The Morning seemed like a new world had opened for me. It wasn’t just me anymore. I had not let anyone in my world in a long time. Life is easier that way some times. We woke about the same time and after we had used the toilet we went down stairs. I fixed breakfast for us, nothing huge or elaborate just eggs, toast and coffee. As we ate we talked about our lives and I found out that Amy was bisexual and that she has had some kind of formal martial arts training. She told me how when she was in HS she had slept with a teacher. At first I thought the obvious, that a Male teacher had seduced her. As it turned out she had seduced a female English teacher. She said that the teacher was just out of college, and was interested in sports and that Amy was a participant on the HS Mixed Martial Arts Team. It was that same year Amy was invited to compete for the school in an intercollegiate competition. She had placed second in the tournament because of a rule violation.

Even 5 years later her body is very tight, definitely feminine but muscular. I asked her how she came to be Larry’s woman. She told me how she was stripping and the Diamond Backs club had rolled in and she was taken by the life style. She talked how the leather felt and the rawness of life in a MC club. She saw Larry as an Alpha male, and he did fill that role but in reality he wasn’t a true alpha. She told me how Larry had beaten her while she was under the influence of alcohol and then he let two of his crew rape her. That was when she left him. She told me how she spent 3 days unconscious in a hospital and when she came to she gathered her things and left the hospital, walking away from that life. She said she had not had a drink since that day either. I listened more than I talked but that was my style. She asked me if I had a significant other or X. I told her that I had never been in a committed relationship, and that most of the women I knew were not trust worthy.

Then she asked the $ 2 million question, so what do you do for a living Bear? I thought quickly to myself, I shouldn’t tell her the truth, but my heart pumped out that I was a ghost rider. I was hired help for many difficult operations. She said that sounded militant. I said well I was a Marine combat veteran and I still wear my corps. She looked at me and said seriously? I said yeah. I asked her if that was a problem, and she said not at all because she was the hired amusement. We seemed to understand that we were just tools to those with the money. It was just getting paid for our specific talents. I asked her if she could be a part of my operation. She looked off for a second and asked Operation? I said yeah, I work for a lot of different types of people and on occasion a government or military. She said Active duty? I said no independent contractor. I was an official bounty hunter, bonded courier, body guard, tracker and a few other titles. She said that she was interested. Changing the subject, I asked her to go to bike week with me and she said sure.
We packed up some clothes and loaded the bike up, and took off. It was the great part of the work I did; I had lots of time between jobs for the most part. It took 3 days to ride to Daytona. We stayed at 2 resorts and a lodge and ate well along the way. The timing of the conversations and the depth made us closer than most. We talked about life and what made us happy. When we got to Daytona we got a motel room with a view of the strip and a large pool. The parties were already started and we blended right in. There were waiters with drinks being passed about and a band playing a wide variety of cover music from Kid Rock to AC~DC. There were a lot of smells in the air from the grilling of food to the suntan lotions to the raw sweat of humans lying in the sun. Amy was wearing a string Bikini that was allowed pool side but not on the public beaches. Frankly she might as well have been naked. All eyes were on her as she walked the path to the outdoor bar. I was wearing black leather sandals, long leg shorts, and a tee shirt from a TV show, Sons of Anarchy. I had my riding glasses on and a black ball cap with the Marine logo on it. I got to talking with a local MC club member who told me they were having trouble with a street gang and were interested in alternative solutions. I told him to talk with his president and check me out and then get back to me. It was meant to be a polite brush off. My instincts told me this guy was going to be trouble.

Amy had wandered off as I talked shop, and when I was done I looked around for her and saw her talking with a petite blond typical biker chick wanna be. Too much flash, not enough trash. One look at the way Amy was touching her and handling her told me Amy had the taste for some pussy tonight and this blond chick was desert. Just as I was wondering how this would work out for me Amy grabbed Sandy by the hand and led her to me. She said this is Sandy and I think she’s up for some fun; do you want to come up to the room with us? My mind had way too many thoughts at the same time but thankfully the blood rushing to my cock managed to say oh yeah.

My dick was so hard, I semi walked semi limped with them to the elevator and as soon as the doors closed they were kissing and groping all over each other. The elevator door opened at a floor not ours and a teen age boy stepped in nervously looking at me and then noticing the girls who never stopped groping and kissing. The doors closed behind him and almost caught his butt in the door as his attention was fixated on the two women engaged in foreplay. I grinned at him and he looked down at his feet but kept sneaking looks.

The door opened at our floor and as we stepped out the girls brushed by the young man running their hands over him and then the door closed as we walked on to our room. Twenty three floors up provided a wonderful view of the ocean, but for the gawkers it was too far up to bikini watch. The girls were naked and practically running to the bed as I took off my clothes and followed behind. I thought my cock was going to explode just watching how eager Amy was having at this chick. As soon as I got to the bed they switched to a 69 position and Amy said fuck me Babe. I knelt behind her and as Sandy continued licking her clit from down under and I slipped my cock into Amy. She was well lubricated and obviously she wasn’t far from having an orgasm. I couldn’t see much of sandy but she was kneading my balls and moaning as she ate Amy’s’ pussy. I was riding the wave building up to my own orgasm and Amy picked her head up from Sandy’s’ pussy and said oh fuck yes and I could feel her squirting and clenching my cock.

Sandy kept the pressure on my balls and slipped a finger in my asshole and that pushed me over the edge. I came so hard my balls ached as I shot my load into Amy. Sandy let go of my balls and pulled my cock out of Amy and sucked the last few squirts of come from my cock. She sucked hard and nibbled the foreskin on the underside of cock head. She might not a biker babe but she had potential. I smiled to myself at that thought. I sat back and watched as Sandy licked and sucked my come out of Amy’s’ pussy and then she dropped her head to the bed and I could she her whole body convulsing as she had her orgasm.

This was one of those times when I took the time to enjoy. I knew there would be days that I would want to forget. This made the bad days, worth it. Soon enough I was ready for a nap, the girls how ever took a shower together and went back down to the pool. As I drifted off I did my best to commit the last hour to memory.

I was woken up by my phone ringing. It was Aaron Braculla the president of the Demented MC Club. I thought this was quick. He told me that he had checked me out and was told that I was” the man”. He asked for a face to face meeting and I told him the motel name and that I’d be at the bar. He said in 30 minutes? I said sure. I took a quick shower and dressed. I went down to the bar and took a seat that allowed me to see the door. A few minutes past and he walked in. I could sense it was him without any description simply by the patches and the colors on his vest. I raised my hand and motioned him to my table and shook his hand. He said that Lt. Dan had said to say hello. Laughingly, I said that old fuck is still alive? and we both chuckled.

I knew this was Aarons’ way of impressing me with his contacts and speed. The speed yeah, the person yeah, but I was getting a vibe from him that sent off warning bells in my head. Still I listened to him describe his problem and why he was looking for outside help. Everyone has problems, most deal with them themselves. Few either can’t or for one reason or the other wont. What he told me was that his club was under the close watch of the state’s attorney general. He went on that the attorney general was out for him or any of his members. He went as far as to say that someone had tried to infiltrate the club. He contracted a lawyer because of harassment of his club members. He suggested that the local D.A.s’ office may be on the payroll of the street gang. I listened to him and asked what he wanted me to do about it.

He said he wanted the gang disbursed and he’d pay per head. I told him straight up that I would check into the situation and get back to him. As soon as he left I called Lt. Dan in Norfolk Va. and asked about Aaron. Lt. told me that he was trouble and that Aaron was trying to expand and take over the street gangs’ territories. I asked LT. if Aaron could be trusted Lt. said not at all. Lt. Dan wasn’t a lieutenant anymore and only responded to that title with those who knew him when he was a Lt. Lt. Dan told me to be careful on this one because there were a lot of players in the game. . I thanked Dan and invited him to my place for a vacation when he could get away. He said he might just take me up on that, which sort of surprised me.

Business was over for the day and I went out to the pool and found Amy pool side, sitting rubbing sun tan oil, onto a red headed woman lying face down with her bikini top strings untied and a string thong. Amy was rubbing her way more than needed. I watched her for a few more minutes and she was warming up the red head. I saw one of Amy’s hands oiling the red heads inner thighs and she spent way too much time high up the thigh. The red headed beauty even spread her legs so the lower half of her leg was off the lounge chair. I decided to head back to the room and have her paged. Amy took the clue of the page and brought the woman from the pool up with her. I, of course, was naked when they came in. It was looking like a repeat of earlier, but as they entered Amy said “Bear this is Sue and she has business for us.” I was caught off guard for once, it wasn’t often that happened. I said Ok and started to sit up and get dressed. So what’s this about?

Amy said she had found out the guy I was with earlier was Aaron Braculla and she put out some feelers. I said, ok, not expecting this from her, so what did you find out? Amy told me that Sue here was a very (with a special tone) special person, and knew of Aaron and his crew quite well. I said go on. Sue spoke up and said first things first, she said that she had seen me naked as she entered, and that I needed to see her naked. I said ok in a rather confused annoyed way. Sue approached the bed side and removed her top. She had wonderfully petite breasts with puffy nipples. She slid her hands down and removed her thong and stepped back for a second. I started to say something and she said hold on and reached between her legs to her vagina and with a tug and wiggle produced a dick. I said OH K. in exasperation and surprise.

She giggled and said now you know my secret and you also know I am not wearing a wire. Wow this was turning into business, I think. She said she’d seen me in the hotel bar earlier with Aaron Braculla and thought I was a member of his White supremacist movement and started checking up on me. She said by the way Lt. Dan said hello again. I thought to myself man this is getting interesting. Sue told me that Dan was his/ her Uncle, Wow small world. She also told me the rest of the story on Aaron, that he was interested in the gangs’ territory for his businesses, but also wanted them eliminated because they were affiliated with the black panthers politically, and he hated all non-whites. Amy interjected that the charade poolside was so there would be no suspicion about why she was going with her. I said thanks, Amy said so was I interested in “playing” with Sue? I said yeah, but not right now as I finished getting dressed and paged Aaron.

Aaron once again appeared in the bar on cue, and sat at my table with Amy, Sue and I. I said relax the bimbos are safe. He said so what is up. I told him I needed him to go with the girls and have some fun and that in a half hour I would have the numbers to solve his dilemma. He knew this was my way of seeing if he was wearing a wire. He said can’t we just get down to it? I said have some fun while I finalize things, making an excuse that I was waiting for a call with some intelligence. I said go on, the chicks would take good care of him, smiling and motioning him to go on. He went reluctantly. Which of in itself was a ‘tell” into his motives.

Amy led the way and he followed. As soon as they were inside the room Sue slipped a tool of mine over his head and hit the switch causing him to fall to his knees and lay twitching from the electricity coursing through his body. I modified a pig catcher, like a dog catcher’s pole but using braided wire. He was caught. He was laying there when I stepped in the room. My Amy had the hinge hand cuffs on him and Sue was stuffing his mouth with a washcloth and taping it in place. As he adjusted to his situation He tested his restraints and then eased up. I looked down at him and said that his offer of employment was rejected and that he was about to be delivered into the hands of an agency who would pay more than he could ever have paid and I would get points for being on the “good” side.

As we waited Amy and Sue reveled in giving him a show as they stripped and Sue sat on a chair her dick hard as a rock. Aarons’ eyes popped open as he realized the beautiful red head woman was really a? Man. He gulped and half sagged into himself as he watched. Amy gave Sue a delicious lap dance gyrating and leaning on Sue, kissing him and fondling his breasts. She slipped that secret weapon of sues’ into her wet pussy. Gyrating and rocking on Sues’ lap until Sue came, holding Amy tight down on her erection.

We dressed and packed our things just as there was a knock on the door. The cleaner from the agency took over, tagged and bagged Aaron. Then he returned our gear to us along with an envelope, containing our pay. He said the names on the registry have been erased and video from the security cameras had been erased as well. We weren’t there anymore and no record could prove that we had been there. We grabbed our bags and went out to the bike. Amy and Sue kissed and we all hugged and I said you know I never did get my turn with you sue. Sue said drop by any time Bear.

The end of Chapter 2.