With Tongue and Teeth by James Cox Page B

grabbed his half-hard shaft.
    Justice grunted . He smiled, but it
wasn’t happy. That grin had the look of pure menace and the promise of sexy
revenge.
    “Justice.” Nico’s voice
filtered through our lustful haze.
    “Fucker, ” I muttered.
    “Hey.” He kissed my cheek. “What
is it, Nico?”
    “ Wexmen’s on the holograph with a public message about the buildings.”
    I sighed. I really didn’t want to
go out there, but we did have a war to
win. Justice got up and we dressed in record time. He put on pants and a shirt.
I just wore blue jeans low on my hips. Let the others see that Justice was now
taken. The main chamber was filled with people. It was a sea of dark skin and
light, blending together to form a solid square.
    “Citizens of our
great city!” Wexmen had a deep voice. I watched as he straightened his suit. It was a soft
blue the emphasized his salt and pepper hair. He had to be close to seventy-five
in age, lean but not sickly thin. His brown eyes were dark as he stared into
the projector. “Today we mourn the loss of our people, our peacekeepers. There
are fifteen deceased brave men and ten wounded. This travesty is not the result
of an accident or malfunction. This horrible event that took so many lives destroyed our buildings was the result of
law breakers.” He took a breath looking solemn. “I am writing up a new bill. One that would ban the use of hover bikes. Slaves are to be
kept shackled at all times and women are no longer allowed to be on the streets. In the next few weeks, we will implement these new laws.
Citizens will ban together and show these criminals that Mars is ours!”
    I looked at Justice and I knew
the shock was on my face. The government finally decided to fight back. Banning hover bikes. What would happen to the Outlaw MC? How
would we ride into town to blow shit up when our bikes would give us away? The
government was making the fight harder, taking advantage. I watched as Justice
fisted his hands and pressed his lips together. He wouldn’t give up and neither
would I. No matter what this shithead threw at us, we would prevail.
      The MC’s would never back down without a
bloody fight. Mars would be ours. Justice and I would walk the streets of the
city hand in hand. Some day. One day.
     
    The End
     
     
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