Wednesday, January 5, 2022

After.., Part 6: Meanwhile, across town, and up in the woods alittle ways, another party was getting started.

Cowboy opened the front door of the clubhouse, stepped aside to let in two of the  women; their arms full of groceries/kitchen supplies.  Inside, several other rosy-cheeked women were chatting, laughing as they filled the table with bowels and trays of ... where to begin!  There was lasagna, sausage, cold-cuts, venison - having been brought in by one of the guys - sweet potatoes, FRESH corn, peas, (also from someone's garden) apple pie, brownies, watergate salad, cookies...

While a few of his club-brethren were already eyeing the table, and filling their plates with bologna slices, crackers, and other pre-meal items, cowboy wasn't hungry yet; there was most the night to eat, and so, no hurry.  He filled his mug from the keg, then joined two other guys who were sitting at a nearby table. 

Yep, like the other party - which would go on until the wee hours of sunday morning - there was some business to be discussed.  But unlike the other place, no hurry.  And by the way, cowboy was a member, in good standing, of this particular motorcycle fraternity, and so didn't have to kiss hiney for an invite.

The club building was rather small, and needed some work; the men had also decided on getting together to put up an addition come a certain day in late april, weather permitting.  Sure, the heating system was wanting, the place drafty, and various other issues...still, the former home of Antioc Bible Baptist Church, had been acquired and completely paid for by the Men of the North, Motorcycle Club, Chapter 616.

Later on that evening, cowboy and two or three other members were standing outside, discussing a subject none of them cared to have reach of the ears of their wives/girlfriends.  "Bizarre-baad!" the speaker puffed, then passed the cigarette.  Several days ago, he, the chapter's President,  been made an offer - one which he'd, in no two ways about it, had refused.  Uh-uh!  Running game guns (of course, made illegal, years ago) pimping, loan-sharking, and other such like tax-evading activities were just business as usual.  But stealing kids, and selling them to be...N.O., NO!  Wasn't going to happen, not in his chapter.

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