Abandoned Angel (19 page)

“Hi Angelina,” she gleamed, excited to see her awake.

“Hi Tiff, how are you doing?” Angelina asked as she gave Tiffany a soft hug.

She gently touched Tiffany’s flushed, bruising cheek, ashamed that she had not protected her.

“I’m good,” Tiffany responded with a sweet smile, and a knowing glance.

“We look alike now don’t we?” she tried to tease, referring to the bruising they both had on their faces.

Angelina gave her a weak smile. Choked up and emotional, she was unable to respond with words. She didn’t want the girl to look like her, battered and bruised.

“I could go for a beer,” she finally announced.
“How about you?”

“Yup,” giggled Tiffany as she headed off to the blue cooler get each of them one.

Blaze nodded his approval when Angelina joined the rest of the group. He had watched the interaction between the girls and appreciated Angelina’s sincerity with Tiffany.

“Hi Doc, Marge.
What are you guys doing?” asked Angelina, still feeling unusually calm.

“Having a beer,” answered Doc, with a bit of sarcasm. “I see you are going to join us,” he said nodding towards Tiffany.

“As long as you don't mind?” answered Angelina, before opening the can she was handed.

“Nah, drink up.”

A mischievous grin crept across Doc’s face. He believed that anytime you had a drunken woman or two with you - was a good time. He really wanted to dislike Angelina, she caused trouble for Blaze, but he could not help himself. She was a very likable person.

Angelina quickly and enthusiastically drank the beer. It was cold, refreshing, and she had a strong desire to get drunk and forget about any hurt that her, Tiffany or Justin had felt. Although Angelina did not generally drink, she intended to do just that, same as the night before. She wanted to be carefree and spirited and not worry about anything going wrong in her world. Today, she realized, she was going to act as if she belonged with the bikers, and, as Blaze said, have some fun.

“You must be thirsty?” questioned Blaze as he watched her chug her beer.

“No, just ready to get drunk,” responded Angelina with a bit of an edge in her voice. Not sarcastic, but not friendly either.

“Sounds good to me,” chimed Tiffany, ready to gulp down her alcohol. She was looking forward to partying with Angelina, her new best friend.

“Mind if I grab Tiffany and me another beer?” asked Angelina after she finished hers.

“Help yourself,” said Doc motioning towards the cooler. “That’s what it is there for.”

“Anyone want to join us?” she offered.

“Hell, why not,” Marge said, pulling her hair away from her face. She was sweating, and it was sticking to the back of her neck. “I'll take one. What about you Doc, need another?”

“What the hell, bring Blaze and me one as well.” Doc was hot, and another cold beer would be good.  

Angelina headed to the cooler with Tiffany by her side.

When they returned with the cold beers, Doc had just lit a joint and inhaled. Marge reached for it when he was done. He passed it off to her.

“If we are going to party, let's do it right,” she said after inhaling it, and then motioned for Angelina to take it. Angelina was handing Blazes beer to him when she did this. Blaze took the joint instead. After inhaling, he asked if Tiffany wanted any. She took it eagerly, inhaling deeply before she handed it off.

“Your turn Angelina,” said Tiffany, her soft voice pure. Her blush tinted blond hair gleamed in the sun; she looked sixteen, instead of almost nineteen.

“I think I will pass.” The idea of smoking pot made her nervous.

“I thought you wanted to party?” questioned Tiffany, raising her eyebrows disapprovingly.

Angelina hesitated, and then agreed, “What the hell.”

She took the joint and inhaled. She had not smoked marijuana since she was a teenager, and coughed as it stuck in her throat. The men laughed as Marge patted her on the back, chuckling to herself. Angelina tried again, doing better with the second hit. She chased it down with the rest of her beer. Blaze watched as she did this, wondering about her demeanor. She seemed different. It was almost as if she had hit her breaking point and did not care anymore. He did not want her to get to that point. Blaze did not intend to allow her to become like the rest of them. He had forced himself to quit caring about the outside world a long time ago, and because of that, he lived like this. She was different; she was not going to end up one of them.

The men stood, talking about the morning’s events and about what was to come next. Angelina tried to follow the conversation but was unable to. Confused by what they were saying, she felt like they were talking in code. Marge and Tiffany quietly listened as well, waiting for the conversation to turn. They knew to stay out of it; club business is off limits to the women. As the alcohol and pot kicked in Angelina relaxed. She turned to the women.

“I have an idea,” she said with a mischievous smile. “Let's go swimming in the pond.”

“That would be fun!” squealed Tiffany.

“Oh, I don't know about that,” said Marge laughing at the thought.

“Come on Marge, let’s go swimming,” Tiffany pleaded, grabbing her by the wrist.

“Yeah, it will be fun, come in the water with us,” pouted Angelina playfully.

Marge hesitated for a moment before giving in to the younger women.

“What the hell,” she agreed. “Let’s go swimming.”

The men watched as the women clustered like teenagers preparing for fun. They rushed down the hill in the direction of the pond. The men stood back to see what would happen.

“No suits,” observed Doc after standing still for a moment. “I'm going.”

“Hell yeah,” responded Cookie.

The water would feel good on such a hot day.

Blaze followed as they headed down to the pond, shaking his head. When they peered through the bushes, Marge hollered out, “Aren't you going to join us?”

Without hesitation, she lifted her red crumpled tee shirt over her head. Although she was a bit on the heavy side, considering her age, she wasn’t in bad shape.

“Yeah, aren't you going to join us?” encouraged Angelina as she removed her own sweaty shirt.

The new “who cares” attitude she acquired bothered Blaze, but he could not help but stare at her body. The thin bra she was wearing left nothing to the imagination. He turned to see the other men gawking at her build. If others joined them in the pond, she would be in trouble.

Tiffany, who had already removed her shirt, was stripping down to her panties. Blaze tried to avoid looking at her, feeling dirty by the desire to check her out, but Doc, Cookie and the others encouraged her.

“Come on Tiff, take it all off baby,” laughed Cookie.

Tiffany playfully flipped him off. It seemed they were all in a mood.

“You too Marge, show us that ass of yours,” Doc chimed in. He was having a blast watching the women behave like kids.

Marge playfully wiggled her butt and then slid her size fourteen jeans down past her hips, cackling as she did so. As usual, her sense of self and humor amused Doc.

“Looks like you are next,” laughed Blaze, enjoying his buzz. “Show us what you've got Angel.”

An odd sense of pride filled his spirit.

“If you insist,” she flirted, wiggling herself out of her jeans.

Angelina surprised herself by her own actions. Behaving this way would not have been acceptable according to Rusty, and she had thought she had lost her playful, flirty side, years ago. It felt good and natural to have some fun.

The men watched as the three women raced into the water as if they were in high school - giggling and splashing each other as they did so. The water cooled their bodies as the sand squished between their toes. Angelina became a bit gun-shy after having her chest splashed. She had not thought through the fact that her bra and underwear would be completely see-through. She kept her back to the guys as she walked out a bit further, fighting the urge to cover herself.
You don’t care
, she reminded herself, and then she didn’t.

The cool water felt refreshing in the heat of the day. Tiffany splashed her from behind. When Angelina turned to splash her back, Tiffany stared at her shapely breasts.

“Damn girl, look at those,” she said, impressed.

Marge laughed as she caught the stupefied look in Tiffany's eyes.

“What's wrong with these?” Angelina asked, pretending to
be offended
by the comment.

“Absolutely nothing Sugar,” responded Marge.
“I think Tiffany is just a little bit jealous,” she laughed.

“Hell, I’m not a little jealous,” bellowed Tiffany, “I’m a lot jealous! Wish I had tits like that.”

Tiffany lifted her size 34B breasts up as she said this. Angelina laughed and mimicked the motion with her own, much fuller breasts.

“Yeah, guess I can’t complain in that department,” she agreed, suddenly proud of the way she looked.

The men, watching from shore, decided they would join in.

“Hell, I’m, going in,” announced Cookie, throwing his beer can into the bushes. Although he managed to get his shirt over his head before he got to the water, his jeans stayed on as he ran in towards the women, splashing them playfully, his belly bouncing with each step.

Doc followed after. “Damn straight.”

Blaze only had to debate for a moment about joining in on the fun before he headed to the pond. He patiently removed his shoes and socks. It was not until he lifted his shirt up over his head that Angelina noticed him.

“So now we get to watch you strip,” she teased as the girls turned to watch. Angelina was not the only one who noticed his smooth skin and hard muscles.

“Show us what you got Blaze,” whistled Tiffany.

“Yeah baby, let’s see it all,” laughed Marge. “And I mean YOU Doc,” she continued as Doc slid his jeans over his boney knees, revealing his boxers.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah girls, it’s not like you haven’t seen this all before!” mused Doc as he tossed his jeans aside.

Blaze shook his head as he stepped out of his pants, amused by Doc’s cool confidence. He left his jeans folded over his shoes as he joined the others. Angelina tried not to stare as he pushed through the refreshing water towards her. She could not help but notice how nicely his blue briefs snug against his firm body.

“So, do you like what you see?” he laughed as he stepped in front of her, splashing her gently. She did.

“Hmmm, I’ve seen better,” she mocked, splashing him back as she turned to swim away. Blaze followed, grabbed her ankle and then pulled her under the shoulder deep water. Angelina spit out a mouthful of pond water when she surfaced, laughing as she turned to grab hold of Blazes wet body. He spun himself out of her grasp only to trap her in his strong arms.

Tiffany and Marge playfully splashed Cookie, daring him to swim after them. Doc looked on, amused. Each of them seemed to have found their child within. The laughter and squeals of delight were pure and simple, and missed by all of them. The adults had not taken the opportunity to laugh in that way for a long time. The elation caught the attention of some of the other bikers. It didn’t take long for the group to acquire onlookers. A couple of men followed suit and stripped down to their underwear, welcoming the comfort the cool water brought. The grown men kicked and splashed as they entered the pond. It seemed as if their inner child took over their adult minds as well. Joining in on the games, the bikers playfully splashed Marge, dunked Tiffany, and horse-played amongst themselves. Before long, a group of females stripped down to their bra and panties as well. They were happy to join in on the playful atmosphere created by the others. One of the lighter women climbed onto Cookie’s back, her arms wrapped tightly around him, as he swam farther into the water. Her friend swam after them, trying to pull him under, without success. The easy going, high-spirited atmosphere proceeded that way for a while. The group of them laughed, swam and simply behaved like kids until right before the sun was due to go down. The innocent fun changed about that time, when a new group of individuals decided to join the gathering.

“Party time!” bellowed Jose from above the pond. He excitedly gawked at Angelina’s wet body. He was ready to join in on the games, liking the way the playful group interacted with each other. Jules, eager to be the center of attention, pushed past him and ran down to the others, throwing off her clothes as she did so. Unlike the rest of the women, she took everything off her worn body before running into the water.

“Last one in doesn’t get to fuck me,” she laughed as she splashed her way into the pond. Jose followed her lead and stripped naked as well. Although he rushed, he was careful not to spill any of his beer.

Blaze, who had Tiffany in a neck lock, and Angelina by the wrist as she tried to dunk him, prudently watched as the others joined the party. He was afraid it would turn sexual now that Jules and Jose were there. Sexuality seemed to be the only emotion Jules was able to exude.

Angelina was surprised when Blaze turned towards Tiffany and told her it was time to go. They were having a good time. Tiffany looked around, smiled sweetly up at the man and replied, “Nah, I think I’ll stay a while Blaze, I’m having fun.” She was tipsy and enjoying the buzz. “Besides, it isn’t dark yet,” Tiffany continued. She understood that once it got dark, the type of partying would change. Blaze released her from his strong, playful grip. With that, she splashed up at him and swam towards Doc and Marge.