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Wolf's Roadhouse. Female writers needed, PM if you put story first.

Eugene "Wolf" McIntyre was a bad boy, the Perfect example of a guy that moms warned their daughters about. Always having a bad attitude for authority, Eugene spent most days in detention in high rather then in class. Fed up with the dead end as High school was just turning out to be, so he decided to quit and live a bikers lifestyle instead. Finally falling in with the local Hells Angels chapter, he went from petty crime to State and federal crimes within a year. The DEA finally caught up to after five hard years, arrested, tried and quick to be convicted, he was sentenced to ten years hard time for drug trafficking.

Getting clean of his addiction was part of Eugene's sentence and he did just that and met all the other requirements as well. He'd joined a group of biker cons in the Pen, good with mechanical things, and learned to build bikes. He and the guys were sitting in the open area for visitors, his brother Eric having just left after dropping off some parts. When he noticed one of the inmates fighting, rather loudly with his girlfriend. All the guys looked over to see a pretty little red head in tight jeans and a black t-shirt, standing there trying to calm the guy down.

Even though it obviously wasn't working, Eugene finally had enough of hearing it and so did his new found friends, they got up and walks over to the guy. He looked up at them and let out a sigh then turned back to the girl "Just go away and don't bother coming back, we're done!" He looked up at Eugene, who stood at 5'8'' 185 pounds of solid muscle, with brown eyes, his shoulder length brown hair pulled back under a skull bandana. Jackson Travers took one look at Wolf's eyes shivered and walked away calling behind him "You can have the bitch! "Eugene turned to the girl and offered her a little smile.

She did the same and started to walk away when he called out to her "Hey...why don't you come sit with us, we don't bite and have to be better company then he was." She turned back, flipping her hair over her shoulder and smiled again, this time he noticed her bright ice blue eyes. He extended his hand and she did as well "I'm Eugene, friends call me Wolf" The young woman nods and with a soft voice that dripped with honey responded "Hi I'm Gina." They went back over to the table and all of them talked for the duration of visitation. Eugene had a feeling he was gonna like this girl who had so much in common with him and his friends. Gina continued to visit the guys, finding parts that Eugene's brother couldn't and after weeks of these visits Eugene had grown to like Gina.

One afternoon as they were all getting ready to go back to their cells and visitation was ending he pulled Gina aside and asked her to come back one day just for him. She gave him a smile and nodded her head then headed off. Eugene would often see Gina without the others and they became even better friends, more then that really. She would come in for ''special'' visits and they wrote each other all the time. The very day he was paroled from prison, he found the bike a custom black Bobber. He'd helped to build and it sat right outside, to his surprise standing right next to it was Gina. Twirling the keys on her finger, He walked over to kiss her deeply, then grabbed the key from her grinning.

Gina walked over to her own bike and smiled at Eugene. She told him to be safe and keep in touch then took off. The map and it lead too 200K in leather saddle bags, that were hidden in a rusted out 65 Dodge. He smiled knowing he was taken care of and headed off. He bought an old roadhouse and he and his brother fixed it up. All the while he kept in touch with Gina, they occasionally met from time to time for a roll in the 'hay' but it was nothing more
 
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Gina stopped her bike in front of the roadhouse. She needed a job bad and hoped that her friend Wolf could help. She stood there for a minute as some guy walked out and looked her up and down. And he definitely looked hard. She stood about 5'4 wearing a black leather jacket over a tight leather halter that squeezed her large breasts together to form a deep cleavage.

The halter barely covered her and showed off the diamond navel ring with a skull to anyone that would look. As his eyes traveled down he swallowed hard taking in the sight of her very tight leather pants that hugged her hips and the rest of her lower half perfectly. He shook his head, apologized and walked away as she removed her helmet letting her waist length red hair fall down, her bangs covering bright ice blue eyes.

She walked into the Tavern and stopped at the Bar.. she quickly saw Wolf and went running up to him and planting a kiss on his lips and then pulling back when something felt off about it. she looked up at him with a smile. "Hey there Wolfie" She winked at him gave him a gentle hug and smiled, pushing her bangs back from her eyes.

"Please tell me you have a job for me still" A man walked up to them and stood next to wolf..... "Is this your 'friend' Bro?" His eyes dragged over her body and he swallowed visibly."I'm Eric, Eugene's brother" Gina looked up at Wolf and then back to the man that had just walked up and into their conversation.

She smiled remembering how Wolf had told her about his brother and that they were running the roadhouse together. Which of course made her think of Wolf's last letter which was in her saddle bag still unread. She had wanted to surprise him by showing up but she was the one surprised. She really should have read that last letter before taking off across two states to get away from Jackson Travers.

She was informed of his release from prison a few days before it was scheduled to happen and that same day had received a letter from him as well saying he was coming home to her. Which of course came as a surprise because it was the first she had heard from him since the day she met Wolf. She quickly packed her things into boxes and threw them into storage. Just as she was getting ready to head out the mailman stopped her with Wolf's last letter, the one in her saddle bags. She took it with a smile and took off.

She had meant to read the letter when she stopped at a rest area but she was to beat to bother. So when she got her strength back and had some coffee she headed back out without another thought of it. She shook her head, returning from her thoughts to the present and extended her hand to Eric... "Hi there..I'm Gina Malone. It's nice to finally meet you Eric, I've heard alot about you from my Wolfie... I mean, Wolf" She gave him a bright smile and stood there for a minute running her fingers through her bangs and letting them fall back over her eyes.
 
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Wolf looked over at Eric and smiled as he saw his little bro's eyes locked on Gina. Since she walked up Eric couldn't take his eyes off her, it wasn't even a look of pig like want. It was a look of finding his mate if you will, where most guys would look at her chest and ass, well stare at them. Eric looked mostly at her face, and those beautiful Ice blue eyes, when he caught his brother looking at him with a "wolfish" grin he walked over and whispered to him.

Not taking his eyes off Gina "Please tell me we are hiring her and that I can have her. My God why didn't you tell me more about her before now?" Wolf let out a laugh and then he nodded at Eric without a word. He knew he couldn't really say Eric could have her, that was something that would have to be discussed between the two. But he had to admit, Gina needed a guy that wasn't going to hurt her and Eric was the perfect guy for the job.

Wolf turns to whisper in Eric's ear with laughter in his voice. ''Be careful what you wish for lil Bro, you just might get more than you can handle. She's my best friend and one hell of a Bartender. Ofcourse Gina's got the job...I fired Pete for dipping into the till. As for you having her? Now that's just going to have to between you and her Eric.'' Seeing Gina Wolf felt a pang of jealousy, they hadn't gotten beyond the occasional night together. Calling out to Gina Wolf walks toward the front entrance. ''You're hired...Hellcat!'' Entering he just heads straight to the bar, stepping behind it reaching for a mug, pouring himself a cold draft.
 
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Gina noticed that Eric had been staring at her the whole time they stood there and when he leaned into Wolf and covered his mouth to whisper to him she had a guess it was regarding her. When he finally turned back, after Wolf laughed then whispered back, she gave him a wink and smiled.

She watched as Wolf walked away from them leaving her and Eric standing there in silence before he yelled back "You're hired....Hellcat" she scrunched her nose and then shook her head with a laugh as the door to the bar closed behind him. She walked closer to Eric offering her hand out. "Why don't you show me around?"

She waited for his response, running her hand threw her long red hair then pushing the bangs from her eyes and using her dark shades to hold them on her head and out of her face. Her bright ice blue eyes sparkling in the sunlight as she let them wander over Eric in detail for the first time.

He really wasn't bad looking at all, He had to be over 6 foot tall and he was built nicely, a real treat for the eyes, of course he wasn't Wolf but then she could never see herself in an actual relationship with him anyway. Not that there was anything wrong with him, but they butt heads way too often about certain things.

Now she just had to figure out how to tell him that Travers was out of prison and most likely looking for her. She knew that at one point Travers had found out that she was visiting Wolf and his pals in prison so she wondered if he would look for Wolf to find her.
 
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Wolf stood behind the counter drinking his draft and watching as Eric showed Gina..HIS Gina around. He knew he really couldn't claim her, but that didn't stop him from wanting to, he did not want to admit it fully. Somewhere between the prison visits and the other visits...he had fallen for her, and fallen hard. He just didn't know if she felt the same about him, when she ran up to him and planted a kiss on his lips, he should have kissed her back but didn't.

He had to much on his mind and the shock of seeing her for the first time in a while had left him stunned. He wrote to her about a week back after he had heard about her ex getting out of the joint, but he never heard anything back, which worried the hell outta him. He was very happy to see her and glad that he knew she was safe, but he wasn't at all happy with the fact that Eric seemed taken with her immediately.

But as the big brother he had to step back and see what happened, so He would wait. He finished his drink just as she was coming down the stairs, alone and heading for the door. His first reaction was to go check on her, instead he bides his time to see what Eric would do.

Hearing someone enter, Sadie the Roadhouse guard Chihuahua ran to the door yapping, Eugene thought who the hell is that?. ''Be right there, don't be afraid of Sadie she's all bark and no bite!'' stretching his back thinking of walking out from behind the bar. Pulling a old faded Wolf's Roadhouse cap from a back pocket of his jeans. Putting it on to adjust the bill down low, just like when he was a little kid.
 
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Al

There was only a few things better than the open road, the roar of a big engine and the wind whipping around you. He couldn't really name them at that moment though. Life in prison was supposed to be hard, but it only took a few fights to ensure his relative easy sailing. Due to the fact that he was quite the model citizen after a rough start, he got paroled earlier than expected. On the outside he had his girl and a few dollars waiting for him.

He emptied his bank account, got his girl from the inpound and headed out. He had spoken with Wolf a day before his parole hearing and he was on his way to the Roadhouse. He stuck to a few miles under the legal limit and drove through towns, he did not want any trouble to catch up with him so close to his new destination.

He drew into the parking lot outside the roadhouse, the big engine rumbling smoothly, he cranked the throttle once and switched off the engine, waiting for the full-throated roar to slowly die down. Kicking out the stand, he leaned the chopper called Suzie, on to the stand and get off.

Wearing boots, blue jeans, a black leather belt, black t-shirt with the Harley logo on it, black Oakleys, black crash helmet, studded black bracer, his watch and a Bowie knife on his right hip, he cut quite the intimidating figure. He pulled off the helmet and stuffed it into one of the saddlebags. Running a hand over his shaved hair, he walked to the door and pushed it open.

He paused, looking around, his gaze taking in the interior and then he removes his sunglasses and train his gaze on Wolf, "If I drove all the way out here for this, I could have stayed in the tjoekie (Afrikaans slang for prison)" his voice had a booming quality to it and his grin was good-natured. "Big bad Wolf! Been looking forward to see your ugly mug again boytjie!"

He walked into the building and held out his huge hand, "Touch my blad brah."
 
After walking away from Wolf with Eric, Gina gave out a soft sigh, she thought about everything that had been going on and was wondering if actually sticking in one place, especially with Wolf was a good idea. She realized that Eric had been talking to her while she was lost in her own thoughts, she turned and gave him a sweet smile. "I'm Sorry Eric, I was so lost in my own thoughts that I didn't even hear you." Eric smiled at her as they continued to walk through the roadhouse.

They stopped in front of a door upstairs and he smiled before opening it and leading her in. He told her that this would be her room and they stood together at the door as she looked over it. She turned to him again and gave him a bright smile then left the room and walked down the stairs. She headed to the front door and pulled a silver case out of her back pocket, She clicked it open and pulled out a Marlboro then fished into her front right pocket for her lighter, she leaned back against the wall, lit the cigarette and stood there, taking in everything.

After a minute or so Eric came out and leaned against the wall next to her, a smile on his lips. She turned her head and offered him a smile in return which made him move closer to her. She gave a soft laugh as he looked into her eyes and took a drag of her cigarette. "what can I do for you Eric?" She could tell he didn't know what to say to her as he continued to look at her. She blew the smoke out, careful not to blow it in his face, then dropped the cigarette at her feet and crushed it with the tip of her boot.

When Eric put his hand on her waist she grabbed it and spun him to the ground like he weighed nothing at all to her. She kept him in that position with her knee in the middle of his back and growled in his ear "Do me a favor, don't touch me unless I ask you to...Got it?" When he nodded his head she got up and rubbed her hands down her jeans, then walked over to her bike and sat on the seat of it.

Outside of Wolf the only thing that calmed her was her bike, she turned and looked towards the spot that she was originally standing to see Eric get up and rub his wrist then walk over to Wolf. She let out a sigh and waited to see how long it would take for Wolf to come over and either attempt to put her in her place, ask her to leave or just ask her not to do it again. Wolf knew everything about her so she was pretty sure that he would explain her reaction to Eric who was now walking towards the door of the roadhouse without a second glance in her direction. She yelled at herself in her head as he slammed the door shut 'Way to go Gina, nice fucking job, you scared off another one.'

She pulled out her cigarette case, grabbed another one and sparked it up. When she looked back towards wolf she noticed someone else standing there with him and figured she would stay right where she was at and wait quietly, taking drags off her cigarette.
 
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Eric couldn't believe Gina would put him in a wrist lock, tossing him to the floor and jam her knee into his back. Just for simply placing his hand on her hip, what the hell?! It wasn't like he was going attack her. Shaking his wrist where she'd wrenched it, casting a glance at Gina ''Yeah...Got it!'' Eric then walks to the exit. Slamming the door heading to the lowered black 67 Chevy pickup, firing up the 427 big block it rumbles wickedly. Dropping it into gear he pulls out into traffic, frustrated he smokes the tires accelerating through the gears. Eric was a pacifist never resorting to violence, so he needed time to cool off and a drive would do him good.

Looking up from behind the bar Wolf shakes his head, seeing Eric storm out and slam the door. But a grin appears over the beer mug he was drinking from, to see and obviously hear a familiar friend. Even with black Oakley shades on and a black crash helmet, Big Al couldn't be mistaken for anyone else on the planet. As was his usual habit of running a hand over his buzz cut, walking in just like he owned the place voice booming out. His gaze taking in the interior, removing his sunglasses to train his gaze on Wolf.

"If I drove all the way out here for this?...I could have stayed in the tjoekie.'' his grin good natured. "Big bad Wolf! Been looking forward to see your ugly mug again boytjie!" Wolf would place his beer on top of the bar, hopping it with agility of a athlete, sauteing up to big Al with a playful punch in the gut. ''I could call your Parole Officer, report you carrying boytjie and you'll wind back up back in the ol' Tjoekie.'' Reaching up to drag Al down into a manly hug, to slap him on the back soundly. ''How have you been Albert? How in the hell did your big ol' ass get out early?''
 
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Al

He was not expecting the hug, as usual Wolf surprised him. He returned it though, giving Wolf's back a solid thump. He grinned at the question, "I'm a model citizen, loved and adored by the warden and guards, even the gangs have...love for me." He chuckled and clapped Wolf on the shoulder. "Nice place yah got here brah. You spent your time outside well." They gravitated towards the bar, Al motioned to the girl standing outside by a bike. "She a friend of your's? She's checking yah out." He gave a sly grin, "And that hog she's standing by, now that is a stunner."

He leaned casually against the counter, he wouldn't admit it out loud, but the girl was a stunner as well. "As to how I'm doing? Now that I'm out, I'm doing much better. No watching my back, I have Suzie and for the first time in a long while I can..." He tapped the hilt of the knife, "Be myself again. How about you Wolf? You doing OK?"
 
The air almost left Wolf's lungs with the solid thump of Al's hand, before he and Al stepped back smiling. ''So...you're going to claim good looks and charm, for this love and adoration society you've garnered?'' Chuckling as he's clapped on the shoulder, a lesser stocky built muscular man would have staggered. Al just didn't know his own strength, but obviously he used his head, by intelligence not butting it into others. "Appreciate it big guy it's coming together, thanks to little Bro Eric managing the books. Sadie was whining up on Al's huge leg tail wagging rapidly. Heading toward the bar gradually his buddy was obviously thirsty.

Glancing to the entrance with a wolfish grin. ''Recall that fucker Tanner giving that girl Gina attitude? I don't put up with shit like that with women. The rest of the crew followed me over, one look at us and he decided to move on.'' Reaching the bar Wolf lifts the step through, stepping through it lets it down. Refilling his beer mug gathering another to fill also, knifing off the foam before sliding one to Al. ''She's the new bartender I hired this morning, threw the last one out for stealing and almost hit her with him.'' Sadie just wouldn't leave ol' Al be. ''Oh that's my guard Chihuahua Sadie, the lil black booger loves attention.''
 
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Gina watched as Eric peeled out of the lot, she shook her head at the sound and gave a soft little laugh. As she leaned against her baby she leaned her head back and closed her eyes. God the heat and the sun beating on her wasn't something she was entirely used to but if she was going to stay here she would have to get used to the Texas heat. She took the final drag from her cigarette and let the smoke furl from her nose while she flicked the butt and slowly dragged her hand down her neck and over her leather encased chest, wiping away the thin layer of sweat that glistened on her skin.

She cracked her neck and grabbed a thin red halter top from one of her saddle bags. Without even a thought she unzipped the leather halter and pulled it off, giving anyone within viewing distance one hell of a look at her barely black lace bra covered chest, she dropped the leather top onto the seat of her hog and slipped the red halter over her head. She grabbed the leather top and shoved it back into her bag, then clicked the lock shut and pushed her tight round bottom off the bike and headed inside. She tilted her head a little as she glanced over the man standing with Wolf, he looked familiar but she couldn't quite place him.

She shrugged her shoulders and walked over to the bar, hoisting herself up onto the top of it and crossing one long leg over the other and leaning back resting on her arm. "Hey Wolfie, how about a drink for your favorite 'Hellcat'. I need something to cool off" She gave him a wink and looked to the other man with a smile "I'm Gina...and you are?"
 
Al

He took a sip of the cold beer...man...much too long. Then he looked down at the little dog, "Well you're a big one hey?" He leaned down and plucked up the little dog, his voice changing, making him sound like a man half his size, "Oe jitte, groot honne. Oulike groot honne, oeeee jinne." As he spoke, he scratched Sadie, not hard, not lightly, but with just the right amount of pressure to let Sadie sigh with pleasure, his attention focused on that special spot just before the tail, making Sadie look into space with a lost look.

Al chuckled, "Well your little bugger sure knows quality attention." He kept scratching Sadie when the redhead he had pointed out earlier came sauntering in. Up close he recognized her, she had always hung out with Wolf in the tjoekie, he had seen her a few times, but they had never spoke. As she levered herself up on to the bar, Al couldn't help but notice her figure, damn she was fine indeed. Sadie squirmed a little and he placed the dog down on the ground.

He nodded at her introduction, "Name's Al, but people just love to call me Big Al for some strange reason." He stuck out a hand, "Good to meet you."
 
Wolf grins with a lighthearted chuckle, the way Al affectionately talks to Sadie. The little dog just at up the attention, she'd quickly accepted this strange sounding human. Wolf's attention was instantly taken by Gina, she'd obviously changed her top. The fabric allows her breasts a bit more freedom, giggling just the right amount with each step. Damn that woman can move like a cat, even the tilt of her pretty redhead was catlike.

The curious gleam in her eyes revealed Gina couldn't quite place who Al was. Wolf was so focused on his beautiful friend, not even missing a shrug of lightly muscular shoulders. The way she hops up onto the top of the bar, crossing those long shapely tight jean clad legs. Adding to the already alluring sight, was the fact she provocatively leans back on an arm. Snapped out of his hungry eyed observation of Gina, by a question that used her cute little embarrassing nickname for him. But it was only fair, especially after he used his firey nickname for her.

''Huh?'' Attempting to refocus on not appearing to be dumbstruck. ''Oh yeah ... one Rough Sex On The Beach.'' Grinning wolfishly at Gina before going about mixing her drink. The drink prepared to perfection is slide her way. Only to stop just out of reach, intentionally done to cause the busty redhead to lean forward. ''Ol' Albert here ... he was one of the crew. Remember big Boytjie ... we put the fear of an ass whoopin, in that fucker Travers mind?''
 
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Gina smiled as Wolf made her drink after a very unconvincing attempt at refocusing his thoughts. She had a feeling she knew what he was thinking and didn't mind it at all. When he finished mixing up her drink and slid it over the bar, only to have it stop out of her reach she looked at him with a raised brow and then gave him a smile and a wink. "don't you go thinking that I don't know you did that on purpose or why you did it Wolfie. You are so bad!"

With that said she leaned her body forward over the bar, her red halter dipping down to give him a perfect look at what lie beneath it. She slowly rolled her body back up to a sitting position as she raised the glass to her full red lips, taking a long slow pull from the drink with a soft moan of delight. She turned to her attention to Al and offered him a smile.

"well now, don't you have a way with the animals? I have to say that was almost the cutest thing I have ever seen" She gave him a wink, set her glass down and leaned forward to pick up the now whining guard dog and set her on the bar. Instantly Sadie put her head on Gina's thigh and was out like a light. "Us girls stick together ya know" She leaned back on her arm, grabbed her drink and took another of those long slow pulls, not even realizing that she gave another soft moan.
 
Al

He chuckled, "Well yeah, coming from a farming community does learn you a way with animals." He cocked his head, not really looking towards her, but not avoiding her either, "All kinds of animals." Then a thought came to him, "You know that Travers is out right? He didn't do too well inside. Think I'd like to stick around if he does come around looking for trouble." Al grinned and ran his thumb and forefinger over his chin, "I'm sure that he can remember me and I can remember him. And out here there is no prison guards to watch over us. Only God Hiself and the pigs and I don't fear no pig."

He ran a finger over Sadie's back and smiled at the little dog, then he took a pull on his beer, practically finishing half of it in two gulps. "You got a space for me Wolf? I'd be more than willing to earn my keep."
 
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Wolf couldn't help but grin when Gina raised a brow, smiling with a wink it just got to him. ''Oh I absolutely did that on purpose, got exactly what I was going for too Darlin.'' Grinning as she gave him an eyeful alright, as she sat back up with Sadie snuggling up with her. Only being a self taught bartender he can mix a mean drink, when Gina moans at the taste of it he was satisfied. Hearing Albert ask if he knew Travers was out, Wolf frowns crossing his arms to look Gina's way.

''Yeah Albert...you sure can stick around with that asshole out, I really could use a bouncer about now.'' Walking over to Gina Wolf leans his elbows on the bar, when he was going ask about Travers Eric drives up. The big block rumble of Eric 67 Chevy was heard as he pulls into the lot. Gathering the bags of Bubba Lee Wong's Chinese takeout he got out of the pickup. The key fob held between his teeth, using a hip to shut the the door arming the alarm.

Stepping to the Roadhouse door, turning to back through it, once inside he turned only his eyes visible over the bags. Seeing Gina in a lipstick red halter, leaned back atop the bar, in way that could put Pinup girls to shame. His eyes about bugged out of his head, jaw going slack the key fob clatters falls to the floor. Sadie sits bolt upright jumping to the floor, the key fob her intended prey, Eric barely gets his boot on just in the nick of time. ''Travers...who the hell is Travers? This doesn't sound good, not very good at all Bro.''
 
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Gina smiled at Wolf as he walked over and crossed his arms beside her, she leaned in and kissed his cheek "I'm safe, I'm with you"

She looked at the door noticing that Eric had come back in and bearing the gift of food as well. She couldn't help but laugh at the fact that he was standing at the door with his jaw dropped and his eyes practically bugged out of his head. She laughed even more when sadie launched her self in the direction of the fallen key fob only to be deterred by the boot that was barely able to cover it in time.

She leaned forward now, resting her elbows on her knees and then her chin in her hands. She let out a sigh which caused her breasts to heave and her halter to dip lower. "Travers is my ex. He is my problem to deal with, not yours. And I am sure you all know that I can take care of myself."

Gina gave a sweet smile then leaned back and switched her legs around, this time crossing the right over the left before grabbing her glass and draining the last of her drink with one final long pull on it. "So, what's in the bags?"
 
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Al

He watched as Sadie did a Superdog impression off of the counter, seemed like she had a bit more than Chihuahua in her ancestral tree. He shook his head and leaned against the counter as he watched the new-comer, who like any warm-blooded male, gazed at Gina's ample bosom. Gina stated that she was with Wolf and safe, but could also handle herself. At her question, Al took it that this was Wolf's brother.

Al gave a small grunt, "Travers brings trouble with him, you can handle Travers I will just make sure that it is only you two." Al grinned and finished his beer, placing the glass down he turned to the new arrival, sticking out his hand. "Handle's Al, you must be Eric, Wolf's brother?"
 
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Wolf cracks a smile as Gina kisses his bearded cheek, as she said ''I'm safe, I'm with you.'' That was enough for him. ''Alright Babe, just would have liked a heads up, that's all.'' Placing a soft kiss upon her lips, tasting of the drink he'd mixed for her earlier. They watch Eric enter loaded down with bags of Bubba Lee's, Gina's laughter at Sadie was infectious. Shaking his head Wolf chuckles along with her, Eric and Sadie were a regular comic duo.

Eric bent down to retrieve the key fob, managing not to drop anything was miraculous. The ''Watchdog'' had her little nose in the air, her tail wagging a mile a minute. Eric gulps at the sight of Gina's ''endowments'', but after his first mistake he's listening, he is listening well. ''Uhh...It's a welcome dinner for you Gina and Al joining the family, so to speak.'' He walks to a table near the bar, placing the bags on the table Eric began to unpack everything.

''Nice to finally meet you in person big guy. Come and get it while it's hot everyone...it's not going to just jump into your mouth.'' Gina gives Albert one of her winning smiles, in response to the big mans statement. Eric takes Al's large ham sized hand firmly shaking it, but not being one to get into a macho grip contest. Double checking the sales receipt, making certain he'd received what he ordered. Looking down at Sadie standing up on his leg whining he laughs. ''Yeah Sadie, I got your sweet N sour chicken too.''
 
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Gina slipped down from the bar and headed over to the table the peeked into the bag, Seeing whar she wanted she grabbed an egg roll and walked to another table pulled out a chair and kicked her feet up. She let her bangs fall back over her eyes and watched quitely as the 3 men interacted. Every once in a while she took a bite of the egg roll until it was finished.

She watched with a soft laugh as Eric put a plate on floor with chicken for Sadie. She found it funny how the little dog was catered to. As the men stood there talking and eating she let her thoughts wander to what was in the unopened letter from Wolf as well as the looks that he kept giving her. She was used to him staring and acting...well....wolf like around her, but something was different in them now. She made a note to ask him later then got up from the table and headed outside to her bike, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she walked past the 3 men.


"I'll be outside, I need a cigarette"
 
Al

"Ha! Welcome to the family he says. Well then I say that it is good to be here." Al stalked the hapless take-away bag and looked inside after Gina had taken her meal and casually devoured it. And as he took a whiff, he smelled Kung Po Chicken. It had been his favorite before going into the pen and it was his favorite still.

Pulling out the rice container as well as the Kung Po box, he served himself a healthy portion and took a seat. He watched as Gina left and started to fork some of the chicken and rice into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully as he watched Gina, then he looked at the two brothers.

"Bubba Lee Wong sure got the recipe right...or I have been in the tjoekie too long." He gave a grin and went on eating
 
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