CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FOURTEEN
Website where all photos of all outfits mentioned is on my profile. So I just wrote the last chapter of TTAC...there's a bit of filling to do between where I'm up to and where I want to get to, about 10-15 chapters probably.
Jax knocks once and opens one of the double doors, holding it while I step through the doors in front of him.
Chibs whistles and then laughs at the glare that Jax fixes on him "Jackie boy, you are one lucky son of a bitch."
Clay leans over and smacks his arm but the effect is ruined when Jax simply nods "That I am."
Taking his seat between Opie and Juice he pats his knee for me to sit down.
Clay smiles at the uncomfortable look on my face "Relax pumpkin. Jax said that you had some stuff you wanted to suggest?"
Tig sniggers at the nickname as I nod and sit down on Jax's knee "Did he tell you anything?"
Clay and Piney both nod "He said that you'd had some ideas of ways to earn. Normally we wouldn't listen but Jax insisted and Clay put his big foot down." Piney says in his gravelly voice cracking with laughter.
I nod and wiggle on Jax's knee, the leather creaking a little as I get comfortable "We were talking the other day about ways for the club to make money. The idea that I had would cost a bit for start-up but once you got it running it could easily make big money. Big enough to take a step back from some of the risk that the guns bring."
The room erupts into noise, Clay's voice over the top of it halts everything when he shouts for them all to shut up. Looking over at me he picks his cigar and puffs on it silently for several long seconds before looking around the table, his eyes resting on Jax "Didn't know she was that informed so fast."
I shake my head "Jax didn't tell me. You did."
Clay narrows his eyes "What?"
"Well, you and Happy if you want to be exact about it." I say calmly, my eyes flicking between Clay and the enforcer sitting stiffly beside the SAA.
Happy glares at me "I didn't tell you shit little girl, be careful what you say."
Rolling my eyes I turn back to Clay "Do you remember a weekend when I was about 13. Gemma and Jax had gone to the cemetery and then out for the day."
Clay shakes his head "No I don't, but that doesn't tell me how it was me that told you about the so-called guns."
Snorting lightly "You and Happy had the TV on, neither of you were really watching it I'm sure but I was curled beside you on the couch cause I was freezing. You asked something about Bluebird and Happy looked at me before saying," looking at Happy "This is a direct quote by the way 'Kalashnikov's presents arrived and are being assembled'." Happy's eyes widen as he obviously remembers the night I'm talking about.
"But how did you know that had anything to do with guns?" He asks, his tenseness melting slowly.
"I was a 13 year old who had access to encyclopaedias. I looked up Kalashnikov. Tell you, it took me ages to get the spelling right." I shrug casually "After that it didn't take long to realise what the fuck Bluebird was and what was being assembled there. The rest just fell into place."
Clay shakes his head and shares a long look with Happy before turning to Jax again "You were right, she listens far too carefully to what's not said."
I laugh "That coupled with google now, there's nothing that you can't find out information about, but that's not what I'm here."
Clay and Piney exchange a look "Good point." Clay says "We are all ears so lay it all out."
I take a deep breath and link my fingers through Jax's "So I thought that with the clubs connection to Cara Cara already bring in some legit money then maybe expanding that would bring in more. Using the name, or part of it, set up a webcam house."
"A what?" Piney interrupts.
"It's a voyeur's best friend and a peeping toms dream come true." Tig says with a grin.
I roll my eyes "Not surprised you'd know what I meant. It's exactly what it says, a house that's been filled with webcams. Move in a whole lot of girls, some of Luann's girls would probably jump at the chance. Basically it's a house that's been wired up and hooked to the internet so that people can look while the people living in it do whatever they do in their normal lives."
Clay coughs "You mean there are people that would pay for this?"
I nod silently and Juice leans forwards "There are, it's a huge industry and I'm surprised that none of us thought of it before."
I smile over at him "What I thought is to set up different levels of access. A bronze membership gets access to all the communal areas of the house. The kitchen, living room and dining. Silver gives you access to the yard as well. Gold gives you access to all areas bar the bedrooms and Platinum you get access to the bedrooms as well, you'd have to set price ranges."
"What would something like this cost to set up?" Bobby asks from the other side of the table.
I shrug "That I don't know. You'd have to have at least 3 webcams per rooms, putting the cams in and doing the wiring would be a bit expensive I think, but if you can find a house that works for cheap enough it becomes a long running income source. Then there's the cost of setting up the website."
Juice shakes his head "Website would be nothing, I can do that. The cams wouldn't be an issue either, wiring maybe cause you'd have to make sure it was all high enough capacity to handle the cameras. I can do the camera install once the wiring is done."
Kip's eyes flick between us all as he taps his fingers on the table "Couldn't we use Sarah's electrician to do the wiring?"
I look over at him "Gary's not my electrician."
Jax laughs "He may as well be, you've had him busy for weeks."
I smack his arm lightly "Yeah, and you added more shit to his agenda."
Clay clears his throat "No domestics in here please children. Was there anything else?"
I nod "That was only the start of my mini-brainstorming session with myself, unfortunately for my sweet and innocent mind it was all porn related."
Jax snorts at me calling my mind innocent but Tig laughs asking "Why is that a bad thing?"
I narrow my eyes at the SAA "Porn is all well and good, and in the right situation I won't say no to watching it. But when I'm trying to have a day with my Old Man having my brain full of thoughts of porn did not help."
Jax runs his hand over my arm leaning forward and pressing his lips to my ear "If you were having an issue with thinking of porn, I could have helped you relieve the tension."
I shake my head and turn my attention back to Clay "Anyway, before we get completely side tracked again, I thought about adding distribution to Cara Cara's scope. Then you can go into the whole idea of doing just the movie or doing a movie package which could including everything from the toys used right up to a deluxe package which would have the movie, all the toys and the outfits used."
Jax tightens his fingers on my hip as I stop talking "That wasn't all though, she then said that that opens up the idea of getting into selling sex toys in general. I won't go through the list of things that she mentioned for fear of melting Clays ears, but it would be a huge step."
Bobby frowns "But you're talking about a lot of output initially."
I nod "I know, but in the long run this could not only put the Sons on the porn map, but expand Cara Cara to become the biggest distributor of porn within the entire East Coast."
Opie finally smiles "East Coast today, tomorrow the world?"
I grin at him "It opens up a huge income opportunity. Porn is a multi-billion dollar industry in the US alone, why shouldn't the Sons get their part?"
Clay nods "None of us are saying it doesn't, we just have to weigh up the initial costs against how long it'll take to make money."
I hop back up to my feet, hearing the dismissal in his tone. Kissing Jax on the lips softly I lean over and kiss Clay on the cheek "Thank you for listening to me."
Clay shakes his head "Not a problem pumpkin. We'll only be a few more minutes, go get the food cooking."
I walk around the table and poke my tongue out at him from the doorway "Do I look dressed to cook?"
Sliding through the gap I hear them all laughing as the door swings closed behind me with a muffled thump.
Spotting Gemma leaning against the bar her eyes widen as she runs them from my feet to my head "Jax let you out of his sight dressed like that?"
I laugh slightly as I slide onto the barstool beside her "He picked it. He has to live with the consequences now."
Gemma shakes her head "You changed so much in New York. The Sarah that left would have run in the opposite direction as fast as she could if someone showed her a pair of skin tight leather pants, yet there you are wearing them, and a leather corset to match."
I slide my arm through hers and squeeze her hand "I may have run away, but part of my mind would have been wishing to have the confidence to wear them. Getting away from here was a blessing and a curse all at once. I found who I am in New York."
Gemma kisses the side of my head "But you also found out where you were meant to be."
I nod "I belong in Charming. Nothing is going to change that, and there is no way in hell I'm leaving again."
"Good. Foods cooked, come get some before the hoard comes out."
I giggle as we head into the kitchen "Your husband tried to tell me to go cook."
Gemma widens her eyes in surprise "Dressed like that?"
I nod "My thoughts exactly."
Gemma opens the oven door and the smell of garlic, rosemary, bacon and spices drifts through the gap "Oh my god that smells amazing Gem!"
Gemma laughs, setting the tray on the top of the oven, the spiced stuffed chicken wrapped in bacon looks just as good as it smells and she shakes her head when I pull the biggest one off the tray and drop it on a plate with a slice of the bread she'd brought in as well.
"Just remember baby girl…"
"…no one likes a fat Old Lady." I finish, adding butter to the bread and a sprinkle of chilli flakes across the top of the chicken. Gemma nods "Well, as I told Jax, he's my exercise, and I have Doj as well."
Gemma rolls her eyes "Didn't need to know that. And you better come see your animal tomorrow."
"I will. But go away. I want to enjoy this."
Gemma laughs as she opens the kitchen door "Love you too."
I stuff a bit of the chicken in my mouth and smile widely at her while I chew.
