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Chapter 467 Ass Kicking

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Gemma was seething with rage and for once it wasn't all directed at Jax and his blonde whore. Clay was right up there tied with them. He had been a real bastard to her when they got home. He'd gotten in her face and shouted at her that he'd told her to just let Jax have his little blonde whore and wait it out.

Clay just didn't get it. There might not be any waiting it out. Jax was emotionally vulnerable and that blonde whore had her hooks into Jax and wasn't about to let him go. Jax didn't see how destructive his piece of ass was going to be to him. He was thinking with his dick and Gemma feared that would lead to more than heartbreak for her son.

She was also worried about what was going on with the club. Clay hadn't shared what had gone in the meeting or why the blonde whore had been at the meeting. Clay wasn't being insensitive. He was punishing her by not telling her what was going on with the MC. He knew that it would make her crazy and she would imagine the worst.

He had made it even worse by telling her that she was to stay at TM until he got back with the club and Piney and Bobby would be watching over her, keeping her safe. She had no idea what kind of danger she was in because he wouldn't tell her what the hell was going on. Of course, Jax was avoiding her and she couldn't get any information out of any of the guys. When they decided to close ranks, it was hard to get any information out of them.

She was willing to bet the blonde whore knew exactly what was going on. There wasn't any point trying to get information out of her; she'd already tried that last night. If she saw her, she might just beat her ass. That bitch was trying to take her son away from her and make her look like the bad guy.

She was almost sick with worry wondering what kind of danger Jax was riding into with Clay and the rest of the guys. If something ever happened to Jax, she would lose her mind. He was her greatest achievement and she had so many plans for his life.

Luann dropped by bringing chicken Caesar salads for lunch. They ate back in the apartment sitting on the bed facing each other. The guys from various other charters were sitting in the clubhouse eating lunch. Gemma wasn't sure why they were there either because Clay hadn't shared that with her.

"I sure miss Otto," Luann said wistfully.

This missing Otto bullshit always came up every time she saw Luann. She wasn't sure what Luann expected her to do about it. She couldn't wave a magic wand and get Otto released from prison.

"When is he up for parole next?" Gemma asked with feigned interest.

"Six months, but he's had a bunch of write-ups," Luann said. "I don't think they will let him out."

"Maybe if he's really good for the next six months . . ."

"It's Otto," Luann interrupted. "I don't think he's capable of that. Prison has just brings out the worst in him."

It was ironic that of all the laws Otto routinely broke as a member of SAMCRO, he was in prison for selling meth to an undercover DEA officer. It had nothing to do with SAMCRO. Otto had been desperate to give Luann enough money so she could buy Cara Cara, the porn studio she worked for, so she could give up her life as a porn star for good.

Clay hadn't been very sympathetic. He'd seen too many messed up crank addicts, but Otto was SAMCRO and the MC stuck by Otto. Otto had managed to make almost enough money for Luann to buy Cara Cara. The MC kicked in the rest of the money taking 20% of Cara Cara's profits for the investment.

"Maybe Clay or Jax could go to the prison and give him a little pep talk."

"Maybe," Luann said doubtfully. "He just acts impulsively and is sorry after."

"I get that. Clay and Jax can be the same way."

The two women went silent eating their Caesar salads. The room was perfectly tidy because Happy had been staying in the room after he got out of the hospital. Happy hated messy.

"I'm having problems with Jax," Gemma confessed.

"What kind of problem?" Luann asked before taking a bite of chicken.

"He's got this blonde slut. Calls her his old lady. He's known her about thirty seconds."

Luann nodded.

"I heard that Jax is really into her."

"How the hell did you hear that?" Gemma demanded.

"Ima. She came to work in a really bad mood. Not that unusual with her, but this time there was an actual reason. She said that she'd been at the clubhouse and Jax made some kind of decree that if any of the girls touched him, she'd get kicked out of the clubhouse and if she did it a second time, the kick out would be for good."

Gemma stared at Luann unable to believe her ears. Jax always had crow-eaters draped all over him when he was in the clubhouse. Even when he was with Wendy after they were married, the crow-eaters were all over him.

"I didn't know. No one told me."

"I'm sure the crow-eaters assumed you knew."

Gemma shook her head. This was really bad because it confirmed her maternal instincts—the blonde slut was bad for Jax and she might be more than a fling.

"I didn't know. This is worse than I thought."

"Would it really be so bad if Jax found a girl that he wanted to be faithful to?"

"That's not the problem," Gemma said impatiently. "That blonde slut isn't right for Jax or the club. She'll make a terrible old lady."

"She's not fit to take over for you when Clay steps down," Luann guessed.

"Damned right. I paid my dues. He told the MC that they should respect her as much as they do me. She hasn't done a damned thing for the club."

"It will all work itself out," Luann said with a shrug. "I just wish Jax had had sex with Ima before he decided to be faithful. Ima's been in such a pissy mood. She's obsessed with having sex with Jax especially now that he's got an old lady. He's more of a challenge. She loves the thrill of the chase."

"She must be the only girl he's turned down."

Luann ate her last bite of salad.

"I have to get back. I'm shooting a big scene with Ima, Miss Triple Penetration. That's going to be a lot of drama filled fun. You didn't eat much of your salad." Luann said getting to her feet.

"It's this thing with Jax. Here I'll take your salad container," Gemma said taking Luann's container. "Thanks for bringing lunch."

"Sure anytime."

Gemma, still carrying the two disposable plastic bowls, walked Luann out of the clubhouse before tossing the bowls into the trash outside.

She returned to the TM office feeling worse than before. That blonde whore needed to go away. She was right to be worried. The little bitch was not right for Jax.

When Jax got back from his ride with the club, she was going to have one hell of a talk with him. She would not allow her son to humiliate her again by throwing her out of the clubhouse like she was nothing more than a crow-eater. The humiliation had an added sting because Jax had ordered her out of the clubhouse in front of his blonde piece of pussy. Of course, Clay backed up Jax because woman were second place in the wonderful world of outlaw bikers.

There was no way in hell her son was going to order her out of the clubhouse again. He deserved a good ass kicking for that. And he was going to listen to the truth about his blonde whore. That little relationship needed to end today.

As far as Clay was concerned, he could bounce her off the wall all he wanted. All that mattered to her was to get through to her stubborn son so he would see that he needed to get the blonde whore out of his life.

She was confident that if he had to choose, he would choose her. She was his mother. Of course he would choose her. Of course.

Gemma may be almost as demented and delusional as Tig.