Dont you dare, youre in enough trouble as it is. She gave a fake pouty face. You know, I used to think you were cute, but now youre just being annoyin.... Besides, what are you going to do? She blew me a kiss, smacked her ass and walked in. I quickly followed her, thinking it might lead to the basement or something. It was your standard janitors closet, about the size of a small half bathroom full of buckets, mops, various cleaning liquids and some basic tools. Boo! She jumped out of one of the. When I got out I left with a MBA from UC Berkley. The business of most bike clubs is mostly illegal, however it does not have to be, so I got Hell's Angels to diversify, we opened bars, mostly biker bars and strip joints but they are all legal. No more drugs or Prostitution, it keeps the man away from us. In the last ten years less than 10% of our membership has spent time in jail compared to 60% of our older membership for the previous ten years. We do not need the violence. It is just bad for. Savita was hustling in the kitchen not knowing Karan had finished his call and now was watching her cool and effortlessly. Her body was glistening with sweat and he could see the leggings stick to her legs much tighter now.She was chopping the onions and chillies when she muttered under her breath, “I can’t believe I am doing this.”“But I can”, a voice spoke from her back. She spun around grabbing a knife and stood like she is ready to cut anyone to thousands of pieces who dares to attack. Yes. Jenni's son, Duncan. Will do. Kisses!"The whole conversation had been behind a dressing screen. "That was my husband, he's in Saudi working on another damn contract. Let me just call your mom fast. Be quiet, k?"I waited where I was, hearing her rustle around with things behind the screen."Hey Jenibabe... It's Patty. Can I borrow your son for some other stuff? Roger's out of town and there's a problem with my plumbing. Really? Oh you are so great. And of course I am going to pay him.