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happened for us. We ’ ve
got an appointment at some specialist to get us both checked out ”

    “ Fuck
man; hope it all works out for you. ”

    “ Yeah,
me too.”

    As
I glance away from Linc. Tabby stands up, and heads off towards one
of the private rooms. Which are situated on the next floor with
Amber. Giving us both a wink.

    “ See
you old pussy whips, tomorrow. ”

    “ Think
I ’ ll be heading off as well ” Linc grunts as he stands to leave.

    “ Sure
see you tomorrow. I ’ ll just hang
around a little longer, seen as my manager as fucked off ”

    Giving
me a serious look. “ Don ’ t
do anything fucking stupid, ” Linc says,
before heading out.
    Saluting
him with my beer “ No chance of that,
I got nice pussy waiting for me at home ” Well I was hoping she is there waiting for me.

    Chapter 5

    “ See
you later, ” I whisper whilst kissing
Inferno on the cheek as he lies back on the bed.

    “ Not
so fast babe ” he mumbles into my
mouth. Turning my peck on his cheek into a full-blown wet your
pants, come back to bed kiss on the mouth.

    Laughing,
as I pull away. “ I don ’ t
have time, I ’ m meeting Tommy at dad ’ s
this morning.”

    Flinging
the covers back, Inferno, heads for the bathroom. “Spoilsport,
I’ll see you later. I ’ m
off to the clubhouse this morning. I’ll
be taking you to the clubhouse later tonight, to introduce to the
brothers and their old ladies. so wear something sexy.”

    Frowning,
It has only been a couple of weeks since, I returned to Comfort
Springs, and I am unsure, If I am ready to meet the rest of Devils
Comforts members.
    Although
I have been in Inferno’s bed for the last two nights, and yes
it has been great, although I am a little sore. However did I really
want to become involved with everyone and everything associated with
Devils Comforts MC, so quickly. On top of that, there was still the
problem between Trax and myself, which needed to be sorted out.

    “ Do
you have Trax’s number” I enquire, as I make my mind up
to contact him

    “ What
for? ”

    Feeling
slightly irritated by the question, “ Oh
let me see, maybe to ring him? ”

    “ Fuck,
sorry babe, I ’ ll text it to you
later. ”

    It
has been another crap week for Tommy, as he showed up at school with
more fresh bruises on his body. During our weekly meeting on
Wednesday, I had finally managed to talk Tommy into taking the
gardening and odd mans job.

    Tommy
is supposed to be her for 8.30am, and it was now 9.15 am. Perhaps, I
should have arranged to have collected Tommy from his home. However,
he had said he would come, and I had to show my faith in him. Even
after my pep talk to myself, I still kept glancing at the clock and
walking to the back door. Worried for him, thinking the worst had
happened, as he made his way here, or he had changed his mind, about
accepting the job.

    As
I am emptying my cup into the sink, there is a loud know at the
backdoor. As I go to let Tommy in, I smile to myself as the tension
leaves my body. Opening the door, I find a disheveled looking Tommy
and strewn on the path is a bike which had seen better day.

    “ Hi,
have you had breakfast yet? ”

    Looking
at me sheepishly, “ No, I overslept
and did not have time for any.”

    Not
wanting to know why he had overslept, I dropped the matter of his
lack of breakfast.

    “ Come
in, I am just making some toast. Would you like a piece? You are
going to need some fuel, If you are to tackle the garden.” Ten
minutes later he is tucking into poached egg on toast and a glass of
blackcurrant juice.
    While
I show Tommy round the garden, and explain what needs doing, we are
joined by my dad. With one look at Tommy, dad shakes his head in
disgust and takes him under his wind. Soon they begin tackling the
urgent jobs. As I stand back, I listen as they
both discuss their plans for the garden.

    There
is nothing wrong with dad, he is more than capable of doing the jobs
which need doing. However after I