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have told her piss off then. Instead she became my anesthetize
From her over bleached yellow hair and slender figure. Down to her small tits. The slut is poles apart from my Cassie.
Looking at her and wanting to prove that I was a man. I let her wiggle her ass against my groin. The small stirring of my dick was all the encouragement I needed. The journey to my room is hazy as we stumbled our way up the stairs. Fuck it. Apart from her panties and my jeans I had not even bothered with removing our clothes. There was no foreplay, no kissing. I just fucked her. Hell, If Cassie had not walked in when she had, I doubt I would have been able to finish the job. My fucking dick was already starting to go limp. Fuck, what a day this is turning into.
Cassie’s voice had quickly sobered me up. Hastily I had leapt out of the bed to follow her out of the bedroom, begging for her to listen to me. When she walked out of the club and closed the door softly. It was as if she had slammed the door to my heart.
The next day I returned home with every intention of talking to her. To give her anything she wanted. And what had she wanted. Nothing. Just time to think. There was to be no returning to her bed. No sex. Especially not until I had the all clear from the doctor. I had the fucking all clear. And still there was no sex. How we are living now has to fucking change.
Coming out of my reverie, I answer Tabby “Fuck if I know”
Chapter 4
The next morning we left Bear and the brothers to continue with our journey. Before long, the Harleys were eating the miles up as we passed stretches of barren roads and landscapes. This is a familiar run. One in which we do monthly. And until recently, I had enjoyed these runs. The wide open space. The freedom of being away from civilian and the confines of town life. However, this time, been on the road is providing me with too much time to think. It makes me realize how unsettled our lives are. The sooner we returned to Comfort Springs, The sooner Cassie, and I can sort the mess our lives are in.
By the time we reach our final destination it is late evening. This time there's no Devil’s Comfort, or any other friendly charter where we can stay. Just an old isolated camping ground used by the occasional hunter. One that we have used before, safe in the knowledge that no one will disturb us.
Once the fire is blazing and our rolls are out, we settle down to drink beer and soon afterwards the story telling begins. Sundance, our IT and go to guy quickly has the brothers eating out of his hands. There is no hesitation as he embellishes ghost story after ghost story. Rapidly the night turns to dawn.
Whilst listening to the stories, Inferno has joined me and for a while we continue to listen to Sundance, before he speaks up.
“Everything OK bro?”
“Yeah.”
Turning his gaze directly on to me. “Linc I need you to have a fucking clear head. And today there were times when your fucking mind wasn’t on the road.”
Inferno and I had joined the brotherhood at the same time. Where we did our prospecting together. Back then it had being him and me doing all the shit work. He was both my brother and friend. And on more than one occasion, we have helped each other out of one narrow escape after the other. As a member of Devil’s Comforts, the men you serve with become your brothers. They need to know you have their back. That they can trust you, and this is what Inferno is asking.
I do not answer straight away. Yeah there were times when my mind had drifted towards Cassie and our problems. However I had been vigilant. My eyes were on the road and surrounding areas at all times. Evaluating for anything that looked out of place. Or for any tails we may have gained.
“I hear you.”
Inferno does not answer straight away. Instead he takes a long drink of his beer. His eyes caught by the fire. It is easy to see that he is in deep
From her over bleached yellow hair and slender figure. Down to her small tits. The slut is poles apart from my Cassie.
Looking at her and wanting to prove that I was a man. I let her wiggle her ass against my groin. The small stirring of my dick was all the encouragement I needed. The journey to my room is hazy as we stumbled our way up the stairs. Fuck it. Apart from her panties and my jeans I had not even bothered with removing our clothes. There was no foreplay, no kissing. I just fucked her. Hell, If Cassie had not walked in when she had, I doubt I would have been able to finish the job. My fucking dick was already starting to go limp. Fuck, what a day this is turning into.
Cassie’s voice had quickly sobered me up. Hastily I had leapt out of the bed to follow her out of the bedroom, begging for her to listen to me. When she walked out of the club and closed the door softly. It was as if she had slammed the door to my heart.
The next day I returned home with every intention of talking to her. To give her anything she wanted. And what had she wanted. Nothing. Just time to think. There was to be no returning to her bed. No sex. Especially not until I had the all clear from the doctor. I had the fucking all clear. And still there was no sex. How we are living now has to fucking change.
Coming out of my reverie, I answer Tabby “Fuck if I know”
Chapter 4
The next morning we left Bear and the brothers to continue with our journey. Before long, the Harleys were eating the miles up as we passed stretches of barren roads and landscapes. This is a familiar run. One in which we do monthly. And until recently, I had enjoyed these runs. The wide open space. The freedom of being away from civilian and the confines of town life. However, this time, been on the road is providing me with too much time to think. It makes me realize how unsettled our lives are. The sooner we returned to Comfort Springs, The sooner Cassie, and I can sort the mess our lives are in.
By the time we reach our final destination it is late evening. This time there's no Devil’s Comfort, or any other friendly charter where we can stay. Just an old isolated camping ground used by the occasional hunter. One that we have used before, safe in the knowledge that no one will disturb us.
Once the fire is blazing and our rolls are out, we settle down to drink beer and soon afterwards the story telling begins. Sundance, our IT and go to guy quickly has the brothers eating out of his hands. There is no hesitation as he embellishes ghost story after ghost story. Rapidly the night turns to dawn.
Whilst listening to the stories, Inferno has joined me and for a while we continue to listen to Sundance, before he speaks up.
“Everything OK bro?”
“Yeah.”
Turning his gaze directly on to me. “Linc I need you to have a fucking clear head. And today there were times when your fucking mind wasn’t on the road.”
Inferno and I had joined the brotherhood at the same time. Where we did our prospecting together. Back then it had being him and me doing all the shit work. He was both my brother and friend. And on more than one occasion, we have helped each other out of one narrow escape after the other. As a member of Devil’s Comforts, the men you serve with become your brothers. They need to know you have their back. That they can trust you, and this is what Inferno is asking.
I do not answer straight away. Yeah there were times when my mind had drifted towards Cassie and our problems. However I had been vigilant. My eyes were on the road and surrounding areas at all times. Evaluating for anything that looked out of place. Or for any tails we may have gained.
“I hear you.”
Inferno does not answer straight away. Instead he takes a long drink of his beer. His eyes caught by the fire. It is easy to see that he is in deep
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