Motorcycle clubs have always been a boys club. It makes sense: the violence, the hierarchy, the fact that they haven't exactly met the women's movement. Now, there's a new club in Northern Cali, looking to make a name for itself. It's already allied...
Tiki looked to her right and saw Tony riding beside her. On the other side of Tony was Alvie, and they were all going just about as fast as their Harley Dynas would let them on the two-lane highway. It was a beautiful night in California, the stars were out and there was a full moon. Any other time, Tiki would be enjoying the simple ride with her two best friends, but tonight was a little different with the rest of their club, The Valkyries, riding behind them.
Tony, better known as Antonia Padilla, was the club President and niece to Nero Padilla, the owner of Diosa. Alvie, or Maria Alvarez, was Tony's Vice President and the cousin to Marcus Alvarez, El Padrino of the Mayans. Tiki, formally known as Theresa Daniels, was the club SAA and affiliated with nobody, and she liked it that way. Tiki grinned to herself as she thought that she wasn't exactly a people person, but in her line of work, it didn't really matter. You didn't have to be friendly to shoot a gun or wield a knife.
Her friend and the club's ally, T.O., the president of The Grim Bastards, had called and said that there was a club needing some support and wondered if the women would be up for it. Tony had readily agreed, eager to make new alliances, but Tiki had reservations. She knew that the assignment was simple. Help out this other club until reinforcements from their other charters could get there.
There was just one small problem with that, though. The club in need of support was The Sons Of Anarchy, the mother charter from Charming, and she knew that they still lived firmly in the Middle Ages as far as women were concerned. Even though SAMCRO was smack dab in the middle of a war with the Niners from Oakland, that wouldn't stop them from turning down help from a female club.
Tiki's lip curled in a sneer as she thought about just what The Sons thought women were good for. She had never met any of them personally but had heard enough to know that they thought women were only good for men as old ladies. If a woman wasn't on her knees, on her back, or in the kitchen, they weren't interested. She let her shoulders roll as she thought that if they wanted her to prove her worth, she was more than ready. It had been a while since she'd kicked someone's ass just for the fun of it.
The Valkyries had met up with The Grim Bastards outside of Lodi and rode the rest of the way to Charming with the boys. Tony had agreed to defer to T.O. on decisions, a fact that sat just fine with Tiki. She knew T.O. wouldn't lead them into a mess and would back them up if they needed it. With him, she knew it wasn't a matter of them being women, but a new club just starting out. Deferring to T.O. was just a matter of respect, and he deserved that as a sitting President.
She rode behind the presidents and vice presidents, beside Duke, T.O.'s SAA. She had known Duke since high school and they were good friends, just as she and T.O. were. T.O. was a little older than Tiki and Duke and had been Tiki's first crush. She grinned as she thought back on all the good times the three had shared over the years, and hopefully, they would continue to do so for years to come.
They pulled onto the lot of Teller-Morrow Automotive and immediately gained everyone's attention. Tiki took off her helmet as Duke did the same beside her, both prepared to sit back and wait for the "adults" to do their thing. They each lit cigarettes and watched as a tall older man with a gray crewcut stepped out of the crowd to shake hands with T.O. She knew the second that T.O. introduced Tony because the man that she assumed was president of SAMCRO and a younger blond man eyed Tony up and down before smirking.
Tiki scoffed and shook her head, gaining herself a warning look from Duke. "You better watch yourself, T. These white boys aren't gonna find you as amusing as me and T.O. do."
Tiki grinned and shrugged. "I'm behaving myself. I just think it's funny, that's all."
"What?"
Tiki motioned at all the men now standing around T.O., Tony, and the others. "Just look at 'em. Practically drooling all over Tony and Alvie and the other girls." She snorted as she threw her spent cigarette butt on the ground and lit another. "They probably think they're new entertainment." She shook her head. "The male mentality, man. If you don't have a dick between your legs, you can't ride or shoot. It's just a damn shame."
Duke chuckled as he shook his head. "You're just mad that they ain't flocking around you."
Tiki grinned, knowing that he was teasing her. There weren't many men that weren't intimidated by her on first meeting. "Please. These good ole boys couldn't hold my attention for more than a minute."
Suddenly, from beside her came a very pissed-off sounding voice. "You better watch your mouth, little girl."
Tiki turned her head to look at the new arrival and was momentarily stunned. Standing beside her was probably the hottest man she'd ever seen. A good foot taller than herself, with a bald head and muscles, tattoos everywhere that she could see, even on his scalp. She grinned as she heard Duke muttering to himself from beside her, but ignored him to concentrate on the little piece of heaven she was looking at.
"You think you're man enough to make me, big daddy?"
