Strike Two

The next few days both were so busy they did not have much time for each other, however, Monday they made a little time to sneak off.

Kendal left for lunch 5 minutes after Opie did and they met at her house. Before she could open the door he was sucking on her neck and had his arm around her. His hand was down her shirt squeezing her tits gently, teasing her flesh with his rough fingertips. She reached behind her slipped her hand into his jeans and was teasing him with tender strokes.

As it always did between them, mad passion and need for the other overtook them. Opie pressed her against the wall, pushed his jeans and jockeys down to his knees and took hers off completely. He pushed him self inside her and placed his hands on the wall beside her anchoring himself so she could work herself on his hard cock. It did not take long for her to be swirling and rocking on him moaning his name. He loved to watch her working herself on him, taking joy in every cry she made.

When he could not take the torture of not touching her while she rode him he pushed away, spun her around and kissed her firmly as she climbed him. He pressed her to the wall and entered her again, cherishing her body against his. He was about to lose it, he gritted his teeth and growled "Come for me." as he thrust deeper and slid his hand in between them to tease her clit.

"Fuuu Ohh Op..." was all she could reply before her eyes rolled back and she was lost in an ocean of orgasm, once her muscles clenched he gave one more deep plunge and stayed as he came inside her.

Afterwards she invited him in, and he made them sandwiches while she cleaned up. They staggered their arrivals back at the shop as well, shortly after that the guys left for a run to North California to meet the Tacoma chapter.

Tuesday night when the guys returned and Kendall left work, Tig took her out to Karakara to do some more shooting. He told her not to worry about toys that he had friends meeting them with lots of things for her to play with.

"I am intrigued…" she smiled slyly as they climbed in a customer's luxury vehicle and headed out "Who is meeting us?"

"Just some of the guys…" Tig explained "they don't believe Ope and I on how good you are…" Kendal gave a sound of understanding "What's going on with that anyway?"

"Opie?" Kendal asked.

"He is a brother, but…" Tig searched for the right way to put it "but we have had some things in the past, I don't want you to get pulled in the middle."

"You mean when you shot Donna?" she asked so matter of factly he looked at her to make sure she was not an automated voice.

"yeah…When I…" this was the first time she saw Tig feel a great deal of remorse but like a good soldier he swallowed it "Yes."

"Well…that is between you and him." She said pushing it aside. She was not ready to know why that had happened and what the aftermath was "and between me and him…I don't really know yet. I mean I do like him." She finally confessed "but being in my life is…not easy. We are…here." Kendal was very happy to not have to finish the conversation. God only knows what she would have said aloud, thus admitting to herself that Opie was more to here than an incredibly intense booty call.

Chibs, Jax, Clay, Juice, Kozik, Happy, Miles, and Opie were all there "So…when you said some of the guys, you meant all but the prospects and Piney?" Kendal laughed.

"And Bobby." Tig smiled. "Come on, you know you want to show off."

"This could be very fun" She hypothesized hopping out of the car and putting on a smile.

"We're here the party can start!" Tig announced.

Clay looked at him and Kendal he gave an uncomfortable grimace before opening up a box with unassembled fire arms. "These are what we have to play with."

Kendall's eyes lit up involuntarily and she floated to the guns with a look of admiration in her eyes. "Russian Ak's…." she mumbled as she started to assemble one. She did not notice all of the guys staring at her with several different expressions on their faces none were bad though. She finished assembling one of them in a manner of seconds and was checking the sights and the quality of the gun once assembled. "Oh dear." She said and finally looked up.

Clay's jaw was slack and he looked at her with a curious look "Oh dear, what?"

"The barrel is compromised she said turning the barrel towards him…There is a small imperfection in the casting right here." She said pointing out the tiniest fleck of metal sticking out on the inner rim. "It isn't going to affect the performance but the bullets will have a very distinct pattern. Forensic ballistic specialists could finger this gun in no time flat."

"Can we fix it?" Jax asked looking at the imperfection.

"Yeah it's an easy fix, just need a lighter and sandpaper. Heat it for 2 to 3 seconds run the paper over it." She said "Don't over heat or over sand to compromise the barrel and you should be good to go."

"What about these?" Clay removed another lid to reveal other fire arms.

As before her face lit up and she went to assemble one of the M16's in expert timing and checked the weight and sights. "Not bad…the balance is off just a bit. Not enough to affect the shot but when it recoils it will go ever so slightly to the left if you have any lefty triggers they will be off more than usual."

Tig said "are we going to shoot something or are you going to have Kay quality check all day?"

"We got to make the guns first, Tiggy." Jax laughed.

Kendall nodded her head and began assembling the M16's she had 7 completed when she felt Opie behind her, she took a quick breath and fumbled a piece of the gun. She blushed and was glad no one was paying attention; that was the first firearm assembly she had fumbled on in 17 years. If her dad would have seen that disrespect she would have to run 5 miles and not eat until she did 30 of the guns perfectly.

Opie bent by her ear and whispered "Deadly and beautiful, what have I gotten myself into?" he let his hand brush her ass as he went to get some ammunition from the van.

Kendal tried to hide her smile as she continued to assemble the weapons once she had finished the 12 that were in the crate she moved on to the AK's were the rest of them were working on assembling. "Can I help?" they all looked up at her and then over to the crate full of perfectly assembled guns.

"No we're about done here anyways…" came the obviously masculinity over compensation voice of Kozik.

"Okay…" Kendal smiled. "I will go set up some targets." She grabbed some posters, a bag of empty beer cans, and a staple gun. In the ruins of Karakara and the woods that surrounded it she made a nice gun range.

"Kay?" Tig called out to her.

"Uh huh?" she said looking over at him.

"I have a surprise for you in the trunk." He said throwing her the keys.

She dragged the cans back up to the van and went to the trunk. "Ooo" she sighed. "I have never played with one of these." She said taking out a CO2 cannon that shot larger objects at high velocity.

"I figured we could shoot some shit in the air and see if you could hit it…" Tig smiled and she went and hugged him.

"Thank you, for being so cool with this." She said.

"No problem." he brushed it off "if we didn't have this…what the fuck would we talk about?"

"Good point." She smirked and could hear the other guys beginning to shoot the targets she had set up.

She walked up to see their work most of them were not bad but some needed a lot of work she moved over to Juice "Your shoulders are too tight its throwing you off." She put her hands on his shoulders and said relax and when he did his aim became better.

"Thanks." Juice said without further comment.

She went up to Miles and said "Your wrist is too wobbly steel it up." He, however, had the reaction that most men do when she tried to help them with shooting.

"I'd like to see you do better, sweetheart." He challenged.

She grabbed his gun and made 7 quick shots from left to right each a center shot to the head of every one of their individual targets. Then she shot a can off the wall it flew in the air and she shot it 3 more times before it hit the ground, she dropped the clip and popped a new one in. "Firm up your fucking wrist, or you will never be able to hit what you are aiming for." She said giving his gun back, as he looked at her stupidly. She turned around to see everyone looking at her and a few laughing.

"You are pretty good." Clay said.

"Thank you." She smiled.

They continued to shoot things for a good hour and then it devolved into them drinking and throwing their beer cans in the air for Kendal to shoot. Sometimes two or three would do it to see how many she could do at once. She only missed one shot all night and it upset her. "You don't understand." She whined "The year they let me into the games I have to be flawless!" Kendal was very animate "I am not getting my foot in the door to the boys club and fuck up!"

"Tell me more about the games you keep going on about?" Tig said as they packed away the weapons.

"It is my favorite thing all year!" she gushed "We all meet out in the desert on Thanksgiving weekend. It's like a big neutral zone, no one clips anyone, and it is all under the table money so no one really talks about it. Some of the entrants are established Marksmen and some are not heard of unsavory characters. I have gone since I was 12…I was one of the first kids allowed there, only because of Dad." She elaborated "He won from 1996 to 2000...and won Drunk Shot every year." she continued to go on with a gleam of admiration in her eyes. "In 1995 they started to let in vendors there but it was a big scandal…so in 1997 they stopped but there is always networking going on. That is how I got my first clients."

"Is that piece of shit Bobby going to be there this year?" Tig asked.

"I don't see why he would be…" Kendal said "he can't aim for shit. I am pretty sure he still pisses on his shoes." She had got a strange look on her face "It really pissed him off how good I was…probably why I flaunted it so much when we were together." She shrugged.

"I think I will go with you this year if he shows up." Tig said with a sneer.

"You can't start any shit there Tig." She looked at him sternly "they take that very seriously. The last guy that got escorted off got black listed and within a week he was dead…there wasn't even a contract on him."

"what did he do to get escorted out?" Tig was curious.

"He bitched slapped one of the other contestants." She said. Tig gave a nonchalant nod.

When they went to join the guys everyone was laughing. "Kendal, lets talk about your little business." Clay said putting his arm around her shoulders. "Can't have it in Charming. Too much at stake, too close to home, you understand." Clay nodded kindly "but we got no say in Lodi…and Tig tells me you have a good mind for business."

"It's pretty fair, I got a certificate from LSU and everything." She joked.

"I don't see why we couldn't work on this together," Clay said "we have some pull in Lodi, and could use a front as well. We will be coming into more money than usual and I don't want to run it through the shop."

"I don't have fronts I have businesses, usually a bar, and I have an office in the back." She explained "It's a real business I keep it open, running, do an overhaul on it…I don't launder money through the business…that is sloppy. I have a gentleman who does that…ledgerly speaking. My businesses and consulting agency is 100% legal on paper. I even have a Better Business Bureau ranking." She looked at him "I can give you the number of somebody though."

"How do you keep your businesses legit and filter all that money?" Jax asked.

"Most of my money is imaginary…you will have cash." She looked around, "This was a porn studio right?"

Clay said "Yes, but we ain't getting back in that business it is too regulated, and cut throat."

"I would never film anything…that is right up there with shooting yourself." She scoffed "Do you still know some of the girls?" Jax nodded "What is the closest strip club?" she continued to question the crowd.

"29 miles it is in south Lodi next to the Pepsi factory." Tig said reflexively.

"Is it good?" She asked him, and he shrugged.

"You wanna go get a lap dance?" Clay asked.

"No." she answered firmly. "Give me a ball park here, are we talking plus or minus 60g's a week of money to be filtered?" She asked directly.

"Plus." Clay said and nothing more.

"You need a titty bar." She told them like she was giving them a bike on Christmas.

Most of the guys cheered. "Too regulated." Clay said.

"Bullshit." Kendal answered. "You get Bobby and Chucky to do the books. They are all cash and you will only have 2 in a 30 mile radius will make some good money…" she expounded "and with all of your porn princess contacts you can rake in more. You can clean 100g's a week easy."

"I don't know that seems a little flashy what about just a bar?" Clay said letting her go and walking back towards Jax and Tig.

"Hiding in the open is the only way you are going to do this." She declared "I don't know what you're doing but I will go ahead and assume it isn't legal…" she put up her hand while explaining this part and the other guys listened and chuckled. "You do the business right. Clean. No illegal things in the bar, guns, drugs, slap and tickles, clean. The books will be the only thing there that is not on the up and up. And if Chucky and Bobby are worth their asses with money, you will be fine."

"We will talk about it." Clay finished the conversation with a scowl.

When she got home she armed her security system and went to her guest house that was serving as her temporary office. She sat at the desk and typed in her password and then said "Jimmny Cricket" out loud and this opened up the three screens on her desks and the 3 flat screens on the wall. The screens on her desk had images and figures from the roadhouse and the abandon strip mall she had bought earlier in the month. The three flat screens had different security shots from around her house, down the street both ways, down the block, and 4 from business downtown.

She began reviewing the design pitches from 3 contractors and tinkering with her budget, she emailed the current manager to let him know she would be in soon to look at the property herself, and emailed the contractor chose letting him know she would want him to start the work soon. It was 11pm when she went in the house locked up and went to bed.

Somewhere around 3 in the morning her phone alarm went off indicating that one of her alarms had been tripped. She grabbed her gun and remotely accessed her security cameras from her phone, Kozik was in the backyard with two girls, getting into the hot tub. Kendall rolled her eyes and put her gun away. She checked the remaining cameras to insure he was not bait in a trap before going outside. "For Christ sakes Koz, at least let me know you are coming over so you don't trip my alarm…" She said interrupting a very hot and heavy make out session "Don't fuck in my hot tub. Clean up after yourself. Good night." and she turned to go back in.

"So you're not jealous?" Kozik yelled at her.

"Are you drunk again?" She answered.

"No…maybe…You kissed me!" he said loudly in an accusatory tone.

"A month ago, and it was a mistake." she said "Koz I am sorry that I lead you on. I love you as a friend. But that is it…"

Koz stood up revealing everything, as he was naked "Do you love him?" he screamed as they heard a bike pull into her drive way and stop.

"That is probably Tig…" she sighed.

"You know damn well who I am talking about." Koz screamed again.

"You're drunk, you have two topless girls in my hot tub, and you are screaming at me…" Kendall said in a belittling manner "Why the hell would I answer any of your questions?"

"Do you love him?" another scream. The girls had grown tired of this show and were getting out and putting their clothes back on.

"Come inside ladies I will call you a cab, sorry about this." Kendal said as she turned and heard a splash. Kozik had swum across the pool and got out directly in front of Kendal.

Opie came through the back gate. Kendal looked over at him and the gladness she felt was not hidden in the least she just said "Hi" in a breathy way.

"You do!" Kozik yelled and then sat his naked ass on the ground.

One of the girls came back outside looked at Opie then Kendal then the pouting naked man. "We will take care of him. Can we get a ride back to the club?" She asked Opie.

"Yeah let me go get my car." he said.

"It's okay you can take mine. Just get clothes on him." she said sweeping her hand at Kozik.

The girl nodded and yelled "Stacy come and help me with him."

The other girl came out of the house and went to help as Opie followed Kendall inside "never a dull moment," she said smiling at him.

"I can have Clay talk to him…" Op said.

"No, no, I want to keep my favors from Clay to a minimum." she said "I am pretty sure I tried his patience today anyways."

Opie smiled "you did."

"I want you to come back here and tell me about your day, and then make me scream until the sun comes up." She said as she pressed her body against his.

"Okay." he said "twist my arm." he kissed her slow and tender.

"But…I need to see Bobby Elvis tomorrow and have all my wits about me. So, you are going to drop them off and go home. If I were you I would take the kids to school in the morning they really love it when you do that." She sighed regretfully and pulled herself off him.

"You…are really going to drive me crazy." he said taking the car keys from her hand.

"That isn't the plan…" she said letting her hand stay in his longer than needed.

"There is a plan?" he smiled "when do I get clued into it."

"Tomorrow…I mean today…or rather later on tonight, preferably before midnight?" She asked.

"You'll be at the shop later?"

"Yes." she looked sad that he did not answer.

"I will drive you home." He said holding up her keys and smiling.

"How will I get there?" She questioned.

"You're the one with the plan." he said as he kissed her and went out the door.

"I've meant to start running again..." she said as she locked up her house again and went back to bed.

The next morning she packed a back pack with different clothes and a few other side items including a business plan and prospectus for Bobby Elvis. She got in her running gear and took off. It was only about 2 miles but since she hadn't run in a while it was enough to make her sweat. She was the first at the shop so she ran to the clubhouse to take a shower before getting dirtier in the shop. This girly behavior she accredited to Opie.

She walked into the bathroom to find Opie passed out on the floor with his pants to his knees and a naked blonde woman beside him. She squeaked before putting her hand over her mouth. He woke up and looked at her staring down at him eyes wide with her hand over her mouth he said "Good morning." and Kendal kicked him hard grabbed her keys that were on the floor next to him and left. From behind her he heard him yell "Fuck." but she did not wait for anything else she ran directly to her car and sped off passing Gemma as she was pulling in.

Gemma parked and got out looking around for the fire when she saw Opie pulling on his shirt and walking out saying every curse word in the book. "Troubles?" Gemma said.

"Lyla came back…" he said. "Kendall saw us. I got to go and tell her…"

"Not that one," she pointed at the road "you need to let that one settle, and go take care of your family baby."

Opie stared at the empty driveway and from behind him heard "Ope, baby? Whats wrong?" Lyla had put her clothes back on and had come out to find him "Hey Gemma, thanks for calling!"

"Hey Sweat Pea, glad to see your back." Gemma called out "I am going to call in Lowell if she doesn't come back for her shift." she said quietly to Opie, "take care of this shit."

Opie turned around to Lyla "that is our new mechanic I wanted to apologize, I think we scared her."

Kendall drove to her house and went in and let out the scream she had held in. "FUUUCK YOU!"

She then paced back and forth in anger until she settled her nerves. As she was doing this she talked aloud to herself. "Why didn't you just play it cool?! I can't think about anyone but you he said…I am going to lose my mind over you….lets tell people…won't stop me from kissing you with my firm lips…what have I gotten my self into…" she mimicked Opie's sentiments to her "But did he ever say I am not going to fuck someone else…" she mimicked a deep voice "I ruined my chance with a girl like you" she quickly changed to an overly sweet femine voice "no you didn't. I am a fucking idiot, and i've been hypnotized by your dick, I will do anything for you. I love your kids and your dad. And subconsciously made up a life where we work out so, feel free to run about fucking anyone you want. Just say sorry and eat my pussy and I will forgive you." she gave an incredible angry yell "AHHHH! What the fuck is wrong with me?!" she sat on her couch and then looked where she was "We have fucked on everything here! I am going to have to get new furniture or at least new upholstery! FUCK fuck Fuck! BUT first I have to go to work. Alexander Trager I hope you are worth all of this BULLSHIT!"

"I'm not." said a voice at the door. She was so into herself analytical loathing rant she forgot to lock the door and did not hear her brother walk in. "How you doing, kid?"

"Fine."

"I can tell." Tig said leaning against the wall. "Gemma said you don't have to come back today."

"Fuck that." She said standing up "I am going into work, I am finishing the bike and the Lexus…Then I am going to give my prospectus to Bobby and then I am going to drink."

"You sure?" Tig said.

"Abso-fucking-lutely." she said "I'm not even pissed at him." she declared "I'm pissed at myself! For making it more than it was...NO man has the ability to hurt me anymore." she bellowed "I just had a lapse of memory. That's fixed now. I have to change and I will see you at the shop." She turned to go to the bedroom "What did Clay & the guys say about the business opportunity?"

"We vote on it today." Tig said. "Either way Jax said he would help you in Lodi."

She shrugged "Great! Do you want any couches or a bed?"

"This is brand new." He pointed to her living room set.

"I just don't like the color." she smiled.

"You serious about the couches and bed?" Tig asked when she got back from changing, and he laughed because she was wearing clothes a bit more revealing than she normally would. "Rubbing it in his face?"

"You bet cha. To both."

"Can I come and get them later?"

"Sure, send the prospects by whenever just let me know so the alarms don't go off." She said "you coming…"

"I kind of wanted to sleep." Tig smiled weakly.

"You know where your room is, still not finished yet but it will get done soon." she smiled at him "Tig I think you are worth it."