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They couldn’t follow normal rules, when they were in combat a certain mi n dset came into play, it was all about justice to these men. They had seen , more often than not , shit that wasn’t right, but the laws had hampered them . T hey had gotten in trouble t he one time they had intervened when a group of militants was raping a young girl on the side of the road. The Warriors believed in delivering their own justice,
     what was right was right . Which is why the Ops Warrior s MC was feared and respected. People knew not to cross them, if they did, they had better be able to deal with the consequences.
    “Hey,” Poke laughed and said , “ p ussy is pussy, and as long as I don’t have to put a bag over her head it is all good.”
    “Prick, ” Easy laughed and the men st ood. Maxi groaned when Candy , the wom a n who belonged to the club and an experienced dancer , came to take the new chick ’ s place.
    “Damn, Candy is coming. Shit, I swear I can see her juice from here, ” Maxi said , running his hand over the crotch of his pants and adjusting himself .
    Easy shook his head at the man ’ s tone. When would he ever learn, his whiny pussy tone is what got him the nickname Maxi, he was lucky they hadn’t given him the one they first picked , which was Kotex. They agreed , however , Maxi encompassed his pussy high voice when he whined. He sounded like a slut on the rag.
    “She will be coming later too, you know her, once she gets on that pole, she'll fuck herself raw to keep the orgasms real.” Poke laughed.
    Another thing that attracted the men to the club lifestyle, the sexual freedom they
     had. These men all liked sex, rough and dirty sex , and were not ashamed to admit it. The women who belonged to the club knew it and
     accepted it. The hanger - ons came for the parties , want ing to get laid and drink for a few days and then go home to their pretty lives ; the women of the club lived with them and believed the same as they did.
    “Come on , bitch,” Poke said to Maxi. “ Church is about to begin.”
    Easy laughed, anyone who lived with them knew church was a meeting. They considered
     them sacred , which was the reason for the name.
    They walked to the stairs and climbed to the top, nodding at several of the other
     members who were just arriving. The whole top floor of Bitches was a meeting room,
     it was where the y dealt with strictly club business. When Creed had it built, he made sure one, it was soundproof and two,
     there were two entrances and exits. One everyone knew about and one only the leaders
     knew about, in case one of their issues needed burying after the meeting.
    By the time everyone arrived in the meeting room, the leaders were seated up front. Creed was the President and his V P , Dex ‘Fork’ Vertim , was right next to him. Then Easy and Poke , the SGTs of Arms , were seated to their left. On their right were Numbers and Secretary , Tom ‘Raven’ Lourd . The rest of the room held their mem bers of this region, all sixty of them. All of them lived on the compound, although only twenty lived in the main house. The others lived in their own homes , if they had an old lady , or the y lived in the apartments t hey built. All of them partied at the main house. There were only a few rules while at a Warrior s' party, everyone was there of t heir own free will, and respect ed the club . Anything else was free game.
    Creed leaned back in his chair and whistled loudly, telling everyone to shut the fuck
     up and then said , “Call the meeting to order.”
    Raven read the meeting notes from last time and Easy zoned off. The last week had been long; he and Poke had just gotten back from a run to the coast. One of the other Warrior s' chapters they had in Cali needed more protection and they provided it. The guns they had taken
     were clean and untraceable; it was necessary to shift weapons every few months in case. Their barrels were sanded
     so the marks would never be identified. The