Chapter 2 #2
Dozer looked around the room, met everyone’s gaze but mine, and finally looked to Duke.
“I’ll abstain from voting. You’ve made your point.
We need ways to launder money, and he’s showing us more routes to make it happen.
If we aren’t breaking any rules with the national organization, do as you please. ”
“The Fort Lauderdale chapter went through this a few years ago and brought the national people in to be sure they were kosher,” Brain said.
“The official ruling is that individual clubs will decide who to let in and whether they care about sexual preference. Club members must be an American citizen, at least eighteen, a shapeshifter not controlled by another, own and regularly ride an American made motorcycle, and be a biological male. Any previous or current ties to law enforcement and they have to be approved by the national organization once the local one is interested in them. Otherwise, it’s up to the individual chapters to vote someone in or not. ”
Dozer shrugged. “Tiny’s not doing so well in Atlanta. Things go to shit here, I’ll go back.”
“We’ll miss you, if that’s your choice,” said Duke. “I’m sure Bud will welcome you back, but you’re part of the family here.”
“Not leaving now. Just letting ya’ll know worst case scenario.
Won’t share a woman with him again, but if you vote him in then he’ll be my brother.
I know abstaining doesn’t mean I get to deny him.
I’m an enforcer. It’s my job to help Bash and Bubbles make sure everyone’s safe.
As long as Razor doesn’t make our job harder, we’ll be good. ”
“Have a seat,” Bash said from behind him. “It’s time to take the vote so we can cover the rest of the agenda.”
Duke went around the table and everyone voted me in.
I hadn’t even realized how tense I was until the gavel sounded and Duke asked Brain to get me the Chattanooga rocker from the safe.
They keep the patches in this room so they’re easy to get to, and emotions hit me when Brain stood me up and hugged me before giving it to me.
I knew there’d be a party later where everyone was supposed to hug me, but having Brain give me a full-on bear-hug meant the world to me right then.
“Thanks, Brother.” My voice had too much emotion in it, and I dialed everything back. The damned wolves could smell everything.
“Glad to have you. I’ll step out and text Gen,” he said, his gaze meeting Duke’s.
Duke smiled at me. “She was waiting for word of whether we celebrate this weekend or next weekend.”
“Tonight’s your third night of the full moon,” I said. “It’s a bad time for a party.”
“We’re the RTMC. We can party anytime we fucking feel like it.”
I laughed and took my seat again.
“Brain has the floor next,” said Duke.
“Next on the agenda,” Brain said as he stepped back into the room and to his seat, “is whether to build a new room onto the back of the gun store, or buy the building about to go on sale across the street and open it as a new business. I’ve run the numbers on this one, so I’m presenting it instead of Duke. ”
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Razor
The celebration party went off without a hitch. Dozer gave an obligatory sideways hug, but everyone else hugged me as they normally would’ve.
I heard Gen and Duke in a corner, and she was ticked he’d known I was gay and hadn’t told her. “You know you can trust me!”
“You wouldn’t have told anyone?”
“No!”
“Bethany?”
Gen glared at him and he kissed her forehead. “I love you, Beautiful. Ya’ll did a great job with the party.”
“I’m glad he’s here to stay. I like him.”
None of the women seemed to take issue with my sexuality, which was yet another relief. I’d like to say what they thought didn’t matter, but in the MC, it did.
The party broke up about an hour before dark.
Those going on a run that evening left in a truck headed for the woods, everyone else headed to their various jobs.
Church is at ten so we can open the restaurant at noon.
A few people had needed to leave when it opened, and then an hour later when the gun store opened.
Dozer worked the door across the street, so he had an excuse to leave, which was fine by me.
Other than the people scheduled to work, no one else left early.
Whether it was to make a point or not, I wasn’t sure, but Viper invited me to take Chigger’s ass while he ploughed her cunt. Bobcat took her mouth, and we got lots of whoops and hollers when the three of us came on her belly and face.
I finally breathed easy, knowing my new chapter accepted me.
I hadn’t rented an apartment yet, not knowing whether I’d be staying, so I went to my room downstairs, got my burner phone, and left to collect money from the laundromats.
Our coin machines take cash or credit card, but we require a minimum charge of $40 to use a credit card, so most people use cash.
Matty had sent his phone number to my email address, along with a picture of him on his lime-green street-legal racing bike.
If he’d sent a nudie pic I’d have wanted to spank him for it, but the boy dressed in leathers, glancing at the camera just before his helmet covered his face made my dick hard.
It wasn’t posed — someone close to him had taken the candid shot and it captured his liquid grace.
Made me want to plan a trip to a cabin in the mountains so we could ride together, and I didn’t even fucking know him yet.
I’d texted him from my burner before church to let him know it’d be Monday before I had a chance to talk, but I was looking forward to it. It’d be lame to call him after I’d told him tomorrow, but I was tempted. I’d brought the phone in case he texted me.
Our phones are provided by the MC, and while I didn’t think the control room spied on us without a good reason, I’d never used an RTMC phone for relationship stuff. It isn’t that we weren’t supposed to, it just didn’t feel right.
He’d sent another text around noon to let me know his last class let out at one if I wanted to meet him for lunch somewhere between UTC and North Chattanooga.
I texted him back. Full Moon for burgers? I can be there at one to get us a table
Works for me. If I get out early I’ll beat you, otherwise I’ll be there five or ten minutes after. See you tomorrow
Won’t argue with a handjob, no matter when you get out of class
Ha ha. Looking forward to tomorrow
So much more I wanted to say, but it could wait. I collected money and checked equipment at the other locations, rode to the clubhouse to put the cash in the safe, and made my way to the whorehouse. You’d be surprised how much business we do on a Sunday night.
Bobcat, Slick, and I worked well together without anyone mentioning the fact I’m gay. They didn’t have to assure me they were okay with it, because they were.