2
The three of us stood before the group of men of who were all immediately looking at me. I guess I stood out more than I expected. Some would say I dress like a suburban mother. Happy was standing furthest to the side and I noticed he looked me over some. He had a slight glare, as he seemed to have a hint of curiosity in his dark eyes. Jax pointed to Juice after telling everyone who I was.
"This is Juice Ortiz, he's big into tech for club." he replied. Immediately the man gave me a flirtatious smirk and stuck his hand out to me. I smiled and returned it with a nod.
"Very nice to meet you." he said.
"Likewise." I replied.
"Next is Opie Winston, my best friend." he replied. Piney's son. We gave each other respectful nods before shaking hands.
"Nice to meet you." he replied. Another familiar woman approached. Clay's wife. Jax smiled at her, yet Tara looked down avoiding eye contact with her.
"And this lovely lady is my mother, Gemma. Ma, this is O." Jax told. She was in leather as well and she smiled, the sides of her lips wrinkled a bit. But this smile wasn't friendly.
"O. Just O?" she asked. I nodded.
"For now. It's nice to meet you." I replied. She nodded slowly. I could tell she didn't trust me. But of course, no one did.
"We will see." she replied before giving her son a soft pat to the cheek and glancing at me again before moving on to stand with some other women. I nodded in agreement.
"And this crazy son of a bitch is Happy Lowman." Jax replied. He looked at me and extended his hand.
"Nice to meet you." he said in a grizzly tone and I shook his hand.
"Same." I replied. He then looked at my hand as if taken a back.
"Damn, you've got soft hands." he noted. Juice nodded with a smile as he stared at me.
"Doesn't she?" he said. Now I looked between the two men and then Jax who looked at the group awkwardly.
"Oookay then." he said. Tara grinned.
"O, would you like something to drink, a beer?" she asked. I looked at her and then my phone for the time. Body slaves aren't allowed to drink after a certain hour. But then again no one was around to supervise me. But you never know what eyes are watching. I looked at Tara and smiled.
"Gotta drive. Soda is fine." I replied and she nodded.
"Want to come with me, I can introduce you to some more people." she offered, and I nodded before looking around at the men around us.
"Sure… Gentlemen." I replied and they bowed their heads dramatically. I hid my smile and turned and left with Tara after she gave a quick kiss to Jax.
"Had to get you away from the oogling men. So how are you liking it here?" she asked. I looked up at her and smiled at her words before giving a soft shrug.
"I can't say yet. I don't mind the heat, but that's about it." I replied. She nodded as we moved over to a cooler. I could see cans of sprite and coke and bud lights and others sticking out of the ice. I went and grabbed a sprite.
"Yeah it grows on some people." she said and I opened the can and sipped it. As I looked around the area, I took note of the relaxed feeling of this party. There are very dangerous people here, but to someone none the wiser, they'd just think it was a biker party. I noticed some young blonde girls in crop tops and tank tops eyeing me with scowls. Tara noticed this too and looked at me.
"Ignore them. They're young and stupid and they think they're hot shit because they're wanted by men. They're itching to be someone's old lady." she said. I tilted my head in confusion.
"Old lady?" I asked. She nodded.
"A wife or girlfriend of one of the SAMCRO members." she said. I nodded.
"Like you. You are Jax's old lady?" I asked. She smiled and nodded looking at the blonde who was still with the other group of men. He looked our way and smiled at Tara.
"Yeah. I am." she said and I looked between the two. I could see it in both their eyes the love they had for each other.
"He has a lot of love for you." I replied. Tara looked at me and smiled.
"He does. Which is why you shouldn't let these other girls intimidate you. They're just wanting a man." she told. I nodded slowly and looked at her.
"It's okay. I wish I had the opportunity to be young and stupid." I replied. She nodded slowly tilting her head at me.
"So what's your story? Jax said this… Mr. R is dangerous which I believe. But what about you? How did you get into all of this, if it's okay to ask?" she asked. I looked down some in thought before looking at her again.
"I was born into this life. My mother was a body slave-"
"Body slave?" she asked. I nodded taking another sip of my drink.
"A servant of either Mr. R or his lieutenants. We tend to their needs whether they are physical or taking care of the home, spouse or kids. My mother was his wife's body slave and when I was born and old enough I was his." I told. Tara looked almost horrified.
"How did… your mother come into the life?" she asked. I smiled at the thought of her. To this day she is still loyal to Mr. R's wife.
"Contracts are signed that are legally binding. He treats us and his many enforcers and others well and so he sees to it we are taken care of by any means necessary: healthcare, education and in return when the kids are of age, we sign our lives to him as well. It's the only way families are allowed to stay together." I replied. My mother taught me this. It is how we have managed to live a moderately comfortable life this far. Now it was silent between the two of us and I looked at her waiting for her to speak.
"And now he sent you here alone?" she asked. I smiled some looking out the group of people.
"I'm never truly alone." I replied before looking at her. She nodded looking me over some.
"Well I don't know what all you have to do, but Jax will look out for you and if you win the club over they'll look out for you too." she advised looking back at Jax. I followed her gaze and looked at each of the men who have probably taken many lives. I nodded.
"In this type of life, you will need someone on your side." I replied. Eventually Tara took me around and introduced me to more men and women, mostly older. This club was predominately white and from the files I had read, they wanted to keep their members white. They've been around for quite some time and I could imagine they don't want to change the rules. But then why have Juice and Happy around. They weren't fully white. I glanced at the two men from time to time trying to figure that out.
Maybe Clay didn't care that much. Maybe they'd earned their right to be in the club. As the night went on, I still felt very out of place here and slightly unwelcomed but it was to be expected. I wasn't sure if I should say anything about me leaving so I decided to just tell Tara I was leaving. I thanked her for helping me talk to a few people before moving away from the group.
"You heading out!" Clay said a bit loudly making me pause and turn to him. He was approaching me with a cigar between his lips.
"I feel I have over stayed. Tonight, was simply supposed to be you and Mr. R speaking." I replied. He gave a confused look before shaking his head.
"Nah you're a guest and I wanted to get a feel of you." he said. I tilted my head and nodded
"And have you felt enough of me?" I asked. He chuckled and nodded.
"Like your master says, don't ever try and fuck us." he said. I nodded.
"My loyalty is to my master and his allies. My loyalties are to you. I will do what I am told." I assured. He nodded eyeing me some.
"Good. Get home same." he told. I nodded and watched as he transitioned back into the dark crowd of leather. I looked around in thought of our little conversation before turning and moving toward my car.
"Hey O, wait up!" I turned to see Juice lightly jogging over to me. I turned to him.
"Yes?" I asked and he cleared his throat some and rubbed the back of his head. I wouldn't lie I liked the strip of black hair he had with the tattoos on the side. Brave man to get tattoos on his head. He gave a gentle pant.
"You're heading out?" he asked. I continued to smile and nod.
"Yes. I need to break in my new home." I replied. He bit his bottom lip some as he nodded.
"Oh okay cool cool cool… you uh, you want some help breaking it in?" he asked a tad awkwardly. I blinked a few seconds knowing what he meant and I slowly nodded.
"Sure. But I must warn you, men don't fuck me. I fuck them." I replied unlocking my car and getting in. He looked bewildered for a second before smiling.
"I think tonight I won't mind that." he said holding his keys up. "I'll follow you."