. It's all finally starting to feel normal around here again. After Lucy died the women stopped coming around so much. Well except the club whores, but those bitches aren't good for much. Place got fucking depressing. The old ladies are annoying as hell, but it's a love hate kind of thing. It's nice to have the loud ass happy chatter back and home cooked meals. “Sit me down here,” Lil says tapping Tiny on the head. Turning around he backs to the bar and sits her ass on the bar top right next to me. Feet on my bar stool. “Somethin' wrong withcha feet baby?” I ask her nodding to her feet. Laughing she shakes her head. “No I just painted ‘em. Can't smudge ‘em.” That makes no sense. I'll never fully understand females. “Why didn't you wait to walk 'til they dried?” Shrugging she smiles sheepishly. Biting her lip she looks a little embarrassed. “Heard your bike thought I'd come say hi.” Well shit. I sure as hell can't argue that. Gin plops down next to me. He rolls his eyes at Lil immediately. And here they go. These two are always at. “Girl ya always
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