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Yes | 2024-11-25 19:31 | active | 1922 | 0 | Credit Card Debt Loophole | I’m stunned that this helped me get out of 25K worth of debt for good! 🤯 | LEARN_MORE | https://path.happyfinancestoday.com/66d78ebc33a298 | Kelly Harrison | https://www.facebook.com/61565849076069/ | 28 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | path.happyfinancestoday.com | VIDEO | https://path.happyfinancestoday.com/66d78ebc33a298f547c5826c?sub1={{ad.id}}&sub2={{adset.id}}&sub3={{campaign.id}}&sub4={{ad.name}}&sub5={{adset.name}}&sub6={{campaign.name}}&sub7={{placement}}&sub8={{site_source_name}}&utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=paid | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468299523_858167966206124_7016041458911608831_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Ku0Qx5XB4RkQ7kNvgE8ZE0u&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZvRD462TlfDbBZ2kDfUD7Q&oh=00_AYABiSR54l4xefjxXInk_SNDkE9rMfPlcHa99jn_DBdQMQ&oe=674B0954 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Kelly Harrison | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Mattie Kelly Arts Center, Niceville, Fl, Feb 8, 2025 7:30PM Presents A fantastic New Show Good Rockin Tonight" Staring "The NY Rockets" | "DIRECT FROM NY" "The NY Rockets" Mattie Kelly Arts Center, Niceville, Fl, Feb 28, 2025 7:30PM | ORDER_NOW | https://bit.ly/MattieKelly2025 | The NY Rockets | https://www.facebook.com/newyorkrockabillyrockets/ | 4,417 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Order now | 0 | mpv.tickets.com | IMAGE | "DIRECT FROM NY" A Fantastic NEW Show "Good Rockin Tonight" Staring "The NY Rockets". "From the roots of rockabilly where it all started to the greatest Rock & Roll hits of the 50's, 60's & beyond" You'll be talking about This Theatrical production long after the lights go down. 🚀 Secure your spo... | https://bit.ly/MattieKelly2025 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468359414_1257548568795550_5849778296733063987_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=auaDYRqVM00Q7kNvgE6kDBB&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZ2dH2YAdDTmKCiIvL5d5Zx&oh=00_AYDNBvBb0T6GsimzkS4vfAgYsc6KmxMB7y3A9EXHVZ_Upw&oe=674ADC62 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | The NY Rockets | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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{{product.name}} | Looking for new music? I make criminally insane indie-pop! If that sounds like it's for you, I'd love to get your feedback on one of my songs! Click below to check it out! | SIGN_UP | https://kellyromo.streetteam.fm/listen | Kelly Romo | https://www.facebook.com/KellyRomo8/ | 3,438 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Sign Up | 0 | kellyromo.streetteam.fm | DCO | {{product.description}} | https://kellyromo.streetteam.fm/listen | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468431952_1217244802673339_8753383753458543583_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=d03if-qokLAQ7kNvgFl-Ym1&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AYg8Dtx3HyHr29N88fRDryX&oh=00_AYBG-hhR2e0eFmHDG7C3c0PMv6pDLdssLb-HUub8dKrH0A&oe=674AE9B7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Kelly Romo | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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🔞Attention! Do not read in public！👉 | As the daughter of Alpha, I was tortured since I was 6 years old, and more tragically, I was forced to marry the demon Alpha who killed his 9 ex-girlfriends... “Where is she?!” I hear the Beta Kyle scream. I groan and get to my feet, grabbing the cleaning basket and taking it with me. The moment he sees me, he strides towards me and his hand slices against my cheek. I don’t make a sound. Years of experience has taught me to keep my mouth shut at all times. “Neah, how useless your are! You still have not cleaned the office.” He snaps. I nod my head and my hand tightens on the cleaning basket. If I could just find the courage to swing it at his head, it would make my day. “We are trying to make a good impression on Alpha Dane. Do you not understand how important it is for us to join ourselves with his pack?!” I don’t answer, I keep my eyes low so that I didn’t have to look at his face. Alpha Dane, I had only ever heard rumours about him. From what I gathered, he was a ruthless man, and he was even claimed to have killed his 9 ex-girlfriends. “He is the Alpha of Black Shadow, the biggest pack in the world, we need him!” Beta Kyle continues. He places his hands on my shoulders, digging his nails into my thinning skin, ”Useless Wolf.” He mutters as he moves away. Quietly closing the door, I lean back against it, observing the already clean office. There was nothing out of place, it looked perfectly fine for a meeting with this so-called powerful Alpha. Closing my eyes, I slide down to the floor. I hated this house. I thought that when I turned 18, I could finally escape, but four years later, here I still am, a slave in my own home. Doing all the dirty tasks for my brother, Alpha Trey and the pack. While my ex mate, Beta Kyle was always reminding me of how worthless I am. The clearing of a throat makes me jump. I thought I was alone. Leaning forward, I see a handsome man sitting in a chair. A foot propped up on his knee. His short hair is dark and his eyes are a deep crimson colour, that don’t quite look right. They suddenly shift to me and I throw myself back against the door. Shrinking down to the ground. “Is this the way you greet all Alpha’s?” His deep voice rumbles through the room, an edge of amusement to his tone. “I’m sorry.” I whisper, getting to my feet. “I…I thought I was alone.” I had no idea who he was but I could feel the power radiating off of him, even without my Wolf. “Come forward.” He orders. I do as I’m told. Allowing him to see me properly and I am met with narrowed crimson eyes. I close my own eyes, expecting the worst. “You smell funny. Yet you are a Wolf, correct?” My head moved up and down, though I couldn’t tell how he was going to react. Most laughed when they discovered the truth about me. “I would prefer it if you spoke to me.” He growls, “I’m not in the mood to play games.” “Yes.” I whisper. “I am…I am a Wolf.” I couldn’t help but think of all the punishments I was going to have to endure. A whipping maybe? Starvation for another week? I wasn’t sure how much more my body could take. “How is it possible for you to not know I was in the room? You should have scented me.” “I…..” I hated the question. “I haven’t got all day!” He takes a swig from his drink. I knew why I couldn’t scent him. I knew why I hadn’t been aware of his presence, but telling people why was not something I ever liked to do. They never hear my side of the story. All they do is accept Alpha Trey's word as the truth. “You should open your eyes when you are talking to someone. Has your Alpha not taught you anything?” His deep voice sends a shiver through me. Slowly, I open my eyes and lower them. There was no way I was making direct eye contact. “My Wolf abilities were bound.” “Why?” If this is the Alpha that my brother is supposed to be meeting with, I knew I could screw everything up for him by saying too much. “It was a punishment.” “For what?” His deep voice rumbles through me. “For killing my parents.” I whispered. At this moment, the door swings open abruptly and my brother screeches at me “Neah, what are you doing in my office?!" He then turns to the crimson eyed man. “I am so sorry that my sister is bothering you, Alpha Dane." 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3 bed, 3 bath (1 partial) in San Francisco. | JUST SOLD 11/22! What did 799 La Playa Street Unit 1 sell for? Tap for the details on this home, recently sold near you. | LEARN_MORE | https://homes.cbhomes.com/cbhomes/482/424072590_82 | Coldwell Banker Realty- Northern California | https://www.facebook.com/CBRealtyNorCal/ | 512 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | homes.cbhomes.com | IMAGE | View the details | https://homes.cbhomes.com/cbhomes/482/424072590_820_1?flavor=llp&ad_code=&cid=1776072&utm_source=boost-by-homespotter&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=boost-listing-424072590_820_1×tamp=1732556718 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468391319_884805000465921_2820158278029358231_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=x8yeHv1DRasQ7kNvgGno2PK&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AFFk8vT8c9HMLOmHsNDrum_&oh=00_AYCb0YMarNtUAgo3cP9QKJhlNb0iMTVf2ktTn0Mg-dmBNw&oe=674AFDB3 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Coldwell Banker Realty- Northern California | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Break Free from MSM Bias | Breaking news alert! Stay ahead of the curve with our podcast, covering policy changes and more. What will you learn today? Listen now! | INSTALL_MOBILE_APP | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id1199070742 | Podcast App | https://www.facebook.com/podcastapp/ | 811 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Install Now | 0 | itunes.apple.com | DCO | {{product.description}} | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id1199070742 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468391830_1046251453968353_5318610715100329030_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cyONxqL6HeMQ7kNvgGKcouH&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AYg8Dtx3HyHr29N88fRDryX&oh=00_AYBNBFb0U1WIzbwiONiAfFqsOZTJVS5ILdFXeuL7Au3nNQ&oe=674AFD0C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Podcast App | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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INSTAGRAM_MESSAGE | http://instagram.com/kellylynnfitness | KellyLynn Fitness | https://www.facebook.com/61552208160392/ | 19 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Send Message | 0 | instagram.com | CAROUSEL | http://instagram.com/kellylynnfitness | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468399622_557347620410951_5218816402402181008_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=D7rD0nXsI8oQ7kNvgFI1Lsv&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZ2dH2YAdDTmKCiIvL5d5Zx&oh=00_AYDF8P03lL2evQ5O8_PVZSOxjOcDKLfYPskxi29N4mcLdA&oe=674B088F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | KellyLynn Fitness | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | http://instagram.com/jordansimonephotography | Jordan Simone Photography | https://www.facebook.com/jordansimonephotography/ | 1,130 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Visit Instagram Profile | 0 | instagram.com | CAROUSEL | http://instagram.com/jordansimonephotography | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468291787_603572298997463_9060289339512733626_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=oWDPiSazOD4Q7kNvgG8zup5&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZ2dH2YAdDTmKCiIvL5d5Zx&oh=00_AYDTb1OIhiCUBo0XBsULCU0slW_UjYvLZCXFcqh2WAbbfg&oe=674AEEDF | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Jordan Simone Photography | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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SHOP_NOW | https://www.moultrieproducts.com/holiday-bundles | Moultrie Products | https://www.facebook.com/MoultrieProducts/ | 259,058 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | moultrieproducts.com | CAROUSEL | https://www.moultrieproducts.com/holiday-bundles | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468441069_1195343708609315_4367760190799369772_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=BG9BhnjKfcUQ7kNvgHre2wq&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZ2dH2YAdDTmKCiIvL5d5Zx&oh=00_AYD71Q_guRUo-d4vz_7qUaq4XT4YdIYr5PL2aPR0KPSw7A&oe=674B0746 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Moultrie Products | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Kelly Toney, Realtor | STUNNING NEW CONSTRUCTION OFFERS MODERN LIVING AT IT S FINEST! | CALL_NOW | Kelly Toney, Realtor | https://www.facebook.com/KellyToneyRealtorSWFL/ | 172 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Call now | 0 | IMAGE | Kelly Toney, Realtor® at Always Island Time Realty | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468427508_1757886544984665_5137973678649716200_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=kFs47XAx3o8Q7kNvgGK8yHg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ai7jeYirsOSZ2EHLxv1TP5h&oh=00_AYC283qmvLaPTmOIxMbFYLekRf9qvbEyuzSMb6HgwemrIw&oe=674AF703 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Kelly Toney, Realtor | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-11-25 19:31 | active | 1922 | 0 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | My heart broke as I watched a girl with long blond hair and barely any clothes on straddle Axel while she sucked on his neck. I have spent enough time at the mercy of men that I was determined to never end up back there. Men who cheated had no honor. Men who had no honor weren't worth wasting time on. Now as I stood here, watching Axel grope and peck the blond was a real eye opener. I didn't need this in my life, not now, not ever. Maybe it was time to move on, leaving was usually the best way to deal with it. I refused to be with a man that could change his bed partners as often as his socks. _________ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer and boobs shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and manhoodtail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. it downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Relesing in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream intercourse ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac nonsense, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs and hip looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us your boobs." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but undressed...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, manhoody, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. Who did he think he was just pecking me like that and then pushing me away. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the undressed woman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "baby...lets head into the back...I want to touch your titties and then relaease all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me pricks. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. It hurt. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong move bimbo." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. Mac demanded that I take off the next few days until I felt better or at least until the bruises faded. Since my throat was sore from the prick who squeezed it I didn't put up much of a fight, especially since he was so concerned. It sounded like a great idea at the time, over the years I didn't get a lot of down time. But now after three days of sitting in my apartment, I came to the conclusion that I make a horrible sick person. I wasn't used to being idle. Even though my neck and throat hurt , I was bored out of my mind. I hated TV and I read the last of my books. Frustrated I grabbed my purse and decided to head to the book store. Maybe I could find something to hold my interest and help with the boredom. There was only so much time I could relive Axel's peck in my mind...I do believe I was going slightly crazy. Yeah I needed to get out of here before I start answering myself. One of the reasons I loved living in a small town were times like this. Everything you needed was in walking distance from the small apartment I rented above the stores that lined Main Street. the town was so small, Main Street was in fact the main street of the town. The bar was the furthest place away from me and that was still only a ten minute walk. You gotta love small towns. I enjoyed the warm weather as I window shopped. As I passed the nail salon on the corner, I looked at my nails to see that they looked pathetic. Since my hands were always in water washing glasses at the bar, my hands took a beating. Shrugging my shoulder I decided to head in, at least this would kill some time. The interior of the salon was painted a nice calming pale blue. There were four nail stations set up on the left and pedicure chairs along the right. Since I lived in boots, getting a pedicure was pointless for me, but as I looked at the sign I figured I would give acrylic nails a try. Many of the girls at the club swore by them. "Hi I am Tammy, what can we do for you today?" "I was looking to get a full set." She escorted me back to the last station that was open. We chatted as she worked on my hands. I was shocked that with her sweet, innocent personality that she had ties to the Renegades...being Tucker's old lady. I didn't know Tucker very well as he wasn't one of the regulars and now I see why. If he had Tammy at home he didn't need to be in a strip club. The woman was stunning with her golden blond hair that hung down her back. I was jealous as I always wanted to be a blond. But I knew my wavy red hair would not take the color well. Plus I was terrified to ever try changing it. "Hey I just figured it out...you are the girl all the guys in the club are talking about, you work for Mac?" "Um...yes. I bartend mostly. But occasionally waitress when needed." "Yes, Tuck mentioned that you had some trouble the other night. He wasn't there but he heard about it from Prez. It seems that there are some unwanted visitors in our town, those guys were part of it. Also heard you kneed the guy really good and put up a good fight." I guess that was why they didn't look familiar. "Yeah, the Renegades came to save the day. I will need to thank then next time they come in." That goes to show even big bad bikers have some sense of chivalry left. "Why don't you come by tonight to the club? The boys will all be there, I mean you already know most of them and I am sure Axel will be there so you can thank him in person." Did I really want to go to their clubhouse? Them coming to the club was one thing but going over to their turf...it was too risky. "Thanks Tammy, but I am busy this evening. Maybe another time." Like never. Way too many memories. My nails looked perfect when she was done. Not too long or pointy and I loved the deep red color. Promising to return in two weeks I headed out to run the rest of my errands. The day zoomed by as I piddled around town looking at all the small shops. I was able to pick up a few more books at the library to help bide the time. I also picked up fixings for a nice salad that I planned to enjoy as I read my new book. My life seemed so...normal. That thought shocked me to the core. Normal was not a word I have ever associated with my world and the feeling was...nice. By the time I was half way through the book, I already figured out who the killer was and a bit disappointed that the suspense was gone. Didn't matter, this happened a lot when I read, but I always finished the book as there could be a slight chance I could be wrong. Cleaning up the dishes I decided to finish reading in bed. Maybe having a relaxing day was so bad. As I grabbed another beer to take with me when someone knocked on my door. Looking down at my boy shorts and tank top I shrugged assuming it was Mac since he was the only person who knew where I lived. He must be coming to check on me again, man he was such a worry wart. I smiled at that thought, it was nice to have someone worry about you. I wasn't used to it. Without checking I opened the door. "Hey Mac, you need to..." But it wasn't Mac at my door. I should have looked, this was not how I wanted to look when standing in front of Axel. Leaning against the doorjamb his gaze traveled from my toes to my face and back down again. Embarrassed by my appearance I quickly tried to close the door. "Hey darling." His foot prevented the door from closing, instead his muscular body worked his way in pushing me back. The door slammed behind us with a loud bang. Was it possible or did he even look bigger in my small apartment? "Just give me a sec to go, um change." Since the outfit I had on revealed way too much skin, skin I needed to keep hidden. Why couldn't he come over when I was wearing something cute or flattering and just more of. "You look just fine to me." Christ his voice just got deeper. Oh that did things to me. Naughty Things. What! Snap out of it Harley...but his eyes continued to hold mine making me brainless. "So Tammy said you didn't want to come to the clubhouse tonight? Why is that?" I didn't realize that I was still moving until my back hit the wall. His large hands came up to rest right by my head, blocking me in. Oh boy. Wow his arms... "Um...I didn't mean anything by it..." "Axel. Say Axel darling. I want to hear it on your lips." He whispered, his face close to mine. "Oh...um okay Axel. I didn't take her invite seriously I guess." Christ I was like a bumbling school girl. How did women do this all the time? This man had me stammering like an idiot. "And why not?" Jesus did he just lean in closer? Oh his lips... "Um...I guess because I am not the type of girl that usually hangs out at your clubhouse." Well not the type any more but he didn't know that. "And what type a girl is that?" The man was smiling. An actual smile! Holy cow I think I just came a little. And was he teasing me? Flirting with me? He never did that. Did Axel have a sense of humor or was he just torturing me? "Um...I am not a sweetbutt?" I was practically a virgin. "Trust me darling...you definitely have a sweet butt, but no you are not at the same caliber as our club bimbos." Ouch. Okay that hurt. Was I that repulsive? His comment was like a kick to the stomach. Not the same caliber. Yeah he has that right. Ducking under his arm I needed to get away from him, but his hand stopped me. "Not so fast darling...that was a compliment. I meant that you were not in the same category as a club bimbo. Oh god..." Frustrated, his mouth smashed against mine as his body pinned me to the wall. Any conscious thought I may have had went right out the window the minute his tongue caressed mine. His large frame dwarfed me, making me feel...every thing. Now I could see why women did this. With my head tipped back, Axel had intercourse with my mouth, leaving no part untouched. After a few more seconds the angle hurt my already sore neck and I whimpered. "What's the matter darling?" His lips continued to peck along my lips. Oh that felt nice but... "My neck..." His tilted his head to exam the bruises and I could feel him tense. Since I was only five four, Axel was at least a whole foot taller than me, without my heels on his towering height was more prevalent. Swearing, his large hands gripped my thighs and lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. What was the man doing? "We should really stop this." God his body felt good. No bad...Christ Harley keep your wits about you. What wits...the man sucked them out when he pecked me. Great now I was answering myself. Bracing me against the wall with his body and knees, his hand cupped my face and brought me out of hiding. "Nah I'm good." "But I am too heavy." And wet...and turned on...and ...the list was endless. "Stop pissing me off. I love your curves, they drive me wild - have since the first day you strutted into Th Scene." Oh...um okay. What was I supposed to say to that? I thought he barely noticed me, what with all the undressed girls bouncing around. With his hand cupping my cheeks his lips went exploring. Oh and the spots he discovered had my body burning. My sexual experience was not a good one, but Axel's lips...Christ they did things to a girl. Really good things. Was this the way intercourse was supposed to feel? All thought about being in his arms evaporated as he tugged down my tank top to expose the top of my breasts. "These are amazing. I cannot wait to get lost in them." Okay. Yeah so apparently that was the only word that came to mind. Did men really talk like this? With the way his lips felt I was pretty much up for anything at this point. Especially as it seemed my brain had malfunctioned. As his lips continued their journey over each plump mound his hands skirted behind me to grab two large handfuls of my hip. Squeezing he pulled me up further into his body, causing his hard manhood to rub directly against me. Jesus it was like being electrocuted. But in a good way. "your hip is so big it fills my hands...even better than I have dreamt about. Soon I plan on taking you in your lush round hip. You are going to love it...it is made for intercourse." His dirty words should have turned me off, but instead they were like throwing gasoline on a fire. And wait did he say...um I will have to get back to him on that one. What was wrong with me? This was not me, other than Axel I never pecked a man before! How did I get to the point where I was considering anal intercourse? In the past whenever I thought about intercourse I was completely repulsed, terrified. Just thinking of getting undressed with a man and doing...that, made me sick to my stomach. But why is this man different? even my dreams are new, but I would take them over my nightmares any day. Lifting his head his lips took mine briefly before he rested his forehead against mine. Looking into his eyes I could see desire? Lust? Not sure but I swear my panties just got wetter. That could also be from his manhood gently rubbing against my private part but I wasn't going to question it. The sound of knock snap both of us back into reality. this was not what I wanted. Bikers are bad. Bad. Bad. I needed to remember that. Had I not learned my lesson? All I had to do was look at my scars for the reminder. Thank god for whoever was on that other side gave me the opportunity to think clearly. Pushing out of Axels arms I all but ran to the door. I needed to keep my distance. Most people would call me crazy, but I was ecstatic to be back at work. It had been two days since my little make out session with Axel was interrupted by Mac. The man seemed to cloud my judgment and I was even more determined then ever to stay away from him. That was the only conclusion I came to after spending the last forty-eight hours of doing nothing but thinking about him. I was so confused. I was so thankful that Mac decided to come check on me but I was going crazy with all the unanswered questions running around in my head. Was I just another lay to him? Another plaything? What could a man like him ever want with a girl like me, other than intercourse? If Axel was bothered by Mac's impromptu visit he didn't show it. But he was when I turned down his invite to head over to the clubhouse, he stormed out of my apartment slamming the door behind him. I guess he wasn't used to the word no. Men and their egos. I could tell Mac wanted to ask but he kept his mouth shut and shifted the focus on my injuries. Now two whole days later and I still had no word from Axel. I guess the man was only after one thing that night and it hurt to think that he got it somewhere else, that he used me. Way to make a girl feel special biker boy. But I should have known better. If there was one subject I knew about, it was bikers. "Hey sweetheart how you feeling today?" Mac leaned against the bar asking. For a man in his late 30s he was still attractive in that older man sort of way. Even I could admit that his body was smoking hot, but in a purely platonic way. "I am fine Mac, how many times do I have to tell you, stop fussing. That was not the first time I have been manhandled and it certainly won't be the last." As the word came out of my mouth, I immediately regretted them. Me and my big mouth. "WHAT. Tell me now who laid their..." "Relax Mac, all in the past. As much as you may think so - I am not an angel. I left home at sixteen and struggled to get where I am now. My past is tainted just like yours." God if he only knew. Tainted was a mild reality. "Sweetheart, trust me there is no way that could be true." Smiling I just shrugged my shoulders and continued to wash the glasses. There was no way I wanted to have this conversation with him. As of right now I liked to keep my past right were it belongs - behind me. There was no sense in bringing it up, I couldn't afford to. After all these years I just prayed that Hunter has finally given up with what ever he had planned. "No worries Mac, I am a big girl and can take care of myself. Now here is the inventory for today, I have already stocked everything and all the glasses are washed." We chatted a few more minutes until the bar began to get crowded and I needed to get back to work. If I was lucky Mac would forget our little conversation and let it go. Friday's were always busy and I was happy to be safely tucked behind the bar tonight. I tried not to look at the door every time it opened to see if Axel would show, but that plan didn't work. God was my life really so pathetic that I was actually waiting on a man to just make an appearance. Apparently so. By midnight I pretty much gave up on seeing him even though I had no idea what to say to the man. Hi you pecked the heck out of me and I liked it? It's not you its me? See there really was nothing to say to him. Getting involved with him was not an option, so I just needed to get these thoughts out of my head. Being sucked back into that world was the least smart thing I could do right now. I needed to stay under the radar and sleeping with the President of the Renegades was not my idea of laying low. "Hey Harley, I need eight beers and one whiskey." Kelly shouted over the music. The order had me pausing for a second as I quickly glanced around the club. Sure enough at table four sat the Renegades. how did I miss them coming in? This time however the bikers were not alone. My heart broke as I watched a girl with long blond hair and barely any clothes on straddle Axel while she sucked on his neck. Not wanting him to see me I turned and filled the order setting the drinks on the tray. When the heck did he come in? It didn't matter when, I guess it just mattered with who. Since the girl wasn't a dancer here she was either one of the sweetbutts or a random girl that hung around the biker clubhouse. Either way the message was clear and well received, Axel moved on. I refused to be with a man that could change his bed partners as often as his socks. My father was like that , coming home with some cheap perfume lingering on his clothes. My mother was the same way, cheating with anyone willing. In the end their actions got both of them killed, not that I cared, they sucked as parents. I guess what did matter was that any feelings I may have been developing for Axel were now pointless. I would never set myself up with a man like my father...a man like Hunter. I have spent enough time at the mercy of men that I was determined to never end up back there. Men who cheated had no honor. Men who had no honor weren't worth wasting time on. Now as I stood here, watching Axel grope and peck the blond was a real eye opener. 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