the well designed and elaborate stage . This was a band that the national chapter of the Rowdy Rebels had put together to entertain bikers all over the country and some areas of Europe and Canada . She fluffed her hair , adjusted her skirt and inspected the overall picture . Everything was as it should be .
This she thought to be the easiest thing that she had done , she would get up front , be in view of the band , get their attention and soon be in the backstage area . This was needed as she needed to gather any information that she was able to get from the band . Plus since she was undercover , she might as well get a little action if she was able to .
Scarlet made her way down the long set of stairs and onto the makeshift floor of the arena . Metal folding chairs had been placed over the large pieces of plywood floor that was placed over the usual basketball court and the ice - hockey area when the arena was not being used for a special event . Several large intimidating security guards were stationed around the front of the stage , which was raised about 10 feet above the level the floor .
An iron railing had been put into place that was set away from the stage about 10 feet . This special area was marked off for the usual roadies that toured with the band , tour photographers that the band knew and had hired to give the image of a law abiding rock group , as well as others with official reasons to be near the band . There was a rule that no ticket holding concert goers were allowed in this area . Many of the immediate front row seats had people that were in them , these were either legitimate ticket holders or other skanks that had managed to find a way in past the guards . With much of the screaming and loud noise of the time , Scarlet never saw the impressive security guard approach her from behind a nd aggressively grab her arm .
" Excuse me skank , I ' ll have to see your ticket for this area , you do have one , you gutter slime don ' t you ?" Scarlet turned quickly . He was one of the new faces that she had never seen . A tall , brutish looking stud about 32 or so , with a shaved head and a perfectly shaped goatee . Obviously , he had been doing this for a very long time , as he knew how to recognize the skanks from the just sluts . Scarlet let him get a good look up and down her fine scantly covered body with his eyes . He was forming a mental image of what was under those clothes , Scarlet could tell .
" I don ' t have one , and I don ' t intend to get one " she said in a seductive tone .
" Well bitch , I ' m afraid you ' ll have to take your skank train somewhere else then , this area in case you cannot read is for ticket holders only . Not for gutter sluts that are looking for a good time , you need to just move along and go look for a cock to ride somewhere else ."
Scarlet looked him dead in the eye . " Can I fuck your brains out for it ?"
" W - what , the fuck bitch !" The guard stammered , looking furiously at Scarlet .
" I said in case you don ' t understand English , can I fuck you hard for it , let ' s go somewhere and I ' ll fuck you stupid and then in exchange you let me stay up in the front here all night !" Scarlet almost shouted at him .
The guard looked at her body for a second , debating the obvious choices in his mind . Finally , he took a look around to see if anyone was looking and looked at Scarlet .
" OK , sweet tits , I think we can make a deal . Come with me , I know a place that we can go that is super secret and nobody will see us ."
With that , he took her by the arm and proceeded to a secluded area of the arena that was reserved for members of the band and their roadies as well as staff of the arena . This was a special night as it was blocked off for after the show , it was the area that the band was going to use to sneak into their dressing room and prevent many of the rock skanks from seeing them . The hallway had a large
Tim Lahaye, Jerry B. Jenkins