Siobhan, can yeh bring me a few things? I want to cook. – NessieKnuckles rolled in with the other brothers that worked as bouncers around three that morning. It had been closer to six when he finally fell asleep. Now, at a little after two in the afternoon, he was starting to function as a human. Coffee would take him from zombie to human.He had been at the Clam Shell for about seven months and really enjoyed it. Most of the female staff at the bar were lesbians. Although they were fun to flirt with, he knew it wouldn’t go any further. And if he wanted something more than just flirting, there were plenty of willing club girls. Like the one that sucked him off this morning. He smiled at the memory of those lips around his cock. And his cock twitched in his jeans. Yeah, he thought as he made his way to the kitchen, going to have to have a repeat performance. Knuckles entered the dining hall and was assaulted by a sweet scent. After pouring himself a cup of coffee in what he hoped w

There are worse things to do, prospect. Want to scrub the toilets at one of the strip clubs? – KnucklesKnuckles grabbed a prospect as they passed in the hall and told him to bring one of the vans around. The younger man grumbled and found himself shoved up against the wall with his feet several inches off the ground. After a few encouraging words, and possibly what could be considered a threat of violence, the prospect agreed. There was something about him that didn’t sit right with Knuckles. He brushed it off as youth since the kid had just joined and maybe he would grow up in the next year. Thinking back, he tried to remember if he was that insolent in his youth. He decided that he did not think he was. His dad, however, might have a different opinion. By the time Stephen brought the van around, Nessie was ready to go also. Her hair was tied up in a scarf and she wore a plain black hoodie with blue jeans and black tennis shoes. Although she wore other clothes around the clubhous

Not all who wander are lost. Except my mind, that bitch is gone. – ZeeNessie was not used to being around so many people. Even when all the Shack brothers were here, it was big enough that it didn’t seem crowded. But now, it was crowded.A few days ago, she had come across a little reading nook along the back hallway. It had a floor to ceiling shelving unit that was full of books. She decided that it must be for the kids to do research because most of the books were various types of encyclopedias, almanacs and anthologies. A desk would be better in the little room than the plush red couch. Nessie would also suggest better lighting than just a sconce above the couch. She came around the corner and found one of the teen girls curled up on the couch. Nessie had seen her around the club, usually with Priscilla, the musketeers or in the gym. The girl with the dirty blonde hair had a knack for disappearing in the crowd. As usual, she wore pajama pants and a tank top.Looking up as she t

The twins have decided that you and I are getting married at the Shack. Next month. You were right and I wasn’t quick enough. – MiaThe kitchen had become Knuckles hangout especially when Nessie was cooking. He enjoyed her company and talking to her. He loved hearing her accent and he was getting better at understanding her when she was excited. First plate of food was also nice. Tonight, she was putting the finishing touches on the wedding cake for tomorrow. Celt had asked Mia to marry him at Christmas. Her ten-year-old twins decided that they should get married on St. Patrick’s Day, since his name was Celt. Everyone expected him to say no since it was his birthday. He simply said that he just needed to know when and where to show up. The twins had taken over planning the wedding, except for the reception. Nessie told them to take a hike.Literally. Her exact words had been, “Turn yer arses around and take a hike out that door. I’ve got the reception.”Everyone had been shocked a

Why are there so many dead men in the basement? – NessieIt was Tuesday and church night. The weather was cold and rainy so Nessie had fixed chicken and dumplings. “Nessie,” Buck approached her in the kitchen, “Toad wants to talk to you.”Nodding she gave some instructions to the club girls working the kitchen. She then followed him down the hall to her uncle’s office. Inside the office were the officers of the club – Knuckles, Spider, Sledge, Molly and Werewolf were standing around as Toad sat behind his desk. Dom stood in the shadows of a corner.Nessie stepped in and quickly looked away from Knuckles. Buck motioned for her to sit in the chair in front of the desk. She smiled her thanks as she sat down. “I have a strange question for you, Ness.” Toad said cutting straight to the heart of the issue. “What do you know about the basement?”“Yeh mean the dead men?” she asked and the bikers were shocked. “I think there’s six. Soon to be seven, he’s not always there and the others say h