Integrity Has No Bounds by Ryder Dane

know I’ve got your
back, but this shit is getting real close to a war with those gator
lickers. Leech and the boys started a collection for you to pick
from to get the information you want, and I had to discuss the
issue with them today when I saw guest number two coming through
the blocks, followed by Charm driving right up to the door a half
hour ago and popping the trunk.”
    He watched John carefully, readying himself
to grab the man when he gave him the news.
    “One of those boys you fucked up was Pappy
D’s youngest, and it appears that you weren’t the only one who went
off the rez today. Our Miss Charming snagged one of the Rats by
flattening her tire on the side of I-30 about two miles out of
Murky Carl’s gator farm. He was real nice to Charm and changed her
tire, and when he put the flat in her trunk, he got tasered in the
neck for his troubles.” He had to smile as he remembered his
astonishment when he saw what she’d done.
    “She says she owes you for something, and
it’s just her way of paying you back. You owe the club a roll of
duct tape, she used the whole thing wrapping him up to keep him
from ‘getting himself all upset.’ What she didn’t know, is that her
fish is the biggest one of the bunch aside from Pappy D, she scored
his oldest boy, Donnie Lee Dean. They say he’s slated to be Pappy’s
replacement, so it appears I’m not the only one who has your
interests at heart. Now talk.”
    John didn’t know what made him sit back down
in the chair that he almost jumped out of to get his hands on the
fucker in the blocks. Instead of running out to the back, he began
telling Baron every detail of the past few days, and concluding
with his self-assessment.
    “I had to wait until that cockbite
son-of-a-bitch hurt her before I could grab my balls and admit that
I can make my own spot in her life. She’s not buying it yet, but
she will, once I have the time to convince her I’m sincere.
    “I’ll teach her how to protect herself, but
she’s scared of the fucker, and scared people make last second
hesitations. I have a big hate going on for him, he violated my
woman, and there’s no rock he can hide under that I won’t find
him.”
    Baron could see that John was as mad at
himself as he was at the fuck that hurt Stevie. He remembered the
way he’d felt about someone hurting Stretch. Just thinking about
that shit made him want to kill the dead fucker.
    “We have a problem here, I can’t let you hurt
Donnie Lee too much unless we get a club vote. You know this, so
think about what you plan to do with him before you go off on the
man. I’m not looking for an affiliation, I’m happier than hell when
they stay in their swamp, but they made gestures last year when
Jean Lefore tried to pull his shit. Mostly because they would just
be cannon fodder in the middle. They had enough sense to reject
that South American drug peddler. We were the lesser of evils.”
    John remembered, it had taken most of the
smaller clubs and both the Bastards and Lucifer’s Breed to send
those fucks away from the tri-state area.
    He nodded at Baron, and the men shook hands
before John left the room to make a visit to Donnie Lee Dean.
    *****
    Donnie was cursing the split tail that
suckered him. If he ever got the chance, she was gonna get exactly
what she deserved, and he would enjoy every minute punishing her
for daring to fuck him over. That skinny ass of hers was gonna feel
his whip, and he entertained himself with fantasies of slapping her
generous tits until she screamed and begged him to stop.
    He should’ve known better than to believe a
beautiful woman like that driving a baby blue Camero from the early
70’s was harmless, but that car was fuckin’ cherry. The woman was
long legged, and bending over the trunk trying to get the spare
tire out wearing ass cheek baring shorts and a cropped top that her
tits were spilling out of as she straightened up when he stopped to
help her. She was tall and long limbed, and