Diesel(14)

It was a lovely sunny day but as I was going to ride my Harley, I decided to wear jeans and a vest top rather than a summer dress. My tight fitted skinny jeans enhanced my curves and my red vest top showed just enough cleavage to not be indecent. I topped it off with my black leather jacket to keep me warm and safe on the journey over. I packed the food containers into a rucksack and left my apartment making sure that I locked it securely.

I arrived at the Aces club house with the party in full swing. I parked my bike next to a line of Harleys and unfastened my jacket. I assessed my surroundings, looking at the compound. There were similarities between the two clubs but the Aces were on a grander scale with a garage and four other brick buildings on the sizable plot.

It was nearly 1.00pm and the sun was beating down on me so I removed my jacket placing it over my seat along with my now empty rucksack and carried the food into the heart of the party. “Harlow!” Amy shouted, waving at me from the back of the courtyard. I weaved through the throngs of people making my way over to a group of ladies who were serving food, cooking and generally fussing around people. I held out the containers to Amy, “I’ve brought a salad and some rice dishes.” Taking the containers with a smile, Amy announced, “Hey everyone, this is Harlow. She’s Ethan’s new girlfriend.” Amy beamed brightly looking at the other ladies, who had all stopped what they were doing and were now looking at me.

I nervously started to protest when a set of big strong arms wrapped around my waist pulling me into their embrace. I let out a squeak and turned to see Diesel smiling. He bent down and started to kiss me. At first I was taken aback by his brashness but I couldn’t help but join in. He placed his hand in my hair at the top of my neck, which was becoming a common theme so that he could control the kiss. I could feel myself getting carried away and then I felt Diesel’s excitement digging into my stomach. I remembered that we were among his friends but it was too late, the cheers and clapping surrounded us as I tried to get out of his embrace. “Where do you think you’re going?” Diesel whispered in my ear. He started to kiss my cheek softly moving slowly towards my neck. I could feel the heat rising through my body and didn’t know if it was Diesel making me hot or the shear embarrassment of being ravished with an audience.

“Diesel put her down, we have business to discuss.” Duke’s words were like a bucket of cold water being thrown over me. “Harlow.” Duke said in a clipped voice with a nod of his head. I smiled and looked at the floor, swinging my leg back and forth. “See you later babe.” Diesel whispered, giving me another quick kiss on the lips. “Ladies look after Ink, whilst I’m away.” He gave me a wink and I watched him walk into the club house, not able to take my eyes off of him.

“That was hot!” Maggie screamed clapping her hands in excitement. “I need to go and find Hound before I combust.” With that, the ladies started laughing in unison. “Well, let’s get ‘Ink’ a drink and she can let us know all of the gritty details.” Courtney said with a huge smile.

We were all having a good time and enjoying the party. “What’s that skank doing here?” Amy shouted with venom in her voice. I turned to see a woman a little worse for wear, stumbling around the courtyard. She was in her late twenties with mid length mousy hair that looked like it needed a good wash. She wasn’t that close but I could see the small round bruises on her arms and legs and I knew immediately what those marks were as my mother was a junky whore.

“Who’s that?” I asked afraid of what the answer would be. “She’s nobody of interest but she’s about to go home.” Amy stormed towards the woman, grabbing her by the arm and marching her towards the gates. “Jimmy, remove this skank before I break her neck. She’s not invited to family parties anymore.” Amy shouted shoving the woman at the Prospect. “Sorry Amy, I don’t know how she got in here.” Jimmy quickly grabbed the woman and carried her out of the courtyard.

Amy came back to the group a little flustered but didn’t let the confrontation ruin her mood. We danced, ate and chatted for around an hour and I was generally enjoying myself. Amy had introduced me to various members and associates of the club and some of them had booked appointments for tattoos. During this time the ladies had asked me numerous questions and I had explained how I got my job and the altercation I had with Jimmy, much to the ladies amusement. Our date at Spirit Point had the ladies reaching for tissues and they were shocked about my association with the Skulls. I was careful as to how much I told them but they all understood my reasons for wanting a new start and as I told my story, I’m sure I saw a little more understanding from some as they had dealt with their own turmoil over the years. “I’ve run out of drink, come on Harlow let’s go and get one and find your man.”