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Standing with my head pressing against the wall as perfectly tempered water ran through my hair and down my body, running my fingers through my hair catching my fingers on knots in my hair.

I heard the shower curtain rustle and snapped to action ripping open the curtain and grabbing the person on the other side by their throat.

Seeing a beautiful blonde woman in her early twenties I didn't release my grip but eases it slightly, as I looked her over finding that she was in frilly sexy underwear.

"Don't ever sneak into a guy's shower after he just got out of prison." I told the woman who looked like Winter Ave Zoli before grabbing hold of her bra with my free hand and pulling her into the shower with me finally letting go of her neck.

"S-sorry…I should have knocked. The old lady told me to be careful…but I didn't listen." Layla said softly as her eyes started to clear up and I pressed her against the shower wall.

"You should always knock and wait for a member to tell you to come in before entering a member's room." I told her as I moved my hands to unhook her bra, leaning in to kiss along her neck letting the bra fall to the floor.

"I'll remember that for next time." She gasped softly while I took one of her nipples in between my lips while my other hand slid down her tight toned body and into her panties.

Running my fingers along her tight lower lips feeling her warm wetness against my fingers.

"You don't have to fake it for me." I told her as I her soft breathy moans filled my ears as I kissed my way down her body ending up kneeling in front of her pulling her panties down throwing them out of the shower along with her bra

"I'm not…my videos are fake, I'm enjoying this." She gasped out as I placed a kiss against her thinly trimmed bush.

"You had anyone in here…anybody cum inside here today?" I asked her not that I had to worry about stds but I wasn't willing to eat out another guy's jizz.

"No, I'm clean." She moaned softly as I slid my finger inside of her.

Pressing my lips against her clit tentatively licking her before turning my tongue in soft slow circles, while curling my finger that was stroking her silken walls.

"Oh oh yes mmm." Lyla moaned and it sounded real to me especially with the way her body was reacting.

Enjoying the way her hands threaded through my hair and she started grinding herself against me while holding my face tightly against her.

Moving from her clit working my tongue and finger in tandem together while my free hand slid up and down her toned stomach sometimes grabbing and massaging her breasts.

I felt her trembling all over as her grinding became more desperate and eratic as her grabbed my hand and used it to apply pressure to her abdomen, as she coated my tongue and my two fingers with her girl cum as her knee trembled and started to give way.

"Was that fake?" I asked teasingly as I trailed my way upwards towering over her once more as I slid my hands down to her ass and picked her up lining her entrance up with the tip of my cock.

"Mmm, it was very real." Moaned Lyla as I slowly pushed into her warm wet tight cunt.

"Be sure to tell that old lady how good I'am at eating pussy in explicit detail." I told Lyla before starting to bounce her up and down on my cock as she struggled to hold onto me.

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"You can spend the night here if you don't have to be anywhere." I said to Lyla while finishing off with a firm smack to her ass that made her moan but she was mostly out of it after the four hour fuck a thon that left her pussy and asshole gaping while oozing cum.

"M-my s-son I should get home." She moaned/groaned as I slowly pushed myself back into her abused cunt.

"I was pretending to be considerate before you'll be keeping me company until I'm done with you." I whispered softly into her ear before slowly starting to slide in and out of her while she laid face down on the bed.

"YEassss!" Lyla moaned again as she came for probably the 17th time since we started.

Seeing that the sun was starting to rise and the clock read 4:15 am, I decided to give Lyla's body a break hearing her sigh in both relief and satisfaction, as I got out of bed grabbing my Kabar knife from my dresser drawer and walking into the bathroom.

'Haa, I'm gonna miss these luscious locks.' I mentally sighed to myself as I grabbed a fistful of my beard hair and cut it off just below my fist, the knife cutting through the hair like it was never even there.

"Gonna have to thank Gemma properly for the welcome home gift, and for not interrupting my fun time to make me fix her window." I muttered to myself as every swipe of my knife revealed more and more of my face getting my beard down to a neat look, before starting in on my hair.

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"How'd it go with Vince?" Clay asked Gemma while looking her over to see if she had some more fun with him, finding that she didn't, made Clay unconsciously release the tension in his body that he didn't even know about.

"I told him about that piece of shit and his blackmail…but you know how Vince is, he doesn't let threats go he'll hunt down the blackmail and that bastard, and before he kills him he'll torture him then he'll make sure he destroys everything he has, on us and the club." Gemma said as she worriedly rested her head against Clay's shoulder as she couldn't quite place it but something seemed off about Vincent more than him going through some existential crisis and wanting to go Nomad.

"What about him going Nomad?" Clay asked as he let the vulnerability he felt show through his voice to his wife.

"I didn't bring it up with him…but…maybe it'd be for the best he needs time to adapt to life on the outside again, and just because he goes Nomad doesn't mean he won't be here for us when we need him…I think it would be best for us and the club to support him, and it would give him the anonymity he needs to hunt down that piece of shit." Gemma said with some caution as during her time with Vince in his apartment she got a feel for his mental health on a level deeper than in the car especially when she brought up Melissa.

"And if he got heat on him it'd give us plausible denyability with the Wetbacks that Kallen is running with now." Clay said as he leaned his head against Gemma's while feeling the weight of his crown…or rather cut more so now than he has in awhile.

"Bring it up at Church tomorrow, feel him out he may have changed his mind by then." Gemma said as she snuggled into Clay's chest while feeling incredibly vulnerable which is something she isn't used to feeling often.

"Haa, when does that kid ever change his mind?" Clay asked, sighing with a bit of amusement lacing his voice.

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The clock in the bathroom read 6:00 when I finally finished cutting my hair climbing into the shower washing away the smell of pussy, cum, and sweat. Before lathering up with soap washing the stink off of my body making myself feel clean only to hear a shy knock on the bathroom door.

"Mind if I take a shower? I really need to get home to my son." Lyla asked me from the doorway.

"Sure there's plenty of room." I replied to Lyla who stumbled with a bowlegged gate into the shower only for me to grab her by the hips and turn her around so she was facing the wall.

"Please I'm sore, all over I can hardly feel my lower body." Lyla whimpered and I smirked as I started rubbing my hard cock between her thighs.

"Do you have a ride home?" I asked her while taking a hand off of her hip and grabbed the body wash bottle squirting a large amount on her back tucking the bottle under my armpit before rubbing the soap along her back and shoulders.

"Nnn, I rode with one of the girls. I'll wake her up to take me back." Lyla moaned and whimpered softly as she started rubbing back against me.

"I doubt any of them are going to be in any shape to drive you this early…the party only ended a few hours ago. I'll take you home or call you a cab if you aren't comfortable with that." I told her softly before pulling back and sliding back into her abused cunt.

"Fuck." Lyla moaned as I slowly started pumping in and out of her pussy, while running my hands along her body soaping her up.

"How old is your son?" I asked Lyla as I cupped her firm and full feeling breasts.

"Tw-twoo." Lyla moaned and started moving her hips more vigorously as I kept a nice smooth slow pace as I fucked her pussy for the last time.

"Yeah, kids are cute at that age…you know as he gets older he's going to start learning about you and your career path, he'll never be able to trust his friends because all of them will want to bang you even more than they usually want to bang their friend's hot sexy mom…but you them boys will probably say and do all sorts of horrible shit to your son." I told her calmly while feeling her inner walls clench and spasm around my cock as she started to cum and I decided to join, giving a few quick powerful thrusts pushing myself over the edge.

"AAHHH FUCK ! ! !" Layla moaned as she started having a squirting orgasm.

'Did hearing how bad her son might have it heighten her pleasure?' I wondered to myself while slowly pulling out of her pussy and starting to soap myself up again as Lyla slowly slid to the floor with a spasming/trembling body.

Washing the soap off of my body and the shampoo from my hair I looked down to see Lyla was still trembling on the floor, her eyes partially rolled back up into her head as my cum oozed out of her dripping onto the floor.

'If I had a hentai system it'd probably be tellin me right now that mind break achieved plus 1,000 hentai points.' I thought to myself in amusement as I started jostling Lyla out of her Cloud 9 state.

"Come on, pornstar snap out of it." I said as I was running out of patience causing me to start lightly smacking the cheeks of her face to help her pull out of her haze.

"Hmm?" Hummingly moaned Lyla as I got her back down to earth.

"Get yourself cleaned up." I told her turning the water down to cold making her make a squeaky squealing noise as I got out of the shower and grabbed a towel hearing a whispered fucking asshole.

"Haha." I laughed while exiting the bathroom and drying off throwing my towel onto a leather padded chair, before moving to grab out some new clothes.

Pulling my cut on walking back into the bathroom, hanging up my towel, walking back into the main part of my room looking over the cupboards finding some fresher foods.

Making a quick peanut butter sandwich while grabbing a beer out of the fridge to wash it down with, finding it was some off brand swill instead of a mainstream beer.

Taking a sip of it, finding it tasted like Budweiser I didn't mind so much that it was a brand I didn't recognize.

Just as I finished off my sandwich and beer Lyla walked into the room on unsteady feet using anything she could to support herself.

"Do you have clothes anywhere around here?" I asked her and she shook her head no before answering.

"I only wore those here…Luann told us all to dress sexy and not wear anything extra." Lyla replied to me while pulling the towel a little tighter around her.

Getting up from the chair going over to the wardrobe pulling out a sweatshirt and a pair of small sweatpants that belonged to my predecessor's ex Melissa.

"Here." I told Lyla, handing her my sweat shirt and Melissa's sweats.

"Thanks for the clothes." Lyla replied to me dropping her towel showing off her sexy body making me want to use her for a couple more hours before pulling the sweats on sexily and slowly.

"Come on, let's get you home to your son." I said to her while offering her my arm since it was obvious she was struggling just to stay on her feet.

"Thank you." Lyla said softly as she used me to hold herself steady while walking alongside me walking through the clubhouse stepping over bodies of passed out brother's, crow eaters, pornstar and the occasional puddles of puke and piss.

Exiting the clubhouse leading Lyla over to the van the club used for pretty much every illegal activity they could.

Opening the door to said van that is a black Chevy Express, once the door was open for her Lyla climbed inside, shutting the door for her, walking around to the driver's side getting in feeling a bit thankful that the keys were kept in the ignition.

…20 minutes later we pulled up in front of the apartment building she lives in.

"Umm…so I really enjoyed last night and this morning, I was wondering if I could get your number." Lyla said to me without a hint of shyness.

"Look, I had fun with you but I'm not interested in starting anything with a girl that gets fucked on camera for a living." I told her simply and to the point without being outright mean or combative while pulling out my wallet and offering her the 1,700 dollars I have.

"What's this for?" Lyla asked while her voice carried a hint of sadness but acceptance.

"In case you end up needing an abortion, and some extra money to pay your sitter for last night. Now if you wouldn't mind I have some places to be." I told her while reaching over and pulling the lever opening the door.

"Right, Thanks for the ride and abortion money!* Lyla snapped and moved to get out of the van nearly falling but catching herself with the door.

"You know what? Fuck you asshole!" Lyla said to me as she threw my money back at me and slammed the door shut while hobbling her way up the sidewalk path to her apartment building making me shrug and drive away not feeling anything over seeing her starting to cry as she cursed at me and threw my money at me.

"Heh, no sweat off my back, professional cock jockey. I'll just have to ask Gemma to have Luann keep an eye out, if she does get pregnant and doesn't get rid of it I'll have to take steps." I muttered to myself as I leaned over and started picking up the money from the floor putting it back in my wallet.

'You really gonna kill her and your unborn child if she refuses to abort?' I mentally asked myself and shook my own head no.

'Nope but I won't let my kid grow up in that environment either, with a mother that's basically no better than a prostitute other than the fact the whole world gets to see her fucked on video.' I thought to myself while massaging my right temple as I started driving to the McDonald's we passed on the way here.

Pulling into the drive-thru behind twenty other cars, feeling the urge to bang my head against the steering wheel.

"Come on already." I growled as I honked the horn at the woman in front of me in line who'd already ordered and could pull forward was just sitting there texting on her cellphone.

'That's another thing that's weird about this universe is some tech is a lot further along than it should be…even some of the cars I've seen like Gemma's Cadillac shouldn't come out until 08-09 yet they're already out.' I thought to myself feeling like the timeline was a bit fucked up compared to my old world.

"Finally!" I sighed as she pulled forward while flipping me off over her shoulder.

"Right back at you THOT!" I said as I pulled up to the menu and order area.

"I'm sorry sir, what was that?" A young feminine sounding voice asked me.

"Ahh, nothing. I need twenty steak egg and cheese bagel sandwiches, twenty sausage egg Mcgriddles with cheese, twenty egg McMuffins, and sixty hash browns along with twenty assorted large beverages." I told the person taking my order who repeated the order back to me and actually had it right.

"Okay sir your total is $427.96, please pull forward to the first window to pay for your order, then pull up to the parking lane on the side of the building and we'll bring your order out to you as soon as it's done." The person that sounded like a young woman told me.

"Thank you." I offered her my gratitude and pulled forward finding that it was a young woman of 16 or 18 and she was pretty cute too.

About twenty minutes later the same young woman that rang me out at the first window, pushed a plastic cart outside with bags of food and drink carriers piled on it making me get out of the van and open the back doors.

"Thank you miss." I said to her as she started helping me set the food in the back of the van.

"You're welcome but my name is Bella…I mean Isabella, but you can call me Bella." She said as she flushed slightly and became a bit shy.

"I'm Vince, you can call me Vince." I teased lightly with a smile on my face.

"Hi Vince, is all of this for you?" She asked me while swaying her hips slowly from side to side while looking at me.

"Nah, had a welcome home party last night…things got a little wild this is for everyone when they wake up." I replied to her finding her antics a bit cute it didn't help that she looked like Bella Thorne.

"Cool, you look like a steak and bagel guy so I put a couple in this bag for you along with a couple of hash browns, and I figured you'd like sprite so here…my phone number is in the bag on the receipt." She told me before running back into the restaurant stopping at the door to send a little nervous wave.

'I'd hit that.' I thought to myself as I I held the bag and the large soft drink cup in my hand while kicking the back door shut before climbing back into the driver's seat setting my bag of food on the seat the drink in the cup holder before digging through the bag for the receipt, finding it reading over Bella's phone number before tucking it away in my one of the little pockets of my wallet.

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Getting back to the garage and Clubhouse finding Gemma busying herself cleaning up and kicking those who were asleep on the floor awake as I carried in bags of McDonald's having eaten on the drive back.

"Morning Gemma." I greeted while walking over giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Good morning Vince, did you like your present?" Gemma asked me with a little smirk playing on her lips.

"Ehh, she got the job done…have Luann keep an eye out for me though I cummed inside of her over a dozen times and she refused the money I tried giving her for an abortion if she does end up pregnant." I told Gemma who smacked me across the face, and shook her head disappointedly.

"I'll ask Luann, but you should have wrapped your dick or made her swallow." Gemma told me while angrily going back to cleaning the floor.

"You're right I should have." I nodded but grabbed her by the shoulder.

"Don't hit me again I let it happen this time, I won't next time I'm not a little kid for you to mother anymore Gemma." I told the woman who's whole body tensed as I leaned in and spoke softly in her ear.

"Anyways good morning." I said again giving her another kiss on the cheek before going around and waking everyone up.

"Come on assholes get up we need to meet at church." I said as I went into the apartments flipping beds over pushing people off of the couches in the main area of the clubhouse until the everyone with a vote was up and moving around.

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'Fuck, Clay hasn't gotten me this wet in years.' Gemma thought to herself as her panties became soaked as Vince spike softly in her ear in a way that revved her up to no end.

Before she went back to cleaning.

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An hour later everyone including the recent patched in Juan Carlos or rather Juice Ortiz, were sitting around the reaper table.

"Alright so, what's this about Vince?" Clay asked while rubbing the sleep from his eyes while most everyone else was nursing hangovers and eating the McDonald's.

"One issue is that you guys managed to get on the radar of some hot shot Assistant District Attorney for the state of California who, visited me in Lompoc and tired getting me to flip on the club because of this little guy here." I said smacking my hand down on Juice's shoulder as he sat next to me.

Everyone one at the table made a questioning sound.

"What are you talking about?" Juice asked me looking shocked and ready to throw down.

"Easy there kiddo, let me explain…he came at me with some bullshit about the club accepting Negros now after my sacrifice, he told me your pops was black. Personally I don't care, and you look more white than even Hispanic if I'm being honest but I figured it was best to bring this before the club now before this is used in the future to try and blackmail or make Juice here feel unsafe in his own club." I told everyone before patting Juice on the shoulder who looked at me with his mouth hanging open while I looked around at everybody.

"For all we know this is bullshit, just sowm worthless government stuge trying to fracture the club." Bobby Munson said making everyone nod.

"Juicy, what does your paperwork say?" Chibs asked the guy that seemed like he was about to have a panic attack.

"It, it says I'm Hispanic..I never even met my dad." Juice said as he started to grow more twitchy and panicked while looking around at everybody.

"Aye, than that's what you are half of us here don't even know who our father's are." Chibs joked while walking over patting Juice on the back reassuringly.

"And the other half of us that does wishes we didn't." I joked getting a laugh out of everyone.

"So what did he try to get out of you?" Clay asked me the matter of Juices supposed birth father put to rest.

"Tried getting me to give him anything that could allow him to come after the club with RICO, the guy's a total douchebag even ride a Triumph to make himself feel cool." I told the club getting a chuckle out of most but Clay cupped his hands together while resting his elbows on the table.

"This is concerning, but nothing we can't handle, we'll deal with it as it comes to us from now on I want everyone using burners for everything, change them out after two weeks or if things get bloody." Clay said making all of us nod in acceptance.

"The next order of business, it's been brought to me that one of our brother's who recently just came home, would like to go Nomad. Is that still what you want Vincent?" Clay asked me and I nodded while everyone at the table let out shocked exclamations.

Jax and Opie looked at me like I'd stabbed them in the back which made me feel like shit.

"Vince, man…why?" Jax asked for himself and Opie.

"Jax, Op…you guys wouldn't understand, I spent most of my life in prison at this point…there's a lot out there I want to see and do, I love this club, I love you guys you're my family but I need to do this for me, I'm not going to be gone forever and I'll visit or stay regularly, but I can't spend all my time here it'll be like being in prison again just with a different view." I told them all and felt Chibs grab my shoulder in reassurance.

"You heard it from him so let's put it to a vote, all in favor of Vincent Keller going Nomad say Aye all those against say Nay." Clay said while Chibs walked back over to his chair taking his seat across from me.

"Aye." Tig said while giving me a thumbs up.

"Nay, I understand you went through a lot of shit for us for the club but we just got you back and we need you here." Bobby voted and told me which I nodded on response to showing him that there wasn't any bad blood between us after all the man was an uncle to me.

"You sure this is what you want brother?" Chibs asked me his Scottish accent coming through.

"It is Chibs." I replied back to the man.

"I don't like this choice but it's your's to make brother, so aye." Chibs said to me while a sad look shined in his eyes while meeting my gaze.

"Thank you, Chibs." I replied back to the man who nodded and started eating a Mcgriddle.

"Aye." Happ voted while nodding to me which I nodded back to him in thanks.

Opie looked at me for a long minute.

"Aye." Opie said finally before nodding to me regretfully.

"You should have taken your time before coming to this decision son, but you'll always be a part of this club whether you wear a Nomad patch or not, my vote is aye." Piney Winston said making me feel that as long as he was here I'd have a man in my corner even if he couldn't hardly move around with needing his oxygen tank.

Next up was Juice.

"When I joined the club Jax told me that the Club becomes your family your number one priority, blood home all of it takes a back seat to the club and your brothers. I've heard stories about you since day one, I'd like to get to know my brother…and I can't say I understand what you've gone through, but if my brother thinks it's best for himself to go Nomad than who am I to stop him, I vote aye." Juice said to me while turning to look me in the eyes and I nodded to him.

"I look forward to getting to know you too Juice." I said to the guy before we mutually pulled each other into a bro hug while sitting which felt awkward as fuck.

'Fuck man, this sure is taking a long ass time.' I thought to myself while realizing it's my turn to vote as everyone looked at me.

"I know before I went in a I was the minister of diplomacy, my position in the club is an important one and it's about time my position was filled by someone up on the current events allies enemies and all that, you all know my vote but I'll say it anyways Aye I approve my request to go Nomad." I said to everyone who nodded even though I could tell most didn't agree.

Next was Kyle the guy that would cause Opie to get sent to prison for ditching him like a little bitch.

"I vote Aye." Kyle said as him and my predecessor never had a good relationship.

"Brother, I don't want to see you wearing anything but a Redwood patch, and I want you here with us but this is what you want, my vote is a yes." Jax said though he looked pretty down while saying it.

"I can already tell you're sure son, so you have my vote. Ten yae one nay, transfer approved." Clay said to me while hitting the gaval against the table and taking a Nomad patch from his pocket.

"I already talked to Quin last night after Gemma brought this up to me after bringing you home son." Clay continued while standing up along with everyone else walking over to me and pulling me into a hug.

"Here, when you're ready give Jax or me you're other patches." Clay said while kissing my cheeks before handing me the Nomad patch.

"Thank you Clay." I said to the man before Jax came over and gave me a hug that made my ribs creek followed by Opie.

'God I'm so sick of dudes hugging me.' I thought to myself as I sat on a bar stool grabbing out another steak, cheese bagel breakfast sandwich and a hash brown.

Gemma walked over and hugged me tightly.

"I'm going to worry about you all the time baby so make sure you come home and call often, okay?" Gemma said to me while holding me tight.

"Now, would you like me to do your patches for you? I know how…easily you get frustrated with sewing" Gemma asked with a bit of amusement in her voice since she helped my predecessor stich his other patches on his cut too.

"Nah, I can handle it…but thank you for the offer." I told her as she released me from the right hug and wiped away the wetness at her eyes.

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