Chuck
I could tell that I had consumed more alcohol than I was used to. I remembered the fun the girls and I had before going to sleep, and thought it funny how sometimes the amount of joy juice didn't affect all of your body.
The day needed to begin, so I slipped from the massive bed, brushed my teeth, and went to make coffee. My peg must have thumped down the hall, as Lena came out of her bedroom and asked, "Are you going to workout?"
With a smile, I said, "First, I'm making coffee, and then a little sweat would be good."
Along with making coffee, I had a big glass of water, while Lena had juice. We went into the exercise room, both warming up on the bikes. It was when we were both on the treadmill that I glanced up at the clock, it was only five forty-five. "What are you doing up already, Lena? You never wake up this early."
"I thought it must be time to get up when I heard you walking on your peg. Last night was fun. I went back to my room to sleep because it smelled too good in there with you guys. You know, I'm old enough to make up my own mind about men and things. I'll be twenty soon and that's old enough to be considered an adult. I may not be able to drink alcohol legally, but there are a lot of adult things that I can do, like vote in the elections. Chuck, I sometimes think it's because of Bobby, or that you just don't like me."
"That's not an adult attitude, Lena. I like you, enjoy having you in the house, and enjoy you being with me when you are here. I'm almost ten years older than you and have experienced a lot of things that you haven't yet. It's like Steve and his women. They're almost ten years older than me and I look up to him as, in many ways, he has so much more life experience than I do. This is a crazy household, Lena, and sometimes our earthy nature takes over big time. You are special among us and among your family. Just relax with being who you are, and don't push for something that I just feel shouldn't be. I'd love to be closer with all your family, but I don't want there to be a rift between you and Bobby, or Tina and Bobby, or me and your folks. I want you and me to be buds, and not just sex buddies."
Lena came over, lifted me bodily off the treadmill, and hugged me like Bobby used to. I didn't think she was that strong, but she surprised me. Lena said, "You can't stop me from loving you, Chuck. I'll mind, the same way I have been, and watch from the sidelines, but I want you to know that I'm not a little girl anymore, and I want in. I want to be a part of your crazy menagerie of women. The girls accept me, and you will eventually. I'll wait."
Lena put me down. Our sweat had molded our shirts to our skin, showing her enlarged nipples. She said, "Let me go see what the pool temperature is. Hopefully it's near eighty."
We walked into the kitchen where John was sitting at the counter, drinking coffee. He watched Lena walk out to pool and step in to check the water thermometer. She turned and gave the okay sign. John and I watched the tall girl strip and dive into the pool. Marie and Dennis came through the kitchen at that point, nude, and on the way to the pool. They both said good morning, totally unaffected by being nude in front of a stranger.
John said, "My, oh my, is this a nudist park?"
"No that's up near the trailer park, but no one wears a suit here while swimming. As a matter of fact, I'm on my way. Join us if you want."
"Let me get Kenisha, she loves to be nude."
Lisa came out of the bedroom, rubbing her eyes. She was nude, of course, and said, "Come on, Chuck, race me."
The whole household was soon swimming, hanging on the side of the pool, or sitting on the entry steps in the shallow end. Kenisha was happy at being nude among us. When she got out of the pool, the cool morning air shocked her nipples into instant darts. Don and John were just getting out as well, and the visual feast all the girls were presenting had the two on the rise.
John said, "Well, I guess you guys are just like any bunch of guys. Good looking women affect you the same. This house is too full of good looking women." Being curious, John asked, "Dennis, you and Tina look a lot alike. Are you related?"
Dennis grinned, "Brother and sister. Steve is our uncle. He's more like a friend than an uncle, and I'm sure Tina doesn't want to be reminded of the relationship."
Tina said, "Who cares. I'm living the way I want to live, and most think I'm a Lez anyway. This group gives me the chance to be myself like no other place. I'm too busy with school to even worry about it. You know, Denny, I'm going into my internship and will be pulling all kinds of crazy hours at the hospital. While you guys are having fun this summer, I'll be slaving away. At least I'll be using some of what I want to learn to do."
John asked, "Are you in pre-med?"
"Finished that," Tina said. "I'm in second year med-school and will begin rotations this summer. I'll be learning a lot, but you have to do the triage thing in the ER first. You don't do much doctoring, but you learn about diagnostics and the nurses teach you a lot of things. Most students have some extensive emergency med training already during our undergrad summers. Now we'll be able to put some of it to use."
"What kind of doctor do you want to be? That is, what field of medicine do you want to practice?" John asked, looking upon the girl in a new light.
"OB/GYN," Tina said. "I love to help women, and of course I love women, so it's only natural. I love the thought of helping women bring babies into this world, so I may specialize in that area. Not enough medical people are willing to specialize there, too much liability. I figure that if I never have a bunch of material things, no one can sue for me for it."
The group migrated to the warmer confines of the kitchen. We mutually agreed to wash and dress, then head out to the park for Saturday breakfast. Brandy asked me, "Do you have a lot planned today?"
"I have one thing that I want John and I to go do, but other than that, not really," I answered. "What's up?"
Brandy said, "Tom Parks is going to work with us again today, and I thought you might want to add your two cents to the plans. You know this house out there is becoming a reality. If we can finalize the plans, it will be started this coming week."
She continued, "The girls and I have decided we will keep our place and rent it out. You can do the same with yours or sell it. We actually know someone who might rent your place or maybe even buy it."
"Who in world would want a big place like this?" I was amazed someone would want it.
Frieda said, "Metarie doesn't want to be the director any longer, and the new man has a bunch of kids. None seem to be leaving home and he said he's going to have to take in his mother-in-law now that his father-in-law has passed away. He says that since his mother is already living with them, the two mothers could live in the apartment upstairs. This place would be perfect for him."
"It's going to take a long time to build a house as big as you guys are planning you know. Can the man wait?"
"He can," Frieda answered, "And you're going to be surprised at how fast this house will go up. With as many men as can be put on the job, it will be done fast."
We all got ready and left for the park in multiple cars, as people were going different ways later. On the way, John asked, "So you're building a place out there?"
I chuckled, "Steve and his ladies have tried to get us to move out there with them for a while. As you may have noticed, his ladies are nuts about kids, and want ours added into the mix out there. The menagerie I'm with seems to think this is a wonderful idea; so once again, I'm along for the ride. I really enjoy all the folks out there, and I love the camaraderie they have out on that crazy patio."
"That place is different," John said. "I had a great time out there and instantly felt comfortable. It could have been the booze too, though."
Lisa was in the back seat with Kenisha and said, "If you two are going somewhere today, I want to give Kenisha an airplane ride. We'll fly around the beaches and sightsee."
"Good idea," I said. "I need to check with the charters, but I want to see what kinds of aircraft are available."
Lisa said, "There's not a lot today. The G-5s are all out, along with the Citation and one Lear. I think the 1900D is out as is one other King Air. There are lessons today too, as Saturdays are busy. I'll probably use a spare 150 or 172. I haven't flown the 162 yet. That would be fun."
I said, "Take the biplane unless you think it would be too cold."
"It would be too cold on a day like today, there should be a spare 172," Lisa said.
John was surprised, "The economy sucks and Steve's charter service is doing that good?"
I said, "He doesn't charge an arm and a leg for aircraft rental, and I know his charters are fair. GAO has never kicked back on my travel, so they must be. A lot of companies have sold their private aircraft and they still need to fly. Several charter companies have gone out of business, but Steve is well capitalized, so he's hanging on. With the extra business he's getting, he can be profitable."
As soon as John entered the patio, I thought his eyeballs would pop out. Kenisha said, "Oh, I want to do this too. You didn't tell me."
Sue greeted us and led the ladies back to her office and design area. I told John, "Wait until you see what Sue does to those girls. Mine told Sue to get something ready for all of them for this morning, you'll love it."
Tiny was motioning us to the bar, where he handed John and I two huge glasses of reddish looking liquid with a celery stick in it. I handed mine back and asked, "Can you give me a virgin one. I might fly today, and you don't want me out there liquored up, do you?"
Steve was in a good mood this morning as the charter service was settled down now, and he had expanded security where his boats were docked. He did say, "Your man, Sarge, said that there could be a break in this thing tomorrow sometime. He asked that I put extra security here too. What do you think?"
I looked at him and said, "If Sarge suggested you do it, and you have the manpower, do it. Perhaps the girls and I will stay out here tonight. I know you have enough room for us and John too. I'll check with Sarge later to see. Jan said she had to stay in touch today, as well."
After a great breakfast, Tom Parks showed up with Zena. They all gathered at one of the big tables and spread out multiple drawings and blueprints. The girls made me look at all of it. I looked at everything, then noticed that one of the prints was titled 'security.' It showed all the usual window and door devices, but it also showed a great array of cameras. There looked to be two video walls that were devoted to security. One was in the big kitchen/family room/ living room combination, and one was in the giant bedroom area. I asked Tom, "Where did you get the idea to put the security system like this?"
Tom said, "Wanda gave me the name of the architect that rebuilt your place. He gave me the plans for your place, so I knew that you wanted to be able to observe everywhere, just in case. Since video is so cheap now, it was easy to put it together. We need to combine video and data anyway, so the cabinet in the family room has all of the controlling devices. See this," Tom pointed to another spot in the main garage, "This is where all the cabling terminates for voice and data. The studio building, as well as the two guest houses or cabanas, are wired the same way. I was thinking you could have an intercom between all the places too."
Zena said, "See the pool area, we are putting in these receptacles for security fence posts, so when you have toddlers, they can't get at the pool. We are including the child protective fence in all the plans. I like the way the girls have the pool with the steps across this whole side of the pool for entry into the shallow end."
Tiani said, "That's the way it is now. The new pool will be longer from side to side so we can still do laps the way we do now. It's going to be nice, and see the hot tub up on one end of the patio? It's going to be big enough for all of us, with no crowding."
I asked Tom, "You're going to include solar heating of the pool, right?"
Tom said, "Sure, that and a back up natural gas heater. This area out here has natural gas available, so we'll make sure that's connected. As far as solar heating, you will have solar hot water, as well as some solar electrical storage. Steve said he has some new small wind turbines that should work in your area. According to the guy that's working with them, you will need three to provide sufficient electricity for what you have. See this building out behind the studio? That's the battery storage and power conversion area for your electrical supply. You'll have automatic use of public services, but if you generate excess, they'll be able to draw from you."
Not knowing, I had to ask, "Where are you going to put those turbines, won't they be ugly and noisy?"
"We'll put the three turbines across the back fence. That will give them plenty of exposure. We're using the smallest ones Steve's man, Mark, has developed. You are sort of an experimental project for him. He say's they will take care of you, and so far, the guy has come up with some good ideas. I'm planning on putting an array of wind turbines at the park. I'm going to use his technology, but put in bigger ones. I have permission and zoning to put them all along the far side of the lake and around the back of the property for aesthetics. Hopefully, we'll be able to eventually serve the entire park. That's probably wishful thinking, but if S&S can keep generating more power from smaller generators, it might be a reality."
I looked at the plans for the master suite and sighed. It was massive, with eight doors off the suite that led to private sitting areas, small bathrooms, and all parts of a big closet. I made an exaggerated counting motion, one through eight, and turned to the girls, "Eight?" None of them wanted to answer, but Lena was sitting on the end of the table with a smile.
Wanda said, "Knowing your group, perhaps you should go for ten. As long as you're building the place, you never know."
I said, "Girls, these things look like jail cells or tiny apartments. Why would you have these while you have all the other area?"
Nancy said, "We all need a private place. Sometimes all of us have to get off by ourselves, maybe just to read, or if we don't feel well. We need these."
I turned to Tom and said, "How about a wide dead end hallway off the bedroom. Go ahead and make it five on each side. We may have visitors. Make each of the quarters big enough for a built in bed in case the girls want to take a private nap. With that and room for a comfortable chair, it should be nice."
Tom said, "Good idea. I can do that. The separate areas will smell really nice, as they have specified cedar for all the closets and bathroom areas."
Steve had been watching and said, "Too bad we don't have room right here, or you could just about build the quarters portion of your place in manufactured units like I have. That's okay, though, you're not going to be far. I'll know where my family is when I can't find them now."
I told Steve, "I agree, I wish we could be next door neighbors. I think these two groups of women are going to mix it up pretty good."
After looking at all the pictures and drawings, I said, "John and I are going for a ride. I know the kids have motocross today, so a lot of others are going to be busy. Ah, Jan, if anything happens, call me, I'll be in cell phone range. If you can't reach me on the cell phone, have the charter office call me."
John and I got some hugs and kisses before leaving. Out at the charter office, DeDe was already there in her motorized wheelchair. She said, "I heard you when you were talking about taking a ride. I'm guessing a Lear, right?"
I nodded, and she said, "It's pulled out of the hangar, fueled, and ready."
John watched as I did the preflight then got in the right seat as if he'd been doing it for years. Before closing up, I took the empty suitcase with some phone books, an empty gym bag, and a single ID out and left the rest in the trunk. He asked, "Where are we going?"
"First, Naples. I have a map here to a branch bank. I'm going to discover what's in this one. Then we're going to Key West to check on the house. I might be able to meet the lady that's the caretaker of the house down there."
John said, "I don't want to know about this stuff, Chuck. This is yours, not mine."
"John, I want you to see this. You can use the house down there too, any time you want. I'm telling you there is a lot here. This has to have been a major hit man for a lot of important hits. Hell, he was probably even ex-CIA. If he was, he wasn't ever trained as a sniper. That SKS he had wouldn't have made the shots he would have needed to make."
"Okay, I'll go along, but what you find is yours, not mine. I'll never spend what I have."
We rented a car in Naples and were at the bank when they opened at eight-thirty. John was surprised when I easily signed in as Benjamin Carter. He also laughed when the lady said I looked much nicer without the beard. He agreed with her, and that made her smile.
We were ushered into the vault, pulled another big drawer out onto a cart, and were shown into a room. I noticed a video camera and went for the clerk. When I pointed to it she said, "I know, a lot of people have objected to that. Put something over it."
"How long have they been there, were they here the last time I was here?"
She said, "No Sir, they were just put in. Let me check to see if they are even on."
The lady went to another door and came back and said, "They're not on, but let me give you one of these socks to cover it. I'll tell the manager that another customer has objected. Thank you, Sir."
I didn't like the idea of a bank watching a customer in a private booth. Big brother is getting too big.
When I pulled on the surgical gloves and opened the drawer, it was pretty much the same. There was only twenty-seven bundles of hundreds and forty gold bars. There were two more ID sets complete with keys, though. The surprise in this one was another pistol. Another twenty-two auto with a silencer. I removed a full magazine and ejected a twenty-two short rim fire cartridge. The extra round fit into the magazine. John just shook his head as he knew what the little gun was intended for.
I put all the goodies in the suitcase and stuffed the gym bag in there too. The suitcase was full now, but not nearly as full as past boxes. After we put the box with phone books back, the clerk asked if I wanted to have auto withdrawal for the box rent. I asked her when the next rental was due and she said next month. I signed the card, making her smile. Outside the bank, I checked the two accounts and withdrew two-hundred from the checking. There was only twenty-two grand plus change in the checking, but the savings had almost a half a mil.
In the car, John said, "That's still not a lot of money."
"It is to a guy that never thought of a lot of money before. Let's see the house. It's close and on the way back to the airport."
When I drove up to the house, a Latin looking guy was working in the yard. Two kids were playing out there with him. I introduced myself and the man smiled, "It is so good that you rent your home so cheap to us. It has helped while we get settled. The rental agent says this is the cheapest anyone rents a home like this. We have taken good care of it. Do you want to see?"
"No, no, I don't want to intrude. I just stopped by to make sure the house was okay."
A lady came out of the house, carrying an infant. Her husband introduced me as Benjamin Carter and the lady said, "Oh, you have mail. Let me get it for you."
The man said, "We send it as soon as it comes. You don't get much, just bank statements and some junk mail that we throw away as you instructed."
The lady gave me a brown envelope with letters inside. She said, "I just got a bunch of envelopes and stamps from the rental agent. She's very nice."
I said, "I'm glad you get along. I hope you enjoy the home."
The man said, "I'm going to be promoted soon and would like to buy the house then. If you will sell it to me cheap enough or at the appraisal price it is now, I will be able to afford it."
"Tell you what. I'll talk to the agent and tell her that when you're ready to let me know so you can have it. See you again, I'm sure."
On the way to the airport, John asked, "What are you going to do about the houses?"
"I'll probably end up selling them real cheap or giving them to the people who live in them, depending on their circumstances. See what I mean though. This guy had a lot of money; I mean a lot of money. What was he doing still working with this much? He could have been living anywhere and enjoying life."
John said, "It's not unusual for that kind of guy to enjoy doing what he did. He probably got off on the act. You and I do something like that reflexively, and we don't enjoy it when we have to."
We flew to Key West and rented a car. I said, "There may be a car out here at the airport. I have to check the mail to see if there's a notice. The guy has a Ford key on the ring and since this was probably his home, a car is probably in the lot."
The driveway of the house was full of work trucks. I guess the lady was immediately doing what I said to do. I pulled up on the sidewalk, barely giving John enough room to get out. As we walked to the door, you couldn't help but notice that the open front patio was full of furniture. When I looked in, there were painters and carpet layers. All the windows were bare as well. A carpet layer said, "Around back."
John asked, "What are you doing?"
"The place stunk, the guy was a heavy chain smoker. Everything in the house smelled terrible. I told the lady to wash everything, and replace anything that couldn't be washed. There's enough money in the checking account to take care of it."
In the back, I noticed the pool wasn't green anymore, but the clear blue of a clean pool. A short, Hispanic lady was directing a workman that was messing with the guttering. When she saw me, she looked at me apprehensively, "Fred Dement?"
When I smiled, the lady was real nervous. "Is this alright? I'm cleaning it totally, all the carpet, new blinds and drapes, everything. You need to get rid of the furniture. Should I buy more or do you want to do that. That stuff stinks. I'm so happy for you that you quit smoking. I know you will feel better. I can't imagine how much you smoked as it always took me hours to clean all the ashtrays."
"Good idea, Rose. Just get rid of the upholstered furniture and I'll shop for some new stuff. You're doing everything perfectly, Rose. Did you get the tip I left you?"
"Oh yes, Sir. Thank you, thank you. That was very kind. You pay me so well that you shouldn't do that, but thank you anyway. Are you here to stay now?"
"No, I just wanted to show my friend the house and to meet you. I want you to know I'm happy with your efforts. Thank you for cleaning the house so well."
"Mr. Dement? Can I make a suggestion?"
"Sure, Rose, what is it?"
She said, "Why don't you put a screen cage over the pool. You have so many trees, the leaves are clogging the filter all the time. It will save the filter and the pool would be nicer. My brother does that and I'll make him give you a good price."
With a smile I said, "You know, I've thought of that. Tell your brother to do it and you pay him with the credit card. Make sure he doesn't do it too cheap. He has to make a living too."
"Thank you, Mr. Dement."
"Hey," I said, "Call me Fred okay. I'm leaving now but I'll be back soon for a night or two. My friend here will probably come with me or come by himself. While I'm here, I want to show John something."
We went into the house and when I went into the master bedroom, the room had new carpet and the bed was stripped. I closed and locked the door then went into the closet that was empty except for shoes. I guess she was still cleaning clothes. The cedar in the closet was beginning to win the smell war. I noted the carpet was new in here as well.
I lifted off the mirror from the brackets, unlocked the padlock and opened the door. When I pulled the chain, John gasped. I pointed to the packages of C-4 on the floor along with two canisters of military .45 ammo. John said, "Jesus, this guy has an arsenal in here. But isn't it funny, not a good rifle in the bunch. What are you going to do with this stuff?"
"Run all the serial numbers then either sell it or trade it. If any of it is hot, I'll give it to the cops and tell them I found it."
John said, "Well, you did find it. But Christ, what are you going to do with the C-4?"
"I thought of that. I'm going to burn it. I'll cook a couple of meals on it and let it get used up that way. The detonators will have to go to a disposal unit somewhere. I'll find a way. Perhaps one of the busts I make will have a lot of junk. It can all go that way."
Laughing, John said, "I'll have to detail you on a couple of the crazy captures up in Alaska or somewhere. You can find all the stuff up there."
I locked up the closet and put the mirror back in place. John said, "With the mirror in the brackets you can't even see the recessed pad lock."
Answering him I said, "I know, but when I found it, the door was unlocked, and the mirror was on the floor covering the door the way it was leaned up on the back wall. Hopefully, Rose didn't see it."
We said goodbye to Rose and I rolled up the two hundred in twenties and said, "Use this for tips for the workmen or keep it yourself. I like to tip workmen though."
Rose said, "I'll take care of them, Sir, ah, Fred. See you soon."
As John and I left he asked, "Are we through with the tour? How soon can I bring Kenisha and her sister down here?"
"That's right, where is this second wife?"
"At home with her kids. She didn't want to leave right then, but understood that I was going anyway. Those two are very subservient. They both take care of me unbelievably. I'm a real king at home."
"That's great, John. I have a lot of fun with my girls too. They aren't pushy, but they are opinionated and want what they want. They have become used to having what they want, when they want it, and know how to go about getting it. That they work is amazing to me. They have more than enough not to work, but they feel it is important. They are all working under their ability. All of them are grads of Florida. They are strange, very strange."
On the plane, I said, "I have to change my name with Rose and get the house title transferred to my name or a holding company name. I want to totally get rid of all the aliases. I imagine the tax returns are going to be a pain."
John said, "When you get everything done and out of the accounts, the Service can probably handle a lot of things as confiscation. Let me know if you have trouble getting rid of stuff."
We landed and had transferred the suitcase to the car when a 172 came up. Sue got out with Kenisha, who was all smiles. As she hugged John, she said, "You must learn to fly and take me flying often. I really like that. If your friend can fly all these fancy planes, you can too. Learn how, John, I want you to."
John just nodded. I asked, "I thought Lisa was going to take Kenisha flying?"
Sue said, "She was, but the charter people needed a pilot for a quick trip to Atlanta. Lisa said she could use the money for her savings."
Back on the patio, I took the time to look at what were becoming the finished plans. Tom had a bunch of sketches to show everyone what stuff would look like. He had a sketch of the hallway I proposed and a sample of a little room with a chair and built in single bunk. The closet, with built in drawers, looked really open, and there was a nice bathroom, complete with tub. I suppose it would be perfect for a lady to get away if she wanted.
It was getting on about supper time when Charlie said, "Hey, how about all of us going for a ride later." He looked at John and said, "You can ride in Steve's sidecar and your lady can either ride behind Steve or with one of the girls. Sue, Mercy, and Kathy can ride behind some of the others."
I asked, "You know I have more who may want to ride."
Jim asked, "How many, let's see what we can do?"'
Frieda, Nancy, and Judy said they wouldn't because of the babies, and Tiani said, "No, I don't want to ride. I'm ready to curl up with a good book."
Brandy said, "Me too, Lena and Tina kind of want to spend some time at home. Go ahead, then come join us in relaxing."
Lisa had just gotten back from Atlanta, so I asked her, "Want to stay in with the girls, or ride?" Lisa didn't take long before she said, "Ride."
We were out of there and went home to get the bike. We bundled up a little as it was cool. John and Kenisha put on jeans and warm clothes. I told John, "I'm told the sidecar is really comfortable. This will give you chance to see for yourself."
Back at the patio, we ate supper then loaded up on the bikes. The first place we went was Jonah's. Millie was in a great mood as the place was packed. Jonah was all smiles as he had a pig roast today and had done great business. Double D was busy with another barmaid, but took time to come around and give Steve a big kiss. She gave me a kiss and hug saying, "Sure glad to see you. You don't come nearly as often as you should."
John was marveling at the group of bikers and how friendly they were. Kenisha was attracting a lot of attention as she is just beautiful, but the guys were respectful. Bikers are that way if you show them the same.
We were all towards the back when I heard Millie squeal, "Bobby!"
"Uh oh", I said to Steve, John, and Charlie, "We gotta go. If her guy is with her, that can be a problem, and I don't need it right now."
Steve nodded and began gathering our group, getting some out the front and the rest of us vanishing out the back. John asked, "What's the problem?"
I said, "Millie is Bobby's sister. Bobby still has the restraining order, as does her now new husband. That guy is nuts, so I don't want anything to do with them. There'll be a lot less trouble if we get out of here."
When we came around the front of the bar, there sat Rocky Mountain, on what I guess was his bike. Standing around him were other monster guys that looked like wrestlers too. A lot of people were gathered around him in adulation.
We were trying to load up and get out quietly when, "Hey you, wimp. Are you sneaking off so I don't have to pound you? I still you owe you, Asshole."
The voice was getting closer, so I moved out toward the street for more room. He kept coming and had both fists closed with his arms straight down. He walked up and just swung. I guess he thought I would stay and take a punch, but I ducked and just pushed him away.
He didn't fall but was surprised. I said, "Rocky, look, you're married to Bobby, you have everything you need. Leave me alone, you don't need this."
Bobby came running out and said, "Rocky, don't, he can hurt you. I've seen him do it before."
Rocky just pushed her away, hard enough that Bobby landed on her butt. A couple of wrestlers picked her up while Rocky was trying to figure out how to hit me.
He said, "Stand still, act like a man, trade punches with me."
"I can't do that, Rocky. You outweigh me by close to double and you outreach me by a foot. I'll just stay away from you. But this time, Rock, if you try to hit me again, I'm going to hurt you. Do you have any bouts coming up that you need to look pretty for?"
The pretty part pissed him off and he charged, swinging. I took his hand and pulled him through a toss. With his mass, he went down hard. Instead of a killing blow to his nose, I only broke it, and still holding his wrist, I snapped it as he landed.
The guy squealed like a pig. He was grasping his wrist and yelling. "You son of a bitch, I'll kill you for that. I'll lose a million if I can't fight."
I said, "I told you that I would hurt you, and even asked if you were going to be fighting."
The crowd outside the bar was huge and when his wrestler friends began coming toward me John backed up and pulled his weapon and badge. He said, "Leave them be. The big guy started it and I'm sure you guys don't want to get hurt as well. When the big guy gives up, I'll let you go at the little cripple one at a time."
One of the wrestlers asked, "Cripple?"
Bobby said, "He only has one leg, but don't fuck with him. Rocky should know better."
John was standing his ground, while Rocky was trying to make up his mind. I got closer to him and said, "How much more money do you want to give me. How much time do you want to spend in jail this time? Have someone take you to the hospital. You're bleeding from the nose bad, and I'm going to hurt you real bad if you continue. You know it, so it's not giving up; it's making a good decision."
I backed away as he looked confused. Bobby hollered, "Please, Honey, let me help you with your nose."
Rocky looked down and just walked toward Bobby. John announced, "Anyone else?" A couple of the guys acted like they wanted to do a two on one with me, but John said, "One at a time. Keep it fair."
A huge young wrestler came running from the back of the pack acting like he was going to hug me. I stood in front of him, leaned down then hit him in the solar plexus lifting him over my head to land on his back gasping for air. As soon as he got to his knees, he was throwing up. John asked, "Anyone else?"
Bobby had taken Rocky into the bar and the other wrestlers were following. About that time a cop car came sliding to a stop. The cop asked, "A problem?"
I said, "Naw, a couple of guys were going to show off, but they were talked out of it. Everything's cool."
Several bikers were standing around and were nodding. The cop left.
Steve asked, "Ready to get out of here?"
"You bet, but let's ride somewhere else."
Hap said, "Let's go south to St. Pete, those guys are always friendly."
We did ride down to St. Pete to the club bar that Steve and Hap always went to. John about shit when he saw that he was in the middle of all those patch holders. He asked me, "Are you welcome here?"
"Sure, they love Steve, and I'm with Steve, so they know I'm all right."
One of the patch holders came up to me and said, "Heard you did it again. You just kicked that fake's ass again. I heard you hurt him this time instead of just tossing him around."
I just nodded and smiled. The big biker slapped me on the back and left. John said, "These guys scare me."
"Do you mean that after all the shit you've been through, these guys scare you?"
John said, "No shit. They're tougher than anything we've been up against. I'm glad they're in a happy mood. It's hard to relax."
"Relax, John, all they want is your respect. Have a beer, we won't be here long."
A girl in a short leather skirt and open "Property of" vest, with bare tits showing, gave us all beers and gave Steve a big kiss. Everyone was attending to Kathy as well. It was soon time to leave, so we headed up to New Port Richey, had another beer, then rode back to Steve's place.
We had some snacks and more beer on the patio, then I said, "It's time for us to get. John, Wanda, are you guys coming soon?"
Wanda said, "We're getting ready to leave now." I asked John Truant, "Would you take John and Kenisha with you? I don't have room on the bike."
We all got to the house to chat for a few minutes, enjoying each other's company. John said, "Man, you can pack a lot into a day. We did a lot. I'm bushed, come on, Honey, let's go to bed."
We all locked up, turned on the alarms, and went to bed. The other girls were already snuggled up snoozing, so Lisa and I stripped, crawled into the middle of the mass, and went to sleep.
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