That night you could hear Nina’s cries of pleasure as Sabbath ripped through her. None of us joined in, but all of us watched, just trying to figure out what the fuck was going on in his stupid head.
He had a great thing with Shasta, and her beauty surpassed every girl in the club. Why he would ruin it by fucking a whore like Nina, I’d never understand.
The little show only lasted a few minutes. Just long enough for Sabbath to cum and discard her like moldy pudding. He didn’t let the bitch finish, he just got what he wanted, then left her there demanding more.
“Is that it?”
He smirked. “We’re taking the rest to the bedroom.”
He swung her up over his shoulder, carting her from the room as the rest of us watched in complete shock.
“Did that just happen?” Sandman questioned, asking what all of us wanted to know.
I pinched my arm. “Yup, that sure as fuck just happened.”
“What was he thinking?” Snyder piped in as a scowl formed on his face. “What about Shasta?”
“Looks like he doesn’t give a shit,” Ranger added.
“If Shasta was mine, I sure as fuck wouldn’t be fucking other women,” Snyder fumed. He was pissed, and rightfully so.
We’d all grown fond of Shasta since Sabbath had brought her here. We protected her without her knowing, but this… this was something we couldn’t protect her from.
“I second that,” I chipped in, wondering what the fuck was Sabbath’s problem?
“He’s insane,” Priest shouted. All of our eyes fell on the quiet cleric, surprised by his sudden outburst.
Priest had sworn off women after he joined the cloth, but he was gripping his chair like he was ready to throw down. The somewhat peaceful man had definitely been triggered.
We all were a bit triggered by it, thrown off by Sabbath’s blatant infidelity.
“Well, if he doesn’t want her, then I’m definitely up for the challenge,” I shouted, smiling widely when I thought about all the shit I would do to that woman if I ever got my hands on her.
“Hey now, you can’t just go claiming the Prez’s Ol’ Lady,” Skid reprimanded, pressing his back even more into the corner of the room.
“I’m not claiming her. I’m…” I paused. Then a lightbulb went off in my head. “I’m invoking my Hall Pass.”
Everyone snickered.
“Hall pass, I like it,” Wasp exclaimed.
It was a play on her last name, and everyone knew it, which made the term even more devious.
“If I ever had a chance to please Shasta the way she deserves to be pleased, I’d definitely be invoking mine as well,” Snyder agreed.
“Then it’s settled. If any of us ever get a chance to be with Shasta Hall, it’s called a Hall Pass. No questions, no objections, and definitely no consequences from anyone in this room. The only one that can object is Sabbath if he ever finds out about it.”
“We can’t make that kind of pact, Clash. It’s wrong on so many levels,” Snyder disagreed.
“And that wasn’t wrong?”
I motioned to the hall where Sabbath disappeared.
Crickets. Nobody said a damn word because they knew I was right.
“If we’re going to do this, then we all need to agree on it,” Ranger said.
Sandman shook his head. “Ya’ll have fun with that. I have Lindy.”