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Drunken Mistakes

My want for sleep and a shower was short lived after I found out about the party for a new member. He was a cousin of Opie and knew all about the club. He helped them some over the years when they needed help hiding guns or with money. He seemed like a sweet guy and was handsome. Within the hour the parking lot of the shop was packed. I wore some nice clothes figured I'd fit in with their girls. Chibs warned me that most of the guys would try to get with me and to just shake them off unless I really wanted to sleep with them.

I kept that in mind while drinking some beer with Chibs and Happy. I'm sure I'd probably find some guy tonight, maybe someone I'd probably never see again. After all I don't have work in the morning. I finally made it to the weekend. Plus who cared if I showed off a little? I got a nice body and some pretty nice boobs. I'll just keep drinking my beer and look at who I want to get with. Too old. Too fat. Too scary. Okay really scary. Prospect.

"I'm gonna go at talk to Tig. Keep him out of trouble." Chibs smiles before walking away. I feel Happy put his arm around me. "So how was work?" I just looked at him and rolled my eyes. Like he didn't know. He laughed at me knowing he got to me.
"So why don't you get yourself a girl?" He just sat there for a second then smirked. "Well let's see. Too much makeup. Way too drugged. Fairly good looking. Not good looking at all. And the rest are a little preoccupied right now. I also tend to be an acquired tasted because of the smiley faces and all. Why don't you find a guy?" Well let's go back to what I said before all gross.

"Well the only one I see out there that's fairly attractive is the prospect. And I've been told not to sleep with him. Apparently they are keeping him away from sex for a few days to mess with him. I don't know what that means but I don't think I want to know." He had a weird look in his eyes but then again I have had like four beers and I'm halfway through my fifth.

"What about me?" Well never thought about it. Happy was pretty attractive. He had a nice, fit body. When he smiled he had a nice smile. I was his "old lady" after all. "Well you do have a nice body and you do seem to treat me right since I've been signed as your old lady. I guess you're pretty nice."

Next thing I knew I had a drunk man hanging all over me. And as soon as he came he left. But he left puke all over my shirt. Terrific. Happy looked ticked. "Here let's get that off. I'm sure you don't want to be wearing puke."

We walked into the club house and into his room. He let me use his bathroom so I could clean all the puke off of me. He walked in and he had brought me a shirt from my room. I had already taken my previous shirt off so I didn't have to smell the puke. I luckily didn't have any on me except for a small area on my shoulder. I was all clean but I still felt like I smelled like vomit. Happy let me use his cologne even though he said I didn't smell bad.

This whole time I realized I still haven't put on my new shirt and Happy was sitting on his bed just staring at me. I just stood there in skinny jeans, all ripped up, and my black lace bra. Happy was staring away at my bra like he was mentally stripping me and I'm sure he was.

"Staring is rude. Plus I think you're starting to drool and you have a small problem coming up." I just giggled and turned around to see where he layed my shirt. I heard his footsteps coming towards me. "Well if you didn't look so good then I wouldn't be staring. And it's not just a little problem." I could feel him start to mess with the back of my bra. I was gonna stop him but I wanted to see where this would go. I turn to see he had taken his shirt off. That was a lot of smiley faces. I'll save that conversation for in the morning. Next thing I knew we were on the bed mostly naked and kissing. And he was right it wasn't a little problem.

I layed there, the next morning, on his chest with a splitting headache. I felt really sick all of a sudden. I got up and ran to the bathroom to puke and it felt like I puked my guts up. When I was done I realized he was holding my hair and had gotten me a wet rag for my face. He gave me one of his shirts and I went to my room so I could brush my teeth and freshen up. I came back to Happy in the shower. I took off his shirt and decided to join him. What was I doing? Do I actually like him or am I still loopy after last night? After a shower we layed in bed just talking. I finally had the nerve to ask. "Why do you have so many smiley faces? Did you actually kill that many people?"

*So Happy and Rose?? Yes? No? Or should she save herself for a man in the future? Let me know what you think.*