Nefarious MC #1 - Nobody's Ol Lady (4 page)

Willie grabbed her pocketbook, locked the door to the apartment, and hurried down the stairs. Black Dog was waiting, bike revving and she climbed on behind him after putting her helmet on. When they hit the main road, he took off and she grabbed him around the waist. He calmed her by putting his hand on her leg.

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oaring into the parking lot of Dirty Deeds, Willie was amazed by all the motorcycles and cars, there were even people hanging outside in the parking lot. It was a Friday night, she realized and it was going to be busy. They parked the motorcycle in a reserved spot. Who was this man that he had a place reserved for him, she wondered. She took a good look at the colors he wore as she they got off the bike. SAA, what did that patch mean? He had said not to ask questions so she wasn’t about to. Bikers and their women all parted as he grabbed her hand pulling her forward. Willie was worried about her heels but Black Dog was keeping her moving. They went inside of the bar and Willie looked around.

Girls were dancing on stages behind the bar, there was a band in another area inside the huge bar, and it was loud and smoky. Men were slapping each other on the back and women were shooting dagger looks at her. Oh shit, she wondered if Black Dog had a woman. She hoped not, she didn’t stand a chance fighting all of these females glaring at her. Willie stood there watching the dancers, what they were doing was no big deal. She was sure she could do it. Black Dog pressed a shot glass into her hand. She downed it without thinking and felt the burn of whiskey sliding down her throat. She reached up on the toes of her boots and tried to get his attention. It was useless as he was talking to a few other bikers. 

A young brown haired girl with honey colored streaks in her hair slid next to her. “Hi, I’m Honey, are you Black Dog’s new squeeze?”

“No, of course not, he’s helping me get a job dancing.” Willie wondered what the hell this girl meant by squeeze.

“Oh good, I’ve wanted him for so long, but he doesn’t seem to notice me. All the guys treat like I’m their little sister! You have to talk to Elena about dancing here, or Darko. I dance and make good money. My sister is Jules and she dances here too. What’s your name?” Honey was chattering away.

“It’s Willie, is your real name Honey?” Willie didn’t think it was but everyone seemed to have odd names. She wasn’t sure why but that was their business not hers.

“No, it’s the name they gave me; I’m sure Black Dog will give you a name. I’m up next, dancing for twenty-five minutes.” Honey quickly went over to the cash register, grabbed some change out, and got herself over to the jukebox.

“Willie, you wanna have some shots of Red Death? It will make you calmer and I need to introduce you to Darko.  I’m pretty sure he’ll let you dance tonight. I heard one of the girls called out for the party we’re having in the back room. You ready?” Black Dog’s voice was loud over the music.

“I need a name; Honey said so and yes some Red Death, whatever the hell that is.” Willie was feeling a tiny bit uncertain as she watched Honey dancing. Men were tossing money at her and it looked like she was enjoying what she was doing. Honey was shaking her ass and tits to the music and not doing much real dancing. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad by the way the bills were floating through the air. Honey was laughing as she tucked them into her bra or stuffed them in her tiny bottoms. Willie was sure she could do a better job dancing and even shaking her tits and ass. She paused for a second, nobody was giving her a name, she’d pick her own. She thought of a song her parents used to listen to, Candy Girl by the Four Seasons. She’d be Candy if none of the other girls had it. 

Black Dog handed her a glass a bit larger than a shot glass filled with a red liquid. She took the glass and sipped, it was delicious. She drank it down as he watched and held her glass out for more. Black Dog smirked a bit at her but poured her more from a silver cocktail shaker on the bar.

“Black Dog, I have my name, if no other girl has it. I want to be Candy, do you like that?” Willie looked up at him, eyes hopeful.

He ran his eyes over her body; taking all of her in. He thought a minute and turned to ask the man standing before him a question. “Darko, we got any dancer named Candy yet? Willie, this is Darko, you wanna dance, so you need to show him what you can do. He is the president and owner of Dirty Deeds. Since we’re short a girl for the party, you can dance in your underwear in the private room.”

Darko looked the girl up and down, she was very pretty and if she could dance he’d hire her tonight. “Willie, nice to meet you, do you want to work full time or part time? You have to get costumes and Elena will tell you the ropes. But you’ll have to go out to Sea Woods to talk to her; she is pregnant and doesn’t get out here. I’ll give you a trial chance tonight and you can see if dancing is for you.”

Willie’s eyes lit up. “I know Elena; I have my horse boarded at her farm. That is another reason I need to dance, I’ll never get rid of my Picasso. I know Joy, Kima and Jo too. I know Jack; he’s friends with my sister Theodora. What a small world.”

Black Dog looked at her, “Who the hell is Picasso? You named your horse that?” He laughed and noticed the hurt look in Willie’s eyes and oddly felt bad. “That’s a great name for an artist to name her horse. Darko, we got a Candy or not? You gotta see Willie’s paintings prez, she is really good. Better than the douche who painted some of these murals.” His hand swept out indicating the walls. He knew Darko was pissed at the artist who had not come back to finish all of them. “I think Willie could fix them up, better than that asshole.”

Darko was still staring at Willie, thinking the women he knew all seem to know each other in some way. It figured Willie was friends with Kima, Elena and Joy. He’d call Elena and ask her if hiring this girl was a good idea. “I need to make a call, but I’ll be right back, give Willie whatever she is drinking on the house.”

Willie and Black Dog drank some more Red Death and he took her over to look at the murals. She wasn’t impressed at all and her face showed it. Her fingers traced the paint and she frowned. “I could redo these; whoever did these used the wrong paint for murals.” Black Dog smiled at her frowning at the murals.

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arko called Elena and she picked up after a few short rings. “Elena, I got a wannabe dancer here, girl says she knows you, named Willie?”

Elena groaned, “Willie wants to dance? I bet she quit working for that bitch sister of hers. Roberta makes her life miserable. I know she is struggling to make the board on her horse. She is the art teacher over at Saint Rose’s High School. Her dad won’t pay for Picasso anymore and Willie is very independent. How did she find Dirty Deeds? Don’t tell me Mad Jack.”

“Black Dog brought her in, I don’t know how they hooked up, but he says she is an artist. Should we try her out part time? If she can’t dance, I’ll hire her for the murals.” Darko waited for Elena’s answer.

“Hire her for both, she can dance, I’ve seen her dancing around with the other girls here. I feel like shit here, heartburn again. You tell that damn Black Dog, she’s my friend. He breaks her heart or passes her around, I’ll tell Dusty to get him and I’ll cut his balls off. She isn’t a club slut, Darko, I mean it, and Willie couldn’t handle it. You promise me that isn’t going to happen to her.”

“I’ll pass the message to Black Dog; I promise no passing her around. She’s going to need costumes though. Who is out there with you tonight?” Darko knew Elena was ready to have her baby any day now.

“Kima and I will give her some of our costumes. I know she can fit into mine. Tell Willie I said to stop on by. Thorn is staying here tonight. Thank God Thrash finally left. Darko, I don’t want Thrash’s sister, Kat around the bar. I don’t like the girl. Tears punched her out tonight and JJ took her home. She is going to be trouble, mark my words.” Elena was adamant about her opinion of Kat.

“No problem, do we have any dancers hired by the name of Candy?” Darko needed to name Willie.

“Willie wants the name Candy? No, we don’t but I am shocked she didn’t want to be Monet, she is really into her art.” Elena sounded worn out.

“Elena, go lay down or something, you sound really tired and I’ll have Willie dance the back room tonight, all she has is underwear. Call me if you need anything, it’s been quiet out there?” Darko was thinking of the Filthy Fiends MC and how they had been out at night on the farm and it worried him.

“So far it’s been fine here. Is the bar busy? I am lying down, it’s so damn hot and I’m uncomfortable. Who’s the party for?” Elena wondered.

Darko hated talking over the phone but Elena wouldn’t give up until he told her. “Some of Satan’s Attitude MC is up for the weekend. I figured keep ‘em in the back room as much as possible.”

“Shit, make sure they don’t touch Willie. Tell Black Dog to be by her side at all times. It’s a sad day when I trust Black Dog over those women trading bastards. I mean it; Willie doesn’t get touched by anybody. If she went missing, her parents have the money to find her. Bye honey, I need to pee again. Love ya.” Elena hung up.

As Darko went back to tell Willie she was hired if she liked dancing, he wondered what Elena would think about Nefarious trading women from time to time. Most went willingly, figuring they would find an ol man in a new state. He felt a hand on his arm and looked down at Dusty. “Darlin, you gonna be okay dancing for Satan’s Attitude? I got a new dancer at least; she knows Elena, Joy, Kima and even Jo. Do you think you could help her a bit? Elena says she is hands off to anyone but Black Dog.”

Dusty smiled at him and pouted. That was her way of telling him she wanted a kiss. God, he loved this remarkable woman. He grabbed her and kissed her deeply.

“I don’t mind them. They know not to touch me and I’ll make sure they don’t touch the new dancer, what’s her name?” She was teasing him by letting the tip of her pink tongue play with her top lip.

“Her name is Candy and she is over there with Black Dog, she is also an artist. You gonna make me happy tonight?” Darko couldn’t get enough of Dusty.

“Don’t I make you happy every night? The question is, are you going to make me happy?” Dusty loved to tease him. “I need to get a drink first. I’ll be right over to get Candy, meet you in a few.” Her long straight brown hair rippled as she walked away, her ass making his cock hard. He walked toward Black Dog and motioned his SAA away from Willie.

“Elena said to give her a chance, but she swears if you let anyone touch Willie, she’ll have your balls. Chick has rich parents or some shit. She isn’t one of your break em in and pass them around chicks. We want her to paint the murals too. So either keep your cock outta her or make sure she knows the deal. But no other bro’s touches her; those are my orders, Black Dog. If you need to piss, you get somebody watching her. She is friends with the leading ladies in my life and Dusty will be her friend next. Understand me?”

Black Dog nodded and thought about what his president just said. No passing her to his brothers’, who were already eying her up. He wasn’t ready to pass her around anyway and he liked the idea that she wouldn’t know any other cock in this club but his. There was just something different about Willie. He wasn’t calling her Candy either unless she was dancing. She’d always be Willie to him, the name suited her and he had thought she was adorable when she had said my friends call me, Willie. He saw Swiper moving toward her and thought the other SAA could help him watch her tonight. He owed Swiper for cock blocking him with that dancer named Star last weekend.