Skeleton in the Closet
I dont own any of the SOA characters. Any OC's are purely mine.
The plane journey back from New York was almost over and Juice was worried, he wasn't sure how the MC was going to react to the little girl sitting in the chair next to him. Three days earlier he had received a phone call from an old friend telling him that his best friend Zoe was dead, killed in a drive -by shooting and he had caught the first plane he could to go to her funeral and pick up Junista, his daughter. Looking down at Junista who was curled up asleep in the chair, her thumb in her mouth, he wondered just how he was going to tell the club about her.
At the Airport in Bakersfield, Half Sack had been waiting about half an hour for Juice's plane to land. He hummed away to a Whitesnake song that was playing on the radio, thinking about the croweater that he had been with the night before; her long black hair had felt good as he had run his fingers through it, it was long and silky, just the way he licked a womens hair to be and her legs, God her legs were long and strong. When she had climaxed, her legs had tightened around his middle and he felt like he was being crushed butit had worth it, he had never had such good sex. He really hoped that he would see her again, apart from the legs, her hair and the great sex, there was just something about her that he liked, maybe it was her good girl appearance but in bed, she was no good girl. He came out of his day dream and realised that Juices plane was about to land and he got out of the van to go and meet his bro.
He made his way into the airport and looked at the board to see which gate he needed to be at, saw it was gate 3 and that it had already landed and passengers were leaving the plane. He jogged over to the gate and looked through the incoming passengers for Juice, after he few seconds he spotted his friends' tattood head and went to greet him only to stop in his tracks. Juice was walking towards him, carrying a child in his arms.