The night is young,” Richard replied, looking at the cards in his hand. Richard was the oldest of the men gathered around the table at sixty-seven.... “Things will be very distracting in an hour or so.” He continued.“The game is five-card stud gents,” I said, dealing the cards.Everyone at the table was 60 or better, all were senior members of the “outlaw” biker club Rangers. All were guests of mine for a very special night, reserved for the older members of the club. Some were riders and some,. They were joined by another line, in effect enclosing the urinals in a kind of marked off box. The entire area was about 6ft x 8ft. ‘Yes Sir, It sees it, Sir.’ I answered. ‘Clean it. Stay away from the sinks and the urinals.You have one hour.’ he commanded and then left the room. I looked at the floor.It was filthy. There was dirt, dried piss and bl**d stains from my knees, which were still bleeding. How in the name of heaven could I possibly be expected to clean up that mess with just my. Peggy stared silently, her mouth gaping. She knew her sister-in-law had an extremely strong sex drive but she never expected her to go as far as fucking her own son.The thought of it excited her slightly. It was taboo and perverse and as she sat there, listening to Kay, her imagination began to draw vivid images of them coupled in an incestuous heap of lustful gyrations. Unknown to Peggy, her own sex was beginning to warm and lubricate."He is a good looking boy, Kay", she admitted, trying to be. She told them to show everyone else as they came for the new weapons. I loaded a Kel-Tec and 6 extra magazines that I put into a bib-vest rig then I loaded eight magazines for my Glock and put them into the slots on the front of the vest, the pouch on the left side of the magazines had a box of 12 gauge shells the pouch on the right had two boxes of 9MM rounds.RJ handed me a loaded shotgun and pick up one for herself she had a Glock holstered on her hip with two extra magazines in a dual pouch.