Wanted to get this quick chapter out there to let all you see that I'm not all about that smut, that smut...I do have other ideas. LOL
RhondaL-I'm glad you liked the inclusion of Luanne. It was a last minute idea.
Emelie Thorne-You will see how Gemma falls in love with JT in the next couple of chapters but it's not going to be as fast as their first tryst went.
Guest-Yes, the last few seasons of SOA she was a major bitch. I try to block those out as I'm writing this. BUT she'll be a little bitchy as the story continues.
nictoria19-Yes, she is new to all this. She will have to learn her own motto "Love the man Love the Club" It wasn't always a love affair between her and the club. Or that's how I see it ;)
CrazyCatLady002-LOVE your screenname. I'm a crazy cat lady also, having 6 myself. LOL Thanks for the awesome review.
As always, keep those reviews coming! And I own nothing but Lorilynn.
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It'd been a week since she had decided on a whim to go to Guffy's Bar. A whole week since she'd met JT. Seven days since she had thrown caution to the wind and slept with a man she'd just met. Stupid, stupid girl, Gemma thought. After all, who did she think she was? Maybe Lorilynn had been right. She WAS just a whore! Because apparently all JT had wanted was a one-night stand. A different, new piece of ass.
Looking in the mirror hanging on the wall, Gemma stared at her own reflection. Long, brown hair, porcelain skin, high cheekbones, full supple lips and hazel eyes. No she wasn't drop dead gorgeous but she'd always thought herself as pretty. Her dad had always called her his "beautiful girl. His Gem." Dad, Gemma sighed. Dad, I miss you so much. You were always my rock. But you had to take Rose's side. The one person whom I could never be good enough for. She's probably filled your head with all her lies about me. Wiping away the tears that were threatening to roll down her face, Gemma picked up the brush and finished brushing out her hair. Today she was going to go out with her head held high and get a job. Her funds were beginning to disappear and she knew she had to find work. And soon.
She went to the nearest news stand and bought a paper. After paying for her purchase she walked to Maggie's, a diner that offered down home cooking. Taking a seat in the very last booth, Gemma spread the paper out on the table and reached for a menu that was stuck in the middle of the napkin holder. The diner wasn't very busy at this time; a man was sitting on a stool at the counter, drinking coffee and a young couple with a baby were the only other patrons. A skinny blonde waitress approached her table, pad in hand. "What can I get for you today?" Gemma smiled at the waitress and ordered a Coke and a Pastrami Melt. "Coming right up," the waitress announced as she turned to leave.
Opening the newspaper, Gemma started skimming the headlines. One in particular caught her attention. "Motorcycle Club Detained". Reading the article, Gemma recognized a few names. John "JT" Teller, Piedmont "Piney" Winston, Clarence "Clay" Morrow, Octavius "Big Otto" Delaney, Wallace "Wally" Grazer. Also named as other parties questioned were Luanne Delaney, Christina "Kitty" Kittles and Lorilynn Thompson. Gemma re-read the article again, still confused as to why they were being questioned.
Gemma was so engrossed in the story that she didn't realize the waitress had returned with her drink. "Good. I hope they arrest those degenerates," the waitress said, causing Gemma to jump. "Oh I'm sorry. I just get so upset when I see anything about that gang. They need to rot in jail, the whole lot of them." Glancing at the name tag pinned on the waitress' uniform, Gemma said, "It's okay, Mary. I was just trying to make sense of it. The reporter never does actually say what they're being held and questioned for." "Oh, honey don't let it bother you. Whatever it is, they're guilty. I just hope this time, justice is served."
Not wanting to let it be known that she knew anything about anyone named in the article, Gemma feigned ignorance. "Who are they?" she asked. "Just a group of men and their tramps who think they are above the law. Most of those men are veterans. They should hold honor but the way they traipse around town on those loud bikes, doing whatever they want whenever they want, it's disgraceful. And the women! Oh, they're disgusting. Hold on, be right back with your food," Mary said when a bell sounded behind the counter.
By this time, the man at the counter and the young couple had left so Gemma and Mary were alone, save for the cook behind the door. Mary slid into the booth seat across from Gemma. Grabbing a pack of cigarettes and a lighter out of her apron pocket, Mary lit a cigarette and exhaled the smoke over her head. "I will never understand how women can be so disgraceful. Dressing the way they do. It's just dis-gust-ing." Mary continued as she flipped her ashes into the ashtray on the table. "Have you ever seen them?" she asked Gemma. Lying, Gemma nodded her head. "Well thank your lucky stars. You seem like a young thing. You'd probably be scarred for life. " Leaning over the table, closer to Gemma, Mary whispered, "The clothes they strut around town in? Don't leave much to imagine what's underneath. Half the time, there's only enough fabric to cover the important parts." Mary said taking another draw from her cigarette.
Gemma inwardly laughed. Here this woman was, talking about her being scarred for life when she knew if Mary the waitress knew just how well Gemma was acquainted with JT, she'd be the one scarred. Instead of saying anything, Gemma just smiled at Mary and took another bite of her sandwich.
Gemma finished her meal in silence when a group of women came into the diner and Mary left to cater to them. After pushing her plate away, Gemma flipped the newspaper to the Classifieds section and started browsing the help wanted ads. After marking a few to check into, Gemma noticed one for a waitress job at, surprisingly, Maggie's. Gemma looked up from the table and watched Mary interact with the ladies' group. Gemma began to think, I could do this. So when Mary returned to her table, Gemma asked, "They're hiring here?" "Sure are," Mary answered. "You interested?" Mary asked, noticing the paper again. "I'll get you an application. And I'll put in a good word for you too." Mary winked as she walked away.
Gemma filled out the application and waited for Mary to return. As she handed the form over, Gemma said, "It seems pretty dead in here." "Oh this is just a lull. Come back around four and this place'll be hopping. Too much for me but since Suzanne left, I'm all they have."
Feeling good about herself after turning in the application and talking to Reynaldo, the cook/manager at Maggie's, Gemma walked back to her hotel room. She unlocked the door and flopped down on the bed but as soon as she hit, her stomach had other plans. Barely making it to the bathroom, she emptied all her stomach contents into the toilet. "What the hell?" Gemma said out loud. Making sure nothing else was going to come up, Gemma stood up and turned on the sink. Splashing the cool water on her face, Gemma ran her toothbrush under the water and applied toothpaste. She brushed her teeth and went back to lie on the bed. Wondering if she was getting sick, Gemma dozed off.
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So what did y'all think of the gossip hound? I'm wondering if she has personal experience with the club or that dang ladies' group filled her heads with all that crap? We'll see...
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