The Life Ch.2 The Bonding
By Jax_Teller

The Morning seemed like a new world had opened for me. It wasn’t just me anymore. I had not let anyone in my world in a long time. Life is easier that way some times. We woke about the same time and after we had used the toilet we went down stairs. I fixed breakfast for us, nothing huge or elaborate just eggs, toast and coffee. As we ate we talked about our lives and I found out that Amy was bisexual and that she has had some kind of formal martial arts training. She told me how when she was in HS she had slept with a teacher. At first I thought the obvious, that a Male teacher had seduced her. As it turned out she had seduced a female English teacher. She said that the teacher was just out of college, and was interested in sports and that Amy was a participant on the HS Mixed Martial Arts Team. It was that same year Amy was invited to compete for the school in an intercollegiate competition. She had placed second in the tournament because of a rule violation.

Even 5 years later her body is very tight, definitely feminine but muscular. I asked her how she came to be Larry’s woman. She told me how she was stripping and the Diamond Backs club had rolled in and she was taken by the life style. She talked how the leather felt and the rawness of life in a MC club. She saw Larry as an Alpha male, and he did fill that role but in reality he wasn’t a true alpha. She told me how Larry had beaten her while she was under the influence of alcohol and then he let two of his crew rape her. That was when she left him. She told me how she spent 3 days unconscious in a hospital and when she came to she gathered her things and left the hospital, walking away from that life. She said she had not had a drink since that day either. I listened more than I talked but that was my style. She asked me if I had a significant other or X. I told her that I had never been in a committed relationship, and that most of the women I knew were not trust worthy.

Then she asked the $ 2 million question, so what do you do for a living Bear? I thought quickly to myself, I shouldn’t tell her the truth, but my heart pumped out that I was a ghost rider. I was hired help for many difficult operations. She said that sounded militant. I said well I was a Marine combat veteran and I still wear my corps. She looked at me and said seriously? I said yeah. I asked her if that was a problem, and she said not at all because she was the hired amusement. We seemed to understand that we were just tools to those with the money. It was just getting paid for our specific talents. I asked her if she could be a part of my operation. She looked off for a second and asked Operation? I said yeah, I work for a lot of different types of people and on occasion a government or military. She said Active duty? I said no independent contractor. I was an official bounty hunter, bonded courier, body guard, tracker and a few other titles. She said that she was interested. Changing the subject, I asked her to go to bike week with me and she said sure.
We packed up some clothes and loaded the bike up, and took off. It was the great part of the work I did; I had lots of time between jobs for the most part. It took 3 days to ride to Daytona. We stayed at 2 resorts and a lodge and ate well along the way. The timing of the conversations and the depth made us closer than most. We talked about life and what made us happy. When we got to Daytona we got a motel room with a view of the strip and a large pool. The parties were already started and we blended right in. There were waiters with drinks being passed about and a band playing a wide variety of cover music from Kid Rock to AC~DC. There were a lot of smells in the air from the grilling of food to the suntan lotions to the raw sweat of humans lying in the sun. Amy was wearing a string Bikini that was allowed pool side but not on the public beaches.