Honey Stone

In-coming

Months  passed and nothing else happened, school returned to its boring monotony of endless days and the whole student body gave her a wide berth. Brett never returned to school and Honey didn't ask what had happened to him. That unpleasantness seemed to almost be at an end. The school attention had turned to the dance that was fast approaching and Honey was thankfully forgotten about. She was a shadow once more but this time it was her own doing and her own terms.

Buzz was a great comfort to her and she felt like she belonged at last. The club surrounded her and welcomed her and she was a familiar face, accepted by all members. Honeys wardrobe had expended thanks to Viola and she had firm friends, even Roxy.

At home things were better too. To combat Honey's initial reluctance to use the shower, Nash had joined her, several times actually, growling something about giving them something to look at even if it was his naked ass. In fact, Nash had taken it all very seriously and made sure to show his naked ass as much as possible. He'd had Honey all over the house: over the back of the couch, on the dining table, on the kitchen worktops even over the coffee table. Soon Honey was confident with her body again and strutted round naked, teasing him at every opportunity.

Viola had taken Honey Prom dress shopping and together they had found what Viola had described as the perfect dress but Honey was sure it was going to get her expelled if the conservative faculty had anything to do with it, Buzz would approve though. She had no intention of going to the prom but the club had been excited by it and there was whispers in corners and little smiles from members.

The peace to their lives was threatened however on one chilly Sunday. Without warning there was a deafening roar in that started like hum in the distance and crept ever closer. To everyone in the club it was obvious that another club was headed their way. No-one on the peripheries of their territory had made any movements and they hadn't pissed anyone off recently so the intentions of the other club were unknown. Was it friend or foe?

 The club was galvanised into action instantly, the women were quickly rounded up and all bundled into the basement and guards set. Those that were away from the club were sent messages to bar the windows and doors and stay out of sight until an all clear was given. The town was pretty safe from trouble, the clubhouse being pretty setback but you couldn't be too careful and Mari and Ellis had been warned.  The men were in a flurry of activity with Tommy barking orders and weapons being distributed. By the time the noise was at its zenith they were ready.

The new comers peeled into the parking lot, one after another. Row after row of gleaming chrome machine lined up, revving their engines. All at once, with no perceivable signal given,  every engine was cut and the silence that was left behind was deafening. Tommy strode forward to greet the president of this new club. They stopped short of being close enough to shake hands. The other club members fanned out in rank order, a perfect mirror image. Tommy's club may have been progressive and open but somethings didn't change.

Tommy was tense as he faced the newcomers. They had never met but the name emblazoned across the leather was unmistakable- Scorpions Tail