Property of the Sinners ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

She breathed out her smoke and sighed. As she handed the joint back to Dice, she winked. When Dice and Meat moved to either side and took over pleasuring her pussy, she raised her hand offering whoever wanted to suck her fingers of her juices. She spread her legs as she felt the men play over her body. She groaned softly feeling hands fingers and even tongues on her. No man had ever gone down on her before. Her pussy was trimmed but not clean shaven. Leaning her head back, she moaned as her heart began to race again with the promise of another climax. She leaned her head back and moaned as she came again in front of the six pairs of eyes that watched her and slowly drank in her presence. These men, in their realness, were more attractive to Carla than some fake man. She sighed and kissed Meat and Tiny deeply holding no favor over the other.

"Ohh I hope you have plenty of beef with a name like Meat." She joked back. She was raised up looked at them. Carla was sociable, but not a slut. She had ever had 2 partners and one of those was a sexual partner. She kissed Tiny as she climbed over him and stroked his cock. She rocked her hips, she was a bit hesitant, knowing that this would hurt. Reaching out again for the joint, she took another deep inhale as she slowly slid down onto his cock as she was halfway, she handed the joint back adn let out the smoke slowly as she moved down the rest of the way, her eyes clenched tightly in a bit of pain. Her muscles were spread but quickly tried to clench back together. "Fuck, you should be called Cervix Crusher." She winced as she felt him pressed against her cervix as she began to slowly grind up and down trying to get used to the thick cock inside her. Tiny would feel her muscles going crazy.

Leaning forward so she was braced on her hands and knees she looked back at Meat and winked at him and began to grind her hips up and down slowly gaining speed on Tiny. "Better hop on, this train is leaving the station." THE drug did something to the pain, it made the pleasure take on a more beautiful shape in her mind. She rocked back and forth and moaned rolling her eyes up as she began to speed up.

Turk was becoming more impressed with Carla as time passed. Her actions, the words she spoke, all told him that she would be perfect for the gang. That spirit she showed back at the store could easily be seen in her playful ways. How she spoke with the guys. How she used her hands & body. Taking the joint on her own without it being offered. She was no longer worried about being naked around six guys. She was enjoying this and really getting into it. Turk nodded his head while smiling when Carla took all 9 inches of Tiny's cock into her pussy. She even cracked a joke at Meat afterwards. Meat himself had another 9 inch cock. His cock would be going up her once virgin ass. Carla had already taken two guys in her ass, now she would take a third. And the third guy was bigger then the others. Turk believed that Cherry would love this new girl. He did wonder how she would do on the tests? There was also a little concern about how she would do at the strip club. Girls working there not only stripped naked on the stage. They also served at the bar topless and prostituted. Turk knew nothing of this chick's background. She was like an unopened book. Turk had so far only seen the front & back cover. What was inside was still a mystery.

Meat watched as Carla mounted herself onto Tiny's cock. He gave her a sly smile when she joked about him hopping on board. Meat spit on Carla's tight little hole. He rubbed the wetness in before placing the head of his cock at her opening. Meat waited for a moment before pushing the mushroom shaped head of his cock inside. He waited for a second before pushing more of his cock in. The guys looked on as Carla was beginning to take a full 9 inch cock up her ass. Over the next few moments, Meat pushed every inch of his big dick straight up Carla's ass. She took it like a true sinner. Turk leaned forward saying it was okay if she screamed out. No one could hear her way out here. Turk said go ahead and howl! Let it all out! Enjoy it like an animal would! Turk sat back taking a drag from a joint. His eyes light up again once Meat started fucking her from behind. This was a damn good show. Carla was fucking Tiny while getting her ass slammed by Meat. Turk shook his head. " It was a damn shame that didn't have a camera filming this......It would have been great to show everyone back home just how nasty this girl could be " Turk thought to himself, but he knew that once this chick started the tests. She'd be passing with flying colors. Carla was taking on Meat & Tiny better then most of the girls had during their first time.

She rocked her hips and moaned rolling her eyes. She smiled shutting her eyes. She moaned she was really high right now and anyone who looked into her eyes would be able to see it. She threw her head back adn gasped as he pushed the head of his cock into her ass. She whimpered softly and panted shivering softly and panted tears filling her eyes. It wasn't pain per se, it was bold and beautiful. It made her heart race violently. She panted softly and groaned and by the time he started fucking her, she was howling and screaming in something that she had never felt before. It was great. It was addictive. She opened her mouth and howled louder and louder. She was getting so fucking close to cumming another times. Had she ever came this many times with another human. She panted and rolled her eyes and let out a noise that made several of the men laugh as she came and began to sag forward. Her muscles were tired, her walls gripping both of the men all through the sex began to relax. She wanted to sleep, but not before feeling at last one load.

"Come on, come on release, give me your load." She shut her eyes and panted shutting her eyes tighter and moaned softly and trembled. She groaned and looked up and winced and howled in pleasure.

Turk & the others sat around watching the sex scene play out. Their eyes were glued upon the movements. No one wanted to look away, or they may miss something incredible. And it was incredible watching Carla. She looked so beautiful having sex. Some people look at sex as being something dirty and that should be kept behind closed doors, in the dark. But how could anyone look upon this scene of three people becoming one and not see & hear the beauty. Yes, even in Carla's screams and howls there was beauty. Her voice told of the passion and pleasure she was getting from Meat & Tiny. The sounds she made were heightened when the guys fucking her joined her vocal choirs. They by now were moaning & groaning from the very tightness from Carla's holes. Her muscles gripped their cocks hard. No man alive wouldn't be able to hold back from letting his voice be heard. In a strange way it was like a sex opera. The female's voice joining with the two male voices and creating an erotic song. All while the threesome fucked each other. One couldn't help but get caught up in the building climaxes.

Tiny felt Carla's pussy clamping down around his thick shaft. He let out a long groan before his glistening cream exploded, flooding her pussy. " OH FUCK!!! " Tiny groaned out while his body shook with every jet of cum unleashed into Carla. Meat too was pushed over the edge. He could feel his cock & Tiny's cock rubbing against each other inside of Carla's body. Her ass was already very tight, but yet she was able to make it even tighter. Meat cried out that he was cumming! Thick ropes of cum flowed freely into Carla as Meat's balls unloaded in her ass. Meat fall backwards on the mattress breathing very heavily. Tiny just laid there looking up at Carla. Fucking her had been very amazing. She was a natural at sex. Her body had been built for sin and there was no doubt about that. Many of the guys watching sat there clapping their hands. The show they just saw was well worth that. Carla had impressed these guys and she earned her rest.

She panted harder and harder. She was drenched in sweat. She panted and gripped the mattress on either side of Tiny's head riding him and fucking him hard and fast. She felt like she was having a heart attack, but she was sure that she would die very happy. She howled louder and louder and shut her eyes tightly and moaned. She could feel them rubbing against each other, but the pleasure was incredible. She gasped and howled feeling Tiny flood her pussy and rolled her eyes and gasped sure he was pouring his seed directly into her cervix. She screamed in pleasure as Meat soon joined Tiny and she suddenly felt very heavy with cum. She shut her eyes. She bucked still until she came all that she had left. Panting hard, she collapsed on top on Tiny and shut her eyes.

She was vaguely aware of clapping as Meat pulled his from ehr ass. Her heart was beating violently, but she did not care, she did not have any energy to keep her eyes open. She shut her eyes and slowly fell asleep with Tiny's cock still lodged deep inside of her. Carla fell into a deep deep sleep. She snuggled into Tiny using his warmth as her dried sweat caked onto her forehead. She sighed softly.

After Carla fell asleep, the guys spoke softly about what they had seen. They agreed that she should join the group and become the newest ol' lady. There were some details to over come, but these guys felt this chick would make it. In time, Tiny let Carla slip off of his body. She was left in the middle of the mattresses. A blanket was used to cover her for warmth. The guys each went to sleep since they had a long ride ahead of them. They each took a spot on the mattresses around Carla. She would now have plenty of warm bodies to keep her happy through the night. Morning finally came with the sun slowly rising into the sky. Those who were early risers, left the cabin to pick up some food. They returned with coffee & breakfast sandwiches for everyone. After the food arrived, the rest of the guys started to stir. They kept their talking low enough so Carla wasn't bothered. She put on one hell of a show last night and deserved the rest. They let Carla sleep longer, but the time came where she needed to be up. Turk shook Carla lightly saying that they had food & coffee. He suggested that she eat & drink something before they hit the road again. It was a long drive to Dallas with many miles ahead. Turk wanted to get home before Cherry sent out others to look for them.

The guys gave Carla a choice of sandwiches and even laid her clothing beside her. Turk was sitting a few feet from Carla. He took the time to ask her name and find out where she was from? Turk would get to know her better on the trip to Dallas. She would ride with him so they could talk more. He in turn would tell her everything she wanted to know. A new life was waiting for Carla at the end of their journey. A life of breaking rules & laws while making a buck. This new life can sometimes be hard, but it holds great treasures for those who are willing and brave enough to take them. It can also be dangerous even for an ol' lady. Anyone wearing the sinner's colors wore a target on their backs. Yet, these people wore their colors with pride.

Carla woke up to the shaking. Fuck she was sore. Opening an eye, she looked around the room. What had she done? She shut her eyes and leaned up, gripping the blanket around her. That hurt. All of her muscles were telling her what a bad idea that was. Leaning forward, she put a hand on her head and groaned softly. "You gentlemen." If her head didn't hurt so much she would have rolled her eyes. "Wouldn't happen to have a pain killer on you, would you?" She looked at the sand which and coffee and took them both and began to eat as Turk asked his questions.

"My name is Carla." She then proceeded to tell him how she was trying to find a college to attend using the money she had saved up. It was also found out that CArla was an orphan and had to look after herself which explained her spirit. She drank the coffee and cleared her throat.

"Can I take a quick shower?" She asked of them looking down at her clothes.

While Carla was talking about her life, Chucky handed her something for her headache. While it wasn't a normally headache pill. It would take the pain away very quickly and get Carla back on her feet. Chucky told her it was a quick pick me up. This pill was something the gang made and sold on the streets. This version was rather weak, but was stronger than over the counter medications. The gang calls these drugs peps. It was partly made from methamphetamine which the gang manufactured. Meth, as known on the streets is a big money maker for the sinners. They can make a lot of it cheaply and sell it for a ton of cash. The drugs was just one way of making money. The gang had others, some were legal, most like the drugs were not. The guys listened as Carla talked about herself. The gang never had a college girl, or even one who was looking at going to college. Most of the girls came from broken homes where they were abused in someway. They never really had a family who cared for them until joining the sinners. In a strange fashion, the sinners were a family. Turk was the father & Cherry was the mother. The gang members were brothers & sisters who'd die protecting their own. The gang shared everything. Each member got a cut of the money taken in each week. Each member was employed at one of the businesses owned by the gang. They never had to worry about being fired. As long as you were a loyal member and followed the rules. You would stay employed no matter what.

Turk told Carla she could take her shower, but he said to make it quick. They had a long ride ahead of them with few stops. She could have a longer shower after reaching Dallas. While Carla was busy in the bathroom, the guys gathered their stuff. They made sure the fire was out before going out front to wait for Carla. Each of the guys was sitting on their bikes ready to hit the road.

Carla thanked Chucky for the medicine and took it. SHE didn't care what it was as long as it made her feel better. Made the knots in her body go away.

Carla had no home to speak of. She was always a scrapper and found ways of getting what she wanted. She had lead a hard life. But one that if asked Carla would say that she was better for. Living a hard life taught you many things, how to fight, how to hold yourself, even to think about what you wanted. It made her more goal oriented and independent. She laughed as the guys were really impressed and she nodded.

"Yes, I have a scholarship to go to any school I want. I was going to become a surgeon, but..." She wanted to say since she was kidnapped that wasn't going to happen. These men were not going to let her go. The way that they treated her. She was their new pet. The thought made her sick. No matter how much she tried to become independent, she was always pulled back and held back. Sighing, she smiled and nodded. The muscles in her body had relaxed adn now she felt she had the power to take a shower."Thanks, I will not be long." She stood up taking the blanket with her. Sure she had a bit of resentment towards these guys, which girl wouldn't. She had her life planned and set. And graduating highschool with a 4.0, she could make her own way, if she was smart.

SHE stepped into the shower rinsing her hair and body. She washed off the evidence of last night out of everywhere and wished there was soap, but there was none. Turning off the water, she dried off best she could with what she could find, which was not too much just the blanket she came back with.

Walking out once dressed, she realized she had no possessions. HEr purse was gone, everything. She looked at the gang waiting and looked around. She had no fucking idea where she was. She had to be smart. She walked forward keeping her head down going to Turk since he said that she would ride with him. She got on and gripped onto him. They would regret they took her. She was not sure how, but she would find a way.

Once Carla climbed onto Turk's bike, the gang took off. They left their cabin hideaway behind. It wasn't long till the guys reached the open road. On the highways. People would also give a group of bikers a clear path. No one wanted to make waves and cause trouble that would upset these men. Turk led the way with Carla holding on. The weather was better the further south the group went. It grew warmer and more pleasant to be riding on a motorcycle. The guys made a few stops for gas, food and bathroom breaks. These stops gave Turk the chance to talk with Carla. He wanted to explain again why they took her. She had been out of it when he first told her the reason. Turk explained about the other gang called the demons and how a few members saw them talking with Carla. He said had she stayed behind. The Demons would have killed her in that store parking lot. So by kidnapping her, they saved Carla's life. Turk said that the demons wouldn't have cared that Carla really had nothing to do with the sinners. They would have taken her out just to be on the safe side.

At each stop, Turk told Carla more. He said that they were going to Dallas, Texas. This is where the sinners called home and where the main chapter of the gang was. Satan's Sinners had chapters in many places around the Untied States. Dallas was the main chapter and the starting point for other chapters in other cities. No one could start a chapter in another city without Turk's say so. Turk went on to explain how the sinners were a family. They cared for each other and took care of each other. When someone was hurt, or sick. The rest would rally around them. The gang would provide money, places to live and jobs for their members. Turk told Carla she would never want for anything once she was in the gang. She could even go to college which the gang would pay for. Turk thought that having a college girl around would be great. Such a smart girl could help the gang out in many ways. All the gang asked in return was loyalty and following the their rules.

The trip back to Dallas, although long, did seem to pass quickly. Soon the large city of Dallas loomed ahead. The guys turned off a main street, then turned again into an alley. They soon pulled up in front of an 8 foot high wooden fence with razor wire around the top. Two large double doors in this fence opened up and the guys rode inside. An older looking man with a slightly larger belly then the rest had opened, then closed these doors once everyone was inside. The man walked up greeting the guys while making his way towards Turk. They greeted each other with a hug before Turk introduced Carla to Pops. The man known as Pops was 52 years old. He had a beard & mustache which was mostly white. Pops kinds looked like Santa Claus and he acted very jolly for a biker. He was dressed in blue jeans and a leather vest with many of the same patches the other guys wore. " Howdy Carla.....Nice to meet you. " Pops said grinning from ear to ear. He reached out his hand to help Carla from the bike. Turk asked if Cherry was inside? Pops said yes. He also said Keys was inside along with Tank. " Great!......Come on Carla......It's time you meet my ol' lady. " Turk said while walking into the back of a rundown looking brick building. It wasn't much on the outside, but the sinner's club house was fixed inside. They had pool tables, tv's, a jukebox, card tables, chairs, 3 large couches, a full bar, a kitchen, pinball machines and plenty of pictures featuring naked women on the walls. On the inside, it could be any kind of club. Only the biker's being around made it what it really was.

Carla's sore attitude was quick to change as the day rode on. Everytime that Turk talked to Carla, she felt a little better but not by much. She nodded listening to him talk about the gang and life inside. She looked up at him when he mentioned college. "I will work my way through." She said simply. She was exhausted by the time they got to Dallas. She looked at the large city as they passed. If she had to make a drinking game of her life then she would have taken a shot every time someone looked at them and quickly down.

By the time they got to what she thought was the "hideout" she felt like she would be walking like John Wayne for a really long time. She smiled to Pops and chuckled. "Hello Pops." She noticed the resemblance. She walked behind Turk. She looked at the pictures and blushed softly and continued to walk.

Cherry, a red headed woman was sitting at a table. She was counting money into stacks and wrapping them with a rubber band. Cherry had counted the money into $1000 stacks before wrapping them up. There was over $50,000 dollars in cash stacked to her left. Two piles of money sat on her right which needed to be counted. Cherry was 34 years old. She was wearing blue jean shorts, a black leather vest which featured the property of the sinners patch on the back and something that looked like a black leather bikini top. This bikini top covered her 36 C chest. Cherry's body was very fit and trim. Her long red hair was tied back into a ponytail. Between her lips, Cherry was smoking a cigarette. A bottle of whiskey sat in front of her along with a shot glass. Cherry looked up after hearing the back door open. Turk stepped in followed closely by an unknown woman. Pops & the other guys came in just after Carla. Turk walked over to the table, leaned down and gave Cherry a kiss. Once Turk pulled back he could see Cherry looking at Carla. Turk started telling Cherry how they found Carla and who she was.

Sitting on one of the couches was a man the gang called Tank. His real name was David Vaughn. He was 43 years old, strong arms, black hair with gray in it giving his hair the salt & pepper look. Tank wore a fu manchu style mustache. His body was built much like his name. Like his arms, Tank's shoulders were strong. His chest was broad, but he was a little soft around the middle. Tank's eyes had been locked on this new chick since she walked into view. Her legs looked incredible going straight up to an amazing ass. As Tank's eyes moved upwards, a smile stretched across his face. Every part of her body looked even better then what he saw before. Tank finally reached Carla's face. The face topped off this total package. Yeah, Carla was damn hot. Tank could see that and he wanted to see more.

She looked at the beautiful pin up girl. She was extremely beautiful. She looked at the money that was covering the table that she was at. She saw then the whisky and had to bite back a giggle. Count out a thousand dollars, take a shot. She looked around the room crossing her arms over her breasts and then spotted a man that was eyeballing her from the corner. She shifted a bit and looked back as Turk was telling Cherry the full run down on their meeting. She shifted on her feet feeling the man's eyes on her ass, legs, and everywhere in between. She sighed. She was tired, wanted a meal that wasn't from a cafeteria or a stop, and a shower with soap hot towels and fresh underwear. A bed with sheets. She smiled thinking of a huge steak, in a hot tub.

Lost in her dream, a tall amazonian woman with tanned skin bounced in. Her black hair was long and bouncing in ringlets. She wore the black leather vest but with a Madonna size bustier without the cones on the end. She smiled and sat down next to Cherry and began to count the money. She was bouncy and energetic. She began to count out the money and looked up at Carla and smiled. The girl was in her early 20s if she was even 18 Carla noted. She smiled listening in to the last part that Turk was telling Cherry as she counted the money. Her fingers were quick on money. She was a lightning fast dealer and was picked off the streets picking pockets. Her name was Sable. Her real age was early 30s.

Cherry's head turned when Sable came through the door. She came right over and started helping with the money. Sable was good with cash. Not only was she a great pickpocket, but she counted money faster then a banker. Having Sable here allowed Cherry to listen closer to Turk. He spun the tail of how they came across Carla in a store parking lot. How they were spotted by members if the demons. How they grabbed Carla and took off. Turk told how they stopped for the night at the cabin and how Carla took on all the guys. Cherry looked over at Carla after hearing she had sex with Turk & the guys with him. She could see that Carla was a good looking woman with a great body. However, it took more then good looks and a great body to make a sinner, or a sinner's ol' lady. Cherry wasn't as an easy sell as Turk was. She'd have to see proof that this girl had what it took. Cherry ran the ol' ladies and she would decide whether or not Carla got in. The last girl Turk brought home ended up getting her throat slit and dumped in the forest. Her body still hadn't been found. When Turk was done with his story about Carla. Cherry pushed out a chair and told Carla to sit down. She poured some whiskey into the shot glass before grabbing the glass and drinking it down. Cherry poured another shot and pushed the glass over towards Carla. There was also an offer for a cigarette which Cherry made.

Tank remained watching the new girl. His eyes glided over Carla's body soaking in every inch. She was damn hot and Tank sure liked what he saw. Tank was sitting close enough to hear everything that Turk said. Hearing that this girl took on six guys in just over an hour made Tank wish he had gone along. He would have enjoyed fucking her hot pussy. If it was up to Tank, he'd make Carla an ol' lady right now. Tank wasn't the one who made that choice. He could only hope that Carla passed her tests. Tank didn't have an ol' lady. He was one of the guys who shared the other guys women. Tank would love getting Carla, but he figured she would be into one of the younger guys.

Carla quickly looked down as Turk told Cherry that she had sex with all the men. Great way to make her look like a slut to the woman obviously in charge of other women. She felt Cherry's eyes on her and looked up and swallowed. Carla moved over and sat down. Sable was impressed. She was Meat's ol' lady and she knew what the guy was packing. She continued to count the money watching Cherry and Carla. Carla took the offered shot and took it down happy for the burn. She then thanked Cherry for the cigarette and put it between her lips. She would not ask for a light, she was on thin ice. What she hated was fighting with women. They fought dirty and held grudges. Carla had had her fair share of fights, but that didn't mean that she liked them. Looking back she looked at Tank watching her and then quickly looked back.

Sable caught the quick movement. Looking up, she saw Tank taking in the girl. She smiled wider and looked back at Carla. Carla knew that he was watching her. She was happy whenever a sinner found an ol' lady, and Tank had been single ever since she picked the pocket of one of teh sinners and while she was trying to make a hasty retreat, they initiated her and she never looked back. Just goes to show what a hot meal and some compassion did to someone. She smiled adn continued to count but soon finished.

She folded her hands out in front of her and rubbed her thumbs up and down.

Cherry gave Carla a light without being asked. She would never offer someone a smoke without a light. Cherry reached back and grabbed two more glasses. She then filled all three. Cherry passed one over to Sable while keeping one for herself. She set the bottle in middle of the table. The girls could help themselves from now on. Turk had told Cherry that Carla was an orphan. Cherry started off by asking how long Carla had been without her parents? Like Carla, Cherry no longer had parents. She lost hers at a young age and pretty much lived on the streets for a very long time. Cherry took long drags from her cigarette while Carla spoke. Turk and the guys went to the other side of the room. Some sat down and started playing poker. Tank remained on the couch, but he was joined by another black man called Keys. They started talking about the new girl. Tank told Keys how he wouldn't mind getting this Carla as his ol' lady. Keys had his own woman, but he understood Tank's desire. Carla had great looking legs which stopped at an even greater looking ass. Those who didn't get the chance to be with Carla on the road would be looking for their shot. In time, all the guys would get to be with Carla. Some would just have to wait longer.

Pops had disappeared after coming inside. He knew what Carla needed right now. While the shower would have to wait for a little while longer. Pops was sure that Carla would be hungry for something real. Pops went into the kitchen and fixed Carla up a steak with a side of veggies and french fries. He would have made a baked potato, but that would have taken to long. Pops brought the steak out along with a knife & fork and placed it down in front of Carla. " I thought you would need something to eat......I know what life on the road is like. " Pops said with a smile. Cherry thanked Pops calling him Uncle Pops. She told Carla that Pops was the oldest active member of the gang. He was the heart & soul of this group and a dear firend to each of the ol' ladies.

She inhaled and leaned back and made sure to blow her smoke at a space that wasn't directed at anyone. She took the glass and took another drink. Sable sipped hers down long and slow. She savored alcohol. She didn't take shots down unless she was blind drunk. Carla looked up hearing Carla and cleared her throat. She didn't like to think of it, and hadn't told anyone what really happened.

"Well, I remember mom and dad were fighting. I am not sure how old I was. It went on record that I was four, but I felt so damned defenseless." She poured herself another shot and took it. "Dad was driving and screaming at mom, calling her a slut for talking to a waiter. Mom was saying she was sorry, and he just reached over and pushed her out on the freeway. I remember looking back." She shut her eyes and winced. She shivered as she poured herself a glass. "I was next after I started to cry. He grabbed me by the hair and threw me out and that was what I remember. I woke up later in a hospital, no one claimed me, I was officially a ward of teh state." She sighed and looked down not having really thought of that in a long time.

As if being summoned by her stomach, that despite her sad story, was still hungry. She looked up at Pops as he brought her food. "You are more Santa than Pops." She sighed adn began to eat the meat and felt reinvigorated. "That was when, I realized, you can't rely on anyone. Since then, I have been independent. Never got adopted cause I had a 'smart mouth'." She rolled her eyes and began to eat and smiled looking up at Pops and nodded. "This steak is perfect, thank you." She said with a wink and then took another shot.

Cherry listened as Carla talked about her past. It was a sad story of how Carla became an orphan. Carla had a lot in common with other girls in the group. Many had stories to tell which sounded a lot like the one Carla told. Cherry told Carla that many girls in this group suffered from a smart mouth. Having a smart mouth could be dealt with as long as you didn't over step the bounds of respect. Cherry told Carla that she once felt that she couldn't reply on people. She told Carla the story of how she ended up on the streets. It was at a young age and Cherry had to live by her wits. She lived for years on streets for years. Stealing what she needed, living life one day at a time. Cherry said that all changed when she met Turk. The two met when the sinners first came to Dallas. Turk, Pops, Tank and others were the ones who started the sinners. Moving into Dallas started a gang war between the newly formed sinners and two other biker gangs called the disciples & the warlords. This war was brutal and lasted for many years. Cherry was even targeted by the rival gangs for death. The warlords were pushed out of Dallas and end up in Waco, Texas licking their wounds. The disciples left Dallas ending up in nearby Fort Worth. The sinners & disciples to this day still feud over Dallas. Both gangs claim the Dallas/Fort Worth area.

Cherry kicked back a few more shots while telling her story and the story of the sinners. She wanted Carla to see that they were more alike then she may have thought before. Cherry said joining the sinners was the best thing she had done and it saved her life. " I now have the greatest family in the world.......These people who do anything for me..... And I would do anything for them......That's what a real family should do. " Cherry added while catching Tank watching Carla. She leaned forward while telling Carla that Tank had eyes for her.

Carla smiled and then looked around. It felt good that no one patronized her, they simply told her one thing that deep down she always wanted to hear. That she wasn't alone. She was amongst many people like her. She smiled and then nodded listening to Cherry. She liked the girl. She listened and drank another shot as she finished her steak and fries and leaned back and felt satiated and happy. She licked her lips. She nodded. "Well, I am happy that Turk is considering having me join, but I am a bit apprehensive, because my life has taught me that others will let me down and disappoint and no matter how much I want to belong, everyone is out for themselves." She said softly and then looked at Cherry and blushed.

"Apparently so do a lot of other people. But they will get bored with me eventually, I am sure of it." She looked down and then picked up her plate and silverware. "Is there anywhere I can put this?" She smiled gently and looked at them. She didn't want to give Pops another job to do, she could clean up after herself.

Cherry pointed towards the kitchen and told Carla that Pops was most likely still in there waiting for her to finish. She said that Pops like taking care of the girls. Cherry warned that Carla would have a fight on her hands by asking Pops to let her do her own dishes. This Cherry said with a smile on her face. " Oh and.......If any of these people had ever let me down......They wouldn't be here now........I know they won't let you down......You just have to trust a little more.......No one here is looking out for themselves......These people are the type who would die protecting you.......A few did that for me. " Cherry added before Carla left. She hoped her words would ease Carla's troubled heart. It would be best if Carla came into the group seeing it as the family it was. No one in this gang would win any prizes for following the law. They made & sold drugs. They stole from other people. Most of the girls worked as strippers & prostitutes. They often fought with outsiders and other gangs. Some of them even killed for the group. But they did these things for everyone in the group. They did these things for the people who were their family. " She could be a great ol' lady.......She just needs to learn to trust the right people. " Cherry said to Sable while kicking back another shot.

Pops was sitting in the kitchen with the radio on. He was reading Easy Rider which was a biker magazine which featured hot women along with motorcycles. It was kinda like playboy for bikers, but the girls were wearing bikinis. Many of the girls featured in this magazine were real ol' ladies and not professional models. Some were strippers who had links to the biker world. Pops like many of the guys had tattoos on his arms & chest. He was a big burly man, like a huge teddy bear which looked like Santa.

Carla looked at Cherry as she said the final words. She walked to the kitchen and saw Pops sitting there and smiled a bit. "That was an excellent meal, that you very much." She smiled and walked over to the sink and began to clean after herself thinking of what Cherry said. She looked down as she used a soapy sponge to clean her plate. She also thought of the man that sat on the couch. His look was different than how the others looked at her. It was strange.

Sable nodded done with counting out the money and leaned back crossing her legs. "There is a lot of fight in her. She could be one tough bitch if crossed." She pulled her black hair back and smiled looking at tank and winked. "So I would be careful if I were you." She teased and then stretched and got up to go greet Meat and welcome him home properly.

Cherry wasn't worried. She had no need to be. Cherry smiled as Sable was leaving the table shaking her head. It was clear that Carla was no push over. She knew how to handle herself because life forced her to learn. Cherry also knew how to handle herself for the same reason. Life had made many of the women in this group hard. The few who were a bit softer found out that life can eat you up and spit you out. So even they had to get harder. Cherry took all the stacks of cash and placed them into a black leather bag. She placed it on the floor just between her legs. This bag contained over $75,000 dollars in cash from drug sales. Tank & Keys had returned from a trip to Reno, Nevada where they sold a shipment of meth. Cherry always kept track of the money coming in. She was also the one who paid each gang member every week. Turk came back over to the table and sat down. He asked what Cherry thought of Carla? Cherry said she thought Carla would be great. The only trouble was that Carla didn't trust in others. This would be a hangup in her joining the group. Turk & Cherry started to talk about what kinds of tests they should give Carla. Both agreed that a test of trust would have to be added. The final test for each girl was having sex with Lester in front of the gang. A few more tests were also agreed upon. Carla's tests would start the following day.

Pops looked up from his magazine after seeing Carla pass by him. He laid the magazine down and walked in behind her. Pops wrapped his arms around Carla's body placing his hands on the plate she used. " I take care of all the girls here sweetness......You pretty young things have enough to worry about. " Pops said as his hands touched Carla's. His body pressed against hers while his head looked over her left shoulder. The new girls always tried to do things for themselves. Pops was the one who'd rather let them take it easy. The girls worked hard for the gang and Pop knew how hard they worked. Much of the gang's income was based on the work the girls did. " You should be relaxing after a long trip........Go get a beer and kick back........Watch some tv.......Or join in with the poker game......You could always go have fun with the guys, or the girls. " Pops added while still trying to get the plate from Carla. It wasn't uncommon to see people having sex in the club house. It was more uncommon not to see someone having sex in some form, or another. Sex wasn't hidden here. Sex was a part of this gang and it was shared openly.

Carla felt Pops walk up behind her and continued to wash her plates. She looked at him and smiled a bit. Feeling his hand against hers, she understood now why the girls called him "Uncle Pops". She then looked back at her plate that she had gotten fairly clean. She wanted to take a bath. She knew she would probably be pulled into some weird orgy again and looked back at her plate. "Fine fine, since you insist." She allowed herself to smile. She turned and then walked and then looked at him. "Where is the bathroom? And if it wouldn't be too much to ask for, do you have a spare change of clothes? I feel," She stopped and thought of the word. "Road weary." She sighed and then looked out at Tank who somehow found a way to watch her as she was standing in teh doorway of the kitchen and shifted a bit.

Carla saw Cherry and Turk talking at a table. She knew it was about her. Everything that went on in this club house at this moment seemed to be about her. It was fine, Carla was not unused to people talking about her, but this was strange as it was in a positive light. Carla remembered as a baby sitting outside of offices listening to people talk about her, why they couldn't take her, why they didn't love her. She had heard it all before, but here it was why they wanted her a part of the group.

Carla had most of the washing already done, but Pops knew that she should be resting. He told her there was a full bathroom on the second floor. Second door on the right. This bathroom was large having six toilets and a huge bathtub with water jets much like a hot tub. The bathroom also had a separate shower from the bathtub. It was a normal sized shower with room enough for two people. Like the downstairs, one could have a beer, or something harder while they enjoyed their bath. A full stocked refrigerator stood against the wall. Cherry had candles around the large tub so the girls could enjoy them during a bath. There was also a small table with a bag of weed and some papers for rolling. The members could also enjoy a smoke while soaking. Pops told Carla that she should talk with Cherry about a change of clothes. Both Carla & Cherry were about the same size. He knew Cherry wouldn't mind giving Carla something else to wear. Pops finished up what Carla had left undone. He cleaned out the sink quickly, grabbed his magazine and walked out into the main room. Pops sat down on the couch joining Tank & Keys.

Turk & Cherry had already talked over the tests Carla would take. They wanted her in the group. They both believed Carla had a lot to offer the gang. Carla had to over come her lack of trust first. They hoped she would see how close this group was and how much they would care for Carla.

Carla smiled adn then nodded. "Thank you very much." She nodded adn smiled. Walking into the main room, she looked at Cherry and bit her lip. This was hell on her pride. She sat down where Sable had been sitting and then looked at Cherry and then looked up at her wincing a bit. "Um, Cherry, could I by any chance get a change of clothes, I seem to have left mine back in my car." She said trying to joke it off. She just didn't want to wash again and put back on these clothes that smelt like leather and gasoline. She was talking in muted tones, but she figured people would see her walking around in Cherry's clothes anyway.

She looked at her hands. She hated asking people for things. It was just not how her upbringing taught her. She wished she had her clothes that were in the back of her car. But that car was probably long since towed. Good riddence.