Teegan stared into the mirror, the swells of her breast visible under the light blue button up. Her first day back at work, since she was injured in an attack. She had gotten the all clear from her therapist and doctor, and was now looking at the uniform covering her body. Teegan pulled her belt, making sure her gun, taser, and pepper spray were all in good reach. Wiggling her badge on her upper right chest, smoothing the wrinkle of the pants, checking her shoes making sure they shined perfectly. You go this Tee. Youhave had this job for 2 years, don't let one riot stop you. She chanted in her head like she was reciting a bible verse.
Stockton State Penitentiary. She parked into her space, and shut the door to her Ford Explorer. She stopped at the door, and looked at her reflection in the window. Opening the door Teegan was greeted by the Warden, Mr. Slogan. "Welcome back!" He said cheerfully making Teegan smile and look at her other coworkers. Teegan had made a family with the men and women in the room with her, almost like a second family to her. "Thanks you, Sir." Teegan reached out her hand for Slogan to shake but he pulled her into a hug. "You have a new partner, This is Glendez." Slogan pointed to a small blonde women that looked up at Teegan's 5'6" body, not even smiling or grabbing Teegans hand when she introduced herself. "Slogan really? Shes a little bitch." Teegan looked to the Warden as the older guards laughed knowing Teegan didn't get along with these types of workers. "Just try it Michels." Teegan just about rolled her eyes hearing her fathers name, again. "One day…" Teegan murmured clocking in, a hand grabbing her shoulder and spinning her around.
"I don't like this and I can tell you don't either…" Glendez snapped, "But if I can trust you maybe I could be nice. I don't trust you, your last partner was killed in a riot…" Teegan pushed Glendez back.
"No." Teegan said roughly. "Lets get something straight newbie. I'm in charge. You are not my partner. We don't have a buddy system around here. So warden wants me to train you. My partner died trying to save me from 5 pussy hungry inmates, and killed every single one of them. So unless you have a grudge against me. Keep that blabbering mouth of yours shut, you're a newbie, never been in a riot, nor a fight. Your manicured nails, fake blonde hair, and that nose job are officially being made my bitch." Teegan smirked to the other guards walking in high fiving them. "Let's go Puppet!" Teegan smiled hearing her friends laugh.
The morning went smoothly, as the inmates made there way outside to the recreation spot. Teegan watched on from the gate as the inmates played cards, lifted weights, ran the track, some talked, others laid on the concreate tanning in the hot California sun. When a commotion began at the basketball court. Teegan looked to Glendez who was wide eyed….. And frozen. Teegan ran towards the confrontation, rolling her eyes to her oldest friend in the prison and her mentor Jaimie Shu, who was laughing. "ENOUGH!" The two woman yelled as the closed the distance between themselves and the inmates. "You over there…" Teegan pulled a black haired man to the side, "name?" She nodded ot him.
"Inmate 27856, Trager." He eyed her up and down. Teegan snapped her fingers in his face, "Up here Trager. What happened?" Teegan turned around to see 4 more men looking to Trager, and then to the other man in the altercation. "Punk tried to shiv me." Teegan snapped her eyes up. "He has a weapon?" Teegan said quickly, turning to the other man. "DOWN!" Teegan pulled her gun and pointed it to the man. "Shiv. I seen it where is it?" Teegan patted down his sides. "Come on Eli." Shu shook her head at the small man on the ground. "Don't need to search your cavities do we?" Shu raised an eyebrow.
"Its in the front band of my pants." Eli mumbled placing his forehead on the concreate. After the altercation Teegan walked to the blonde man in the middle of the small group Trager had came from. "What happened?" Teegan nodded. "I have no clue Darlin'." He gave a small grin. "Name?"
"Teller, Jax." He smiled proudly. "Is that supposed to mean something to me?" Teegan folded her arms. "Nope." Jax smiled, walking around Teegan leaving her confused.
Who was this mystery man? Why was he so protected? Who were these new inmates?
Teegan sat in the break room with a few other guards. "Who was that blonde in the group?" Teegan said to Shu. "Jackson Teller. The president of a Motorcycle Gang. Here on weapons charges." Teegan swallowed her food hard. "Gang?"
"Yepp Michels. Gang." Shu smirked. "Whats going on with your bitch?" Shu laughed. "If it were up to me Shu I would have her fired. Little bitch, got in my face like she was hot shit before shift, then freezes when a small argument breaks out." Teegan shook her head, rolling her eyes. "Do you know what motorcycle gang there from?" Shu raised an eyebrow at the odd question. "I just want to know about them Shu."
"Sons of Anarchy." Shu said lowly. "Charming, California. The Original charter for the gang."
Teegan watched the clock, until her time to leave came around. Making one last run around her cells, looking at the men who were now getting ready to eat dinner. "ma'am." She heard a small voice behind her. Teegan turned to see a mohawk and tribal tattoos. "Yes?" Teegan stood away from the bars eyeing the inmate. "Can you tell me about Trager? Is he in trouble or hurt?" Teegan looked at the mans chest and saw the 'Sons' tattoo. "Hes fine, no trouble, he helped us find a shiv, and never struck Eli." Teegan smiled and continued walking. Remembering the faces of the new men in her cells.
Teegan sat in the parking lot for 10 minutes racking her brain about the club. She started the car and drove home still juggling the ideas about the inmates in her head, pulling into her drive way and looking around. Teegan pulled the band out of her hair letting her thick brown hair fall down her back and touch her pants. She looked in the fridge pulling out some Mexican leftovers, and put them in the microwave. Walking to her room, unbuttoning the shirt, looking it over for stains or tears. She heard the microwave beep, and she sniffed in the delicious odor now working into her bedroom.
She pulled off her bra and sighed in relaxation now that her breasts were free. She smiled looking at herself in the mirror. Damn you look fucking good. Teegan eyed the black Marilyn Manson sweater, and her lacy pink boy shorts. "Finally." Teegan slumped on the couch, resting her food on a pillow in her lap, flipping through the T.V. settling for some scary movie.
Teegan cleaned up her dishes, and went to her laptop sitting on the kitchen counter. She found her hands typing before she really had a chance to realize what she was typing. Stopping when she seen the pictures of the inmates currently in her jail. "Teller, Ortiz, Lowman, Trager, Munson." She repeated looking at the pictures, then looking through their records, "Christ… They really are a fucking gang." Teegan scrolled through the records, incident reports, and other files. Teegan looked up at the clock yawning. 11 p.m. Teegan made her way through the house checking that the doors were locked, and then cozied up in her bed. She moved around trying to get comfortable, and finally succeeded laying on her stomach, Teegan felt her eyes slowly closing and finally was lost in her dreams.
Teegans alarm goes off and she fumbles for the button. "Damn it." She grumbles when she has no luck. She turns on the lamp next to her and her eyes close opening slowly to adjust to the light. She can hear the coffee pot making her coffee, the aroma of the delicious hazelnut blend filling her house. Teegan smiled to the bright colored fish in the tank at the foot of her bed, pinching some fish food watching the fish jump on the food. Teegan showered quickly, low drying her air, putting it in a braided bun today. Placing the uniform on making sure it was perfect, as usual. Finally, getting her badge her stay perfectly straight Teegan headed to her car, then to Stockton.
"Wheres Mrs. Frozon?" Teegan joked to Shu. "Warden fired her." Shu said simply with a giggle afterwards. Teegan smiled to herself as she punched her time card, pouring a cup of coffee for her morning walk around. Teegan watched the inmates just waking up, most of them pissing. Teegan rolled her eyes to the ones that thought she was "enjoying the show." Teegan stopped at the cell holding the blue eyed, blonde haired man.
"Teller." Teegan walked to the cell. "People seem to think your President of the club. Why?" Teegan sipped her coffee looking to other men in the photos she seen last night.
"Did your research…" Jax squinted at the name bade. "T. Michels." He smirked, looking back to Bobby, Teegan smiled watching Bobby nod like he would do something with the information, of a last name. "Should really be careful what you say darlin'." Jax's smile faded.
"We don't hurt women or children." Teegan air quoted Jaxs' statement in the police report. "Last time I checked Teller, I am a woman." Teegan gave an evil smile. "Have a good breakfast boys." She laughed walking to the door. "Open the cells." She called through the walkie talkie. Teegan watched Jax and the other sons, looking at them and saying their names in her head. Bobby Munson, Juan Ortiz, Happy Lowman, Alex Trager, Jax Teller. Again. Again. Again. And again. "You alright Michels?" Teegan jumped at the brisky voice, the 5 men taking notice of her staring. "Yes, Sir." Teegan smiled o the Warden. "I see your watching the newbies hard. "Yes, Sir. Something just seems off with them, Sir. I can't place it."
"Well, if you figure it out let me know. They made a deal with the ATF to get there time reduced. Any screw ups and the deals off." Warden laughed. "They'll be here longer than the 14 months. " Teegan smiled letting out a fake laugh and turning to watch the men again. Teegan watched as a few of the Spanish men eyed the Sons, slowly getting up and walking towards there table. "We may have a fight, 3 Spanish males walking to the Sons." Teegan looked to the other guards in the cafeteria.
Scream. Teegan jumped over a table as Jax Teller fell to the ground holding his back, pulling her taser and hitting one of the Spanish men. Jax's blood all over her hands and uniform as she tried to stop the bleeding. "Back up." She said sadly to Jax's crew. Calling for the medic over radio, the sirens blaring. Teegan ears were ringing, standing watching over the other inmates on the floor, she got eyes on a bald man with a snake on his head. Teegan pulled him up. "Want to tell me, Lowman?" Teegan said sweetly, looking down his body at his ripped white tank top. Holy shit. His tattoos, those abs.
"Nahhh." He said sternly, eyeing her up and down.
Happy stood eyeing the woman in front of me. Michels. He took a mental note of her name, then her appearance. Her brown hair wrapped in the bun, to which he desperately wanted to undo, and see how perfectly it could wrap around his hand. Michels has brown eyes, just like Happy. Only hers were more pure, confident, caring, and loving. He couldn't help but stare into them, and search her eyes for an answer. Wondering what her lips tastes like, he moved a little closer to her smelling the coffee on her breath. Happy closed his eyes letting his head fall down as he inhaled deeply body covered in perfume, different scent that he wanted to desperately know.
"Come with me." Teegan said knocking him out of his fantasy, his dick twitching at her voice. "Trager, Munson, Ortiz, and Lowman." Happy looked at her as his jaw twitched, trying not to form a tent in his pants. Lets go to segregation boys." Teegan points to the door on the other side of the room. The men stared between each other, growling when Teegan pushed Alex Trager to the side seeing another Spanish men run towards them. Missing his target and hitting Teegan, she kicked into gear, grabbing his hand as the blade cut her hand. Happy tackled the man. "Calaveras!" Tig shouted to Lowman who stopped as Calaveras snarled at the men.
"You see… I told you this wasn't over." Calaveras snapped to Juan and Alex.
"Lowman off." Teegan snapped her fingers like he was a dog, barking an order at him. Teegan watched Happy carefully as he tossed the shiv to her feet, on his knees with his hands behind his head. "Calaveras, you're now in Segregation with your new found friends." Teegan smiled wildly. A chuckle escaped Happy's lips. Walking the men to the segregation house, Teegan couldn't help but look at Happy's form, the way his shoulders rocked and tensed as he moved, His body a completely maze of muscles. Teegan found herself longing to see what was under the back of his shirt, and the front of his pants. So caught in her dream she ran into the back of Juan Ortiz, grabbing her head that smacked into his back. She forgot about the cut on her hand, and blood on her clothes as she walked the men into their cells.
"Welcome to you new home boys." She said with a stern look. Teegan placed the men in the cells, looking at Happy as the gate closed. Stopping when he cleared his throat and removed the torn white tank top, handing it to Teegan with a small grin.
Happy was quick with his movements, before Teegan could let out a scream, or radio for help. Her face was pressed against the bars, eyeing down the man that had control of her arms, she pulled her hips away from the bars so her weapons were out of reach. Wincing as he pulled her closer to the bars. She gasped when he pushed her away from the bars. Looking at him as he turned away like nothing had happened and laid on the small bed. Teegan was gasping for air as she left the building leaning against the brick wall looking at her now wrapped hand. Wrapped in Happy Lowman's tank top.
Teegan sat in the warden's office recounting the encounter, trying not to smile when she would say 'Happy Lowman.' Warden gave her a few days off to which she happily took and made her way home. Dropping her uniform off at a local dry cleaners, and apologizing for the blood on her clothes.
Teegan slopped on the couch, looking at her blood stained body. Groaning as she lifted her body and made her way to the bathroom. She stood under the water watching the water go from clear to a light red. What the hell happened?
Later that night, Teegan was laying in her bed scrolling through the news feed on her phone. Stopping at a picture of a burly man balls deep in a woman similar to Teegan. She closed her eyes and watched his face flash through her head. The picture etched in her mind. Her hands slowly exploring under the covers, caressing her sides. She envisioned his own hands, chanting for him like he was a God. Before she knew it Teegans hand was in her panties massaging her throbbing clit slowly, thinking about the man she had seen. Wondering what his hands felt like. His lips on her skin. His tongue in her mouth. If he would moan at her pleasure. Teegans hips bucked and he body was floating in the air, as she imagined his cock teasing her entrance, slowly entering her. She gasped at the feeling of her fingers entering her. His abs contracting as he thrusted deep in her, his sweat dripping onto her skin. She bucked her hips with as much enthusiasm as if he was there. She had no idea ow hard he would fuck her, but she wanted him to fuck her dead. Her hands sped up at the thought of his throbbing dick, filling her as she pulsed on him drawing the seed from his body, yearning for more. Teegan stopped when she heard her voice, stopping the dream she was having. Her voice boomed through the house as she felt a second orgasm coming.
Lowman.
She pulled away from herself jumping out of the bed.
"Whos here?" She said loudly. There was no way she had 2 power house orgasms like that on her own. She knew she dreamt of Mr. Lowman and that was bad enough. When it hit her that no one was in her house Teegan sat at the foot of her bed running her hands through her hair. "I'm so getting fired." Teegan shook her head, stopping to look at her stitched up hand. There was only one person to call, Her best friend Rylan.