“Here we are,” Jordan said, a bit excited as the ladies looked over the bar. The DJ, the bartender, and the waitresses were all in place. Jordan looked out the front window and saw the bright headlights of people parking.
“Can’t believe it,” Mary said as she stood next to Claudia.
“Believe it,” Sherry said. “You all did great. I have never seen this many people trying to get in here.”
“Let’s not keep them waiting,” Jordan smiled.
Slowly the four of them walked out into the parking lot. “Holy shit,” Sherry exclaimed as she looked at the rows of cars.
“Your husband is directing some of the other cars to park in the field across the street,” Ethan smiled.
“You’re shitting me,” Sherry said as she tiptoed to see rows of brake lights.
“Nope,” Ethan smiled. “Don’t worry, I will make sure we get a head count, but the place is much bigger than it was before, which made the parking lot smaller.”
“All of them can get in, right?” Jordan said, looking at the people.
“I would say more than likely,” Ethan nodded.
“Good,” Jordan said as she looked at everyone.
“Well, you better go talk to them,” Mary pushed Jordan forward.
“Me?” Jordan looked back at them.
“You’re the one with the mouth,” Sherry nodded.
“Fine,” Jordan nodded. She walked forward and smiled as everyone gathered around. She looked at her parents and smiled.
Jordan walked into the parking lot and jumped into the back of Sherry’s truck then onto the top of the cab. She stood up and looked at everyone. It seemed everyone stopped what they were doing and was staring at her.
“When I left here, I didn’t think I would miss this place. I thought I was running away and never coming back. I thought why I would miss a place that didn’t respect the person I was becoming. My parents at the time didn’t like the woman I was becoming, my friends tried to talk me out of being a rebel and causing too many waves. Then I got to the city, and I found people that thought like me, that acted like me. I felt comfortable.”
Jordan wiped a tear from her face. “Then the walls came down, and they came down hard, my boyfriend of many years left me, my supposed friends didn’t care, and my money ran out. I came back with my tail not just between my legs but shoved up my ass.”
People smiled. “I thought I was coming home and that I would be here for a while and then get back on my feet, but that didn’t happen. All of you took me back, with a bit of tongue lashing I would add, but well deserved. I came back to where I should have stayed in the first place. And I am sorry I left. Thank you for the kick in the ass! Thank you for taking a spoilt kid back. But most of all…” Jordan said, wiping her face. “Thank you.”
Jordan climbed down from the truck. Her parents rushed to her side. “Aw, come here,” Marge said as she embraced her daughter. “All is forgiven.”
“So, what does the sign say?” someone shouted.
“Good question,” Sherry smiled as she yanked the rope.
There was thunderous applause. Jordan stood in shock as she looked up at the bright blue light. There it was in the same blue light she had seen over and over again as a kid every time she passed this place. She had always wanted to go in, to take a peek around Bill’s Place. Now the sign looked down at her Jordie’s Place.
“Bill would’ve liked this,” someone said.
“Well, what are yawl standing outside for?” Mary shouted. “Come in!”
Jordan nodded and accepted the handshakes of people as they passed her to get in. All she could do was look up at the sign. It meant a lot to her to see it, especially after what Rick had said. “See you inside,” Brandon said as he passed her.
Jordan stood alone in the parking lot. Only a few more people trickled in. “Hi,” a voice said from behind her.
She turned around to see a shadow coming between the cars. Jordan looked at the lady as the blue light hit her. “I always hated that light,” the lady said as she looked up at it. “But then I was just a kid.”
Jordan suddenly recognized the face. “No,” the lady said as she looked at Jordan. “Don’t say it.”
“My father paid more attention to this place than he did his family,” the lady said as she looked around. “I hated this place for that and hated this town for that too.”
Jordan looked at the elderly lady. “I didn’t see it then. How could I? I was a teenager when he first opened it. I know it now. This town needs a place like this one. When it was gone, and it was gone. Even though your sister tried to keep it going, it didn’t have the right idea behind it.” The lady looked up at Jordan. “You have those eyes,” she said as she lightly touched Jordan’ face.
Her hand was cold. “My father had the same eyes; they can see things and situations that the rest of us just can’t see, or that most of us don’t want to, be it because of our past, our family or our traditions. We just can’t see things as they are supposed to be. But you do, don’t you?”
Jordan didn’t know what to say. “Say nothing,” the lady smiled. “Go on in, they are waiting for you.”
Jordan nodded and walked inside. She turned around and saw the lady looking up at the bright light. “Where were you?” Sherry said as she pulled Jordan towards the bar.
“Talking to Tiffany,” Jordan replied.
“Tiffany,” Sherry said as she went back behind the bar.
“Bill’s daughter,” Jordan smiled as she nodded at a few people.
“That’s stupid,” Sherry replied as she poured a few drinks. “Tiffany’s been dead for years now.”
“No,” Jordan said, shaking her head. “I was just talking to her outside….”
Jordan looked through the window. No one was standing there. It had been only moments. Even if she had turned around and walked away, Jordan would still be able to see a shadow moving between the cars and trucks.
“Jordan,” Sherry said, looking at her. “When I bought this place, Tiffany was the one that signed the deed. I watched that lady pass away in her sleep, she wanted me to buy the place and no one else. She kept saying that eventually, it will go to someone with the right….”
“Idea,” Jordan said.
“Yes,” Sherry said in the middle of pouring. “How did you know?’
“Just a guess,” Jordan smiled.
“It’s that time,” Claudia said as she approached Jordan.
“Good,” Jordan nodded. She walked towards the large dance floor. The other girls were already standing by the six chairs.
“Okay fella’s, we need six volunteers,” Jordan smiled. She walked forward as she pushed two guys back. “Preferably six of you that aren’t hitched already.”
Five guys walked forward. “Now sit in the chairs and keep your hands to yourself at all times,” Jordan smiled. “Has anyone seen my guy?” she asked, looking at the crowd through the dim lights. “I know he will get lost in this dark room; he is kind of dark himself.”
The crowd laughed. “He’s over here, hiding,” a woman shouted.
“Pull his ass up here,” Jordan shouted back.
Brandon finally appeared from the crowd. “There we go,” Jordan smiled. “Sit your butt down.”
Jordan took up her place behind the chair. The music began as the first lyrics hit; the girls ripped off their long jean jackets, revealing knotted plaid shirts and short jean shorts, with knee-high cowboy boots. The crowd roared as they began dancing around the men in their chairs.
The crowd began to sing along to the famous song. Brandon tried to keep his hands to himself as Jordan writhed and danced on his lap. Jordan loved dancing to this song even when she was a child but loved it even more now. As she split Brandon’s legs open and pushed her ass against his groin, she could feel how hard he had become.
“Save a horse ride a cowboy,” the crowd yelled.
Jordan spun around just like the other five. She now faced Brandon as she pumped her body up and down. “Wait till later, I will do this even better,” she quickly whispered. She whipped her long hair around as she got up for the finale.
The crowd roared as the women finished their dance routine. Jordan smiled and shook hands as the others gathered around her. “That was…” Ethan began to say. “No words for it, that was really good.”
“I bet most of these men are going to be talking about that for weeks,” Mary laughed.
“Good dancing,” one of the teens said as she passed Jordan. “You did even better than most of us.”
“Motivation,” Jordan said as she looked over at Brandon.
“Well look who’s here,” Claudia said as she looked at the bar.
“Shit,” Jordan said just below her breath. She looked around the building for Mike or Brandon. She hoped the two of them hadn’t seen him yet. When she saw them in the far corner with Danny playing pool, she quickly walked over to Rick. “What the hell are you doing?”
“I thought I would come check the place out,” Rick smiled. “Just because I am not Sheriff anymore doesn’t mean I can’t socialize.”
“No, it doesn’t,” Jordan said. “But…”
“Don’t worry, I won’t be long,” Rick nodded as he looked over in Mike’s direction.
“You are barking up the wrong tree,” Jordan said in a low whisper.
“Oh, it’s the right tree,” Rick smiled. “I just want to see if the cat in it will come down to play.”
“You got something to get off your chest before you tuck your tail between your legs?” Mike said as he approached.
“Someone went to the board and told them a few things that no one in this town knows except two people,” Rick smiled. “I guess someone forgot that they gave their word, and even said that the word was as good as gold.”
Mike nodded. “It wasn’t me.”
Cole walked forward. “If you boys are done measuring your sticks. It was me. Figured after the stunt you pulled out there in the woods, it was about time the board knew about other secrets you been hiding.”
Rick nodded. “Figures. All of you should be ashamed of yourselves,” he shouted as loud as he could. “Coming to this place, with these people. He looked over at Mike and Cole. I tried to keep things sane around here as it should be, as it used to be, but no, y’all want change, Y’all want to forget how things were when we were happy when we….”
Mike threw a punch. “Will you shut the fuck up!”
The people gathered began to clap loudly. “No one wants to hear your mouth, now get going!” Mike said. “Or I will gladly throw you out myself.”
Rick nodded as he got up. “I will remember that.”
“Write it down, you have always had a hard time remembering things,” Mike smiled.
Rick put his badge down on the bar with a set of keys. “It’s not over,” he said as he looked at Jordan.
Mike walked him out, and the large crowd went back to what they were doing. “He is lying,” Cole said when Jordan looked at him. “It’s over.”
“I don’t think so,” Jordan shrugged. “But we will deal with it when the time comes.”
“Sounds about right,” Cole said as he swung a hand around her. “Now let’s go dance.”
“Thought you would never ask,” Jordan smiled.
“Okay, everyone gets your asses on the floor,” the D.J. said.
“That means you too Brandon, Danny,” Mike said as he came back in.
Everyone began to line dance as the D.J. played the song. “I don’t know how to….” Brandon said as he walked close to Mike.
“Just watch,” Mike said as he made room for Brandon to fall in line. Brandon slowly watched as the people moved around him.
Slowly Brandon caught on and danced in line with them. There were smiles on everyone’s faces as they danced to many songs.
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“That’s the last one,” Ethan said as he closed the door.
“My feet hurt,” Sherry said as she sat down on one of the stools.
“Amen,” Claudia nodded. “If Danny thinks anything will happen tonight, he is out of his mind.”
Mary nodded. Jordan smiled as she looked over at Mike and Brandon, still playing pool. “You boys finished yet? We want to close up.”
“There are no boys here, ma’am,” Mike shouted back. “I don’t want to leave until I win back my money.”
“Not going to happen,” Brandon laughed. “I told you I was good at this game.”
“Boys!” Sherry yelled. “Tomorrow.”
“Yes Ma’am,” they replied in unison.
“You sure you don’t want to clean up now?” Jordan asked.
“No!” the rest of the ladies shouted.
“Besides, I got the girls coming back at eight. I told them if they clean up they can have a performance once a week,” Claudia said as they made their way out into the parking lot.
Sherry turned off the light and walked towards her truck. “Night,” she said as she climbed inside.
“Tomorrow,” Mike pointed to Brandon.
“You’re on,” Brandon nodded.
“And just where do you think you’re going?” Jordan said as she pulled on Brandon’s shirt.
“My car and back to the motel,” Brandon smiled.
“Nope,” Jordan smiled. She made her way to the truck. “Get in.”
“Where are we heading?” Brandon asked.
“My place,” Jordan smiled.
“I thought with everything that went down tonight, that would be the last place you would want to go,” Brandon said.
“Rick said what he had to say,” Jordan shrugged. “The rest of it was aimed at Mike and Cole, if he is coming back, he won’t be coming to his place. Besides Mike and Cole can take care of themselves.”
“Ah,” Brandon nodded. He was staring at Jordan’s chest as it bounced around under her tied shirt.
“You know you could untie it,” Jordan said with a smile.
“No, I can wait,” Brandon said. “I just wanted to know the supposed curse behind them.”
“Oh that,” Jordan smiled. “My mother’s family line is from Louisiana. One of my ancestors stole the heart of a married man. Supposedly the wife was into black magic or as people call it voodoo. She cursed my ancestor stating that any child born in her line would be fat and bear the weight of all the women before them on their chests.”
Brandon stifled a laugh. “That’s it?”
“Yes,” Jordan said, a bit taken back by Brandon’s reaction. “It’s a serious thing. Ever since that day any woman born in our family has been big and had huge chests. Each generation larger than the one before it.”
“You know you can break it at any time, right?” Brandon smiled.
“What? How?” Jordan asked.
“Find where the person that cast it was buried and burn their remains,” Brandon shrugged. “It will break any curses, spells or chants they ever made. If you believe in that sort of thing.”
“Fancy a drive to Louisiana?” Jordan smiled.
“You’re not serious?” Brandon asked.
“Have you seen the size of these things?” Jordan looked at him.
“Not yet” Brandon smiled. “Do they hurt your back?”
Jordan looked over at him. “They used to, but not anymore, not since, never mind you will think I am stupid.”
“We still got a way to go,” Brandon said.
“Okay, but I warned you,” Jordan shook her head. “After my last boyfriend left me, not Rick, before Rick, actually he doesn’t even count.”
“Okay,” Brandon nodded.
“After he left me for a skinny Broadway dancer. I tried everything to lose weight, all kinds of diets, pills, exercise regiments. None of them worked I would lose a few pounds then gain twice as much back.”
Brandon nodded. “Carry on,” he said.
“A friend turned me onto this herbal place in downtown,” Jordan shrugged. “I went in there and begged the lady to give me anything that would help me lose the weight. She gave me a bottle with strange writing on it, she told me that it would last for my whole lifetime and that I should pass it on to my children and they should pass it on and so forth. She kept telling me one drop of the liquid every ten years.”
“Ten years?” Brandon shook his head. “Why ten years.”
“Let me finish,” Jordan said as she turned onto the road that led to her new place.
“Well, I tried it, and after three months nothing happened,” Jordan said as she parked the truck in the driveway. “I saw my ex with his girlfriend one night at the bar we used to go when we were together. I got mad and went home. I poured the whole thing into a cup and drank it.”
“What happened?” Brandon asked.
“Three days, nothing happened, then I started to lose weight,” Jordan said. “Not a few pounds but a lot of pounds each day. I did nothing, I didn’t work out, didn’t run. I kept losing weight, and I felt hungry all the time.” Jordan shook her head. “Then these started growing again.”
Brandon looked at her. Jordan smiled back. When she had told Rick this story on their date, he laughed and said she was overreacting. “So, you went back right?”
“To the herbal place, you bet I did,” Jordan said. “The lady I had talked to wasn’t there, so I talked to a man that was there. He told me she should have never given me that bottle that it was meant for warriors, to make them fit and strong. His words, not mine.”
“Did he give you something to take?” Brandon asked.
“No,” Jordan shrugged. “He wished me luck and sent me on my way.”
“Now you know everything,” Jordan sat back. “I broke the curse, and now I am being punished. Still, want to go inside with me?”
“Fit and strong huh?” Brandon smiled.
“Yes, and horny,” Jordan nodded.
“I like horny,” Brandon smiled.
They barely made it inside before they had torn into each other. Kissing and hugging. By the time they made it into the bedroom, Brandon’s shirt and pants were off. Jordan pushed him down onto the bed, kissing her way down his chest. She pulled out his dick and began stroking as she looked up at him. Her mouth hovered over it, slowly licking the tip. Jordan marvelled at how thick and heavy it felt in her hands.
“Stop teasing,” Brandon smiled down at her.
“Oh, I am not teasing, just wondering how I am going to fit this all in my mouth,” Jordan said as she lowered her mouth around it. She felt the thickness of his penis filling and stretching her mouth. She had done this to many dicks in her younger years. None of them was this thick, more prolonged, thinner, but not as wide. She bobbed her head up and down.
“Holy,” Brandon said as he looked down at her. Jordan stopped for a few moments as she tried to catch her breath. Then she went back down and got him all the way down. Slowly she snaked it back out of her throat and let it pop out of her mouth. “Damn, no one has ever done that before,” Brandon said.
“That’s what a girl likes to hear,” Jordan smiled as she breathed heavily.
“Come up here,” Brandon said as he pulled her up towards him. They kissed again; she felt his tongue inside of her mouth. He was a much better kisser than most of the men she had been with. He grabbed her tightly and pulled her shorts down. His thick hands grabbed a handful of her ass.
“I knew you liked my ass,” Jordan smiled. “How about these?” she asked as she untied her shirt. The bra barely held her giant orbs inside them. She reached behind her as she sat up. “Ready?” she asked as she looked down at him.
Brandon nodded as he looked up at her. Jordan released the clasps letting the bra fall slowly off her. “Holy shit,” Brandon exclaimed.
“I warned you,” Jordan said as she saw his eyes widen. “Freakish isn’t the…” before she could finish, he was sucking on the nipple of one and squeezing the other. “Ohh,” Jordan moaned. “They are very sensitive,” she said as he pushed her down onto the bed.
“How sensitive?” Brandon smiled as he sucked on the other nipple.
“Extremely,” Jordan moaned louder.
Brandon jumped from one boob to the other, sucking and squeezing as he went. He cupped and squeezed them; his head disappeared between them as he pushed them together. “Damn, they are huge,” he smiled.
“Honey, I passed huge months ago,” Jordan said, looking over her enormous chest down at him. “But don’t stop doing that.” She urged.
Brandon knew that face. He began tweaking one of the nipples with his thumb and finger while sucking and licking the other. He ran his tongue over the nipple softly, then down under the boobs.
“Fuck yes,” Jordan screamed. Her breathing came rampant the more his tongue explored the large area of her boobs. “Okay, fuck me, please fuck me now!”
Jordan’s body heaved up and down. “No, I remember someone saying they were going to ride me?” Brandon teased.
Jordan’s face went from a pleasant smile to a fiery scowl as she sat up. Brandon laid down. “You asked for it,” Jordan said as she straddled him, she held his thick cock as she lowered herself onto it. Her eyes closed as she felt the thickness of his head pierce her entrance. She felt the shaft fill and stretch her.
Slowly Jordan bounced on it, as she got used to the girth. She placed her two hands on his chest as she rocked back and forth. As she got all of it inside her, she could feel every pulse it made as she brought herself up and down its length. Brandon’s eyes followed her every move. He watched his dick going in and out of her. Jordan loved the surprise in his eyes.
She began bouncing faster and harder. Bringing herself from a sitting position to squatting on her feet. She used her knees to push her up and down.
“Holy fuck,” Brandon said as he felt her body going up and down.
“I told you,” Jordan smiled. Jordan began riding his big, thick dick harder than she ever rode one before. Using her hands to keep her steady.
“Fuck,” Brandon said as he looked up at her chest as they bounced and crashed into each other. “I’m cumming,” Brandon began to say over and over.
“Not yet” Jordan smiled. She slowed down, releasing her legs from under her and leaning back. She reached back and grabbed his ankles, spreading her legs out wide. She wanted him to see his dick inside her. She rode back and forth slowly. “Cum inside me, fill me up.” She said as she pushed forward.
Jordan felt his dick pulsate as he came inside her. When he finished, she leaned forward and began kissing him.
“That was intense,” he said as he held her tightly.
“Good,” Jordan smiled. He stared at her. “What?” she smiled.
“Nothing,” Brandon said. “Can’t I just stare for a while?”
“Of course,” Jordan smiled. She was happy she had found someone like him. Not only did he make her smile, but he was also good in bed.
His hands worked their way back to her chest. His fingers made circles around her nipples. “Now, if you keep doing that, you are going to press the start button,” Jordan smiled.
“Oh really?” Brandon asked. “What happens if I do this?” He asked as he leaned forward and kissed her boob.
“Vroom,” Jordan smiled. Brandon leaned forward and began kissing and licking her nipples. Again, she began to moan. She reached for his cock. It was still wet from her cumming on it. It started to harden in her hand.
Slowly she began to stroke it. With each stroke, it started to get harder. Brandon stopped licking her nipples and straddled her chest. “You sure you want to do that?” Jordan smiled up at him. “If it goes in there it might not come back out,” she laughed.
“Worth the risk,” Brandon smiled. Jordan smiled as he parted her immense cleavage and laid his dick between them.
Jordan squeezed them closed over it, then wrapped her arms tightly around her chest. Brandon began fucking her tits. She watched as his intensity increased. The head of his dick couldn’t be seen between them, but it didn’t stop him from fucking her breasts. He leaned forward as he pushed deeper between them.
“Fuck them harder,” Jordan encouraged him. She squeezed her arms tighter together.
“Fuck,” Brandon said as he pulled out. “Turn around,” he ordered.
Jordan quickly got on all fours as he pulled her to the edge of the bed. He pushed himself back inside her. She moaned as she felt the full feeling of his dick stretching her again. Brandon grabbed her hips and began pulling them back on him. Jordan yelped as he began fucking her hard. Her head buried down into the covers of the bed. “Oh, fuck me,” she said as she twisted her head sideways. Brandon fucked her hard, then he reached forward, grabbing one arm then the other and pulled them back towards him. Lifting her torso off the bed. He used her arms as leverage to pull her back on his dick.
Jordan’ eyes closed with pleasure as she was being fucked deep and hard. Brandon was like an animal possessed. He grunted with each thrust. Jordan’s words were barely audible as she was being used as his fuck toy. He let her arms go, and they fell to the side limp and sore. He leaned forward, his dick pushed deep inside her, his balls pressed against her. Brandon’s hand reached around and began squeezing and massaging her giant boobs. He was breathing heavily on her.
“I want you,” Jordan said with sweat dripping down her face. “Please cum for me,” she said. Her body was weak. Her legs and thighs were on fire.
Brandon smiled as she turned around and spread her legs for him. He laid between them and pushed himself deep inside. The two of them looked into each other’s eyes as he slowly fucked her. He made a final push inside her as he came again.
Jordan locked her arms around him as he laid on top of her.
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Five months had passed since Jordie’s place had opened. Since that time, it had become the local spot to come and relax.
“Open,” Brandon said as he slowly slid his dick out of Jordan’s cleavage. Jordan opened her mouth as she took his dick inside. She felt his warm cum shoot into her mouth and down her throat.
Jordan smiled as Brandon pulled up his pants. “You know what that top does to me,” he said as he shook his head.
Jordan pushed up her shirt and made sure the girls were in place. She loved wearing low cut tops. Her breasts were nearly over spilling the bra, and it made it easy for Brandon to slide his dick down between them without taking her top off. “Why do you think I wear it,” Jordan smiled.
They both came out of the backroom together. “I swear,” Sherry said, shaking her head. “You two are nearly as bad as these teens.”
“Not my fault,” Brandon said, holding up his hands.
“Uh-huh,” Mary nodded.
Mary had taken up helping the teens with their homework assignments. Sherry had given the local teens the times between school closing and nightfall to come to the bar. Some of them were playing pool, others were on the dance floor, but most of them were taking advantage of the only place with high-speed internet.
“Look at them,” Sherry said, shaking her head. “On a sunny day like this and they have their heads glued to the internet.”
“It’s a different generation,” Brandon shrugged.
“That’s it!” Mike said as he barged in. “This town has lost its damned mind.”
Cole came walking in behind him. “He won,” Cole smiled.
“Well look at you,” Jordan smiled.
“Shut it,” Mike said, pointing his finger at Jordan. “This is all your fault. While you two were back in New York doing whatever you were doing. I am sure you put my name on the ballot.”
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” Jordan smiled. Jordan did know what he was talking about. Just before she left with Brandon to New York, she had put his name in for sheriff. Brandon wanted to see the place she got the bottle, but when they got there, it was gone. A purse seller now owned the site. Who stated he had been in the same place for eight years.
Jordan, of course, scolded the man, telling him he was a liar. When he showed a deed to the place that confirmed he had been leasing the area for the last eight years. Jordan called the leasing company, who told her there had never been a herb store there. They even emailed her the original deeds from when the entire building with all seven shops was built. Jordan returned home dejected. If it weren’t for Brandon, who believed her and stood by her, she would have thought she had been in a nightmare.
“So, Sheriff,” Sherry smiled.
“Don’t start with that crap,” Mike said. “I still have my training wheels on, that’s why they appointed Cole as my immediate supervisor. Until I get all the ins and outs of this job worked out.”
Brandon looked Mike up and down. “You look good in that getup.”
“I do huh,” Mike said as he spun around in his all-black uniform. “You like it?”
“Yeah,” Brandon smiled. “It looks good on you.”
“Good,” Mike nodded as he picked up one of the three large duffel bags he had brought in. “I am sure you would look good in it as well,” he said as he threw the bag at Brandon. “I don’t know why you are laughing,” he said to Danny, who was over at the pool table. “I got a bag here with your name on it also.”
“What?” Danny said as he walked over to the bar.
“Where’s Ethan?” Mike said, looking around.
Ethan popped his head out of the music booth. “What?”
“I got a bag here with your name on it,” Mike smiled.
The three men looked down at the large bags. “Congrats you three have been deputized for the county,” Mike nodded as he skidded three badges onto the bar.
“He can’t do that,” Ethan said, looking at Cole.
“He sure can,” Cole nodded. “He fired the other three this morning. Since the background checks on you three came up clear, you’re the new deputies.”
“I couldn’t trust anyone that worked under Rick,” Mike shook his head.
“But my shop?” Danny said.
“Please Fred’s been running your shop for the last three years,” Sherry said, shaking her head. “I bet you couldn’t go in there and tell me where half the things are these days.”
“I don’t know what to say,” Ethan said, looking at his badge.
“Put the clothes on and get down to the office,” Mike said. “That place needs your touch, as well as the two of you, got some people moaning and crying about something,” Mike said, looking at Danny and Ethan.
“When you get changed, I got something to show you outside,” Mike nodded at Brandon.
Jordan looked over at Brandon. “If you look good in uniform, you might not stay in it long.”
“Hush,” Sherry said as she picked up the large mug of ice, “I will pour this over you if you don’t settle down.”
The three men walked back out of the bathroom in their uniforms. “Holy,” Sherry said as she looked at the guys coming out. “Well, I think I might need that ice bath.”
“I’m taking a picture and sending it to Claudia,” Mary said as she grabbed her phone.
“I’m taking a picture, just because,” Jordan smiled.
Brandon shook his head as he walked past them. His eyes lit up as he stepped outside.
“Well?” Mike said, standing beside the car they had been working on. Gone was the metallic black colour. Now it was a light silver with green and black stripes.
“When?” Brandon said as he looked at the lights on the inside and the bumper.
“The last two days,” Mike shrugged. “Had the boys pull an all-nighter to get it done.”
Brandon looked inside at the divider between the front and back seats. “It has extra weight especially with the bumper and the rack in the back.”
“Rack?” Brandon asked as he popped the trunk. He walked to the back as the rest of the gang came outside. “Holy crap, who do you think we are going to war with?” Brandon asked as he looked at all the guns and other tools.
“Anybody and everybody,” Mike laughed. “Should see the inside of my truck.”
“Boys and their toys,” Sherry shook her head.
“Mike, you out there Hun?” Carol said over the mic.
“Yeah, I am out by Jordie’s, what’s up?” Mike replied.
“Good, you’re close. Those boys are back, they just ran Jerald and his horses off the road,” Carol replied.
“What boys?” Mike asked.
“Some guys driving some high-speed cars have been using the old truck highway as a drag strip,” Cole said. “Rick tried to get them, but their cars are too fast.”
Mike looked at Brandon. “Way ahead of you,” Brandon smiled back.
“See, that’s why I picked you,” Mike nodded.
“You two head to the office. Carol tell Jerald if he and the horses are okay, stay off the road, we are heading out there now.” Mike said as he threw his truck keys at Danny. Brandon started the loud engine of the car.
The car sped to the back of the parking and skidded around. “Hold on,” Jordan yelled as she ran towards one of the teens coming out of the bar.
“Jordan, we don’t have time for this,” Mike yelled.
“One second,” Jordan said as she snatched the cowboy hat off the guy’s head. She ran back to the car and dived through the passenger window. She planted the hat on top of Brandon’s head. “Now that’s better. Go get em.”
Mike shook his head as the wheels kicked up gravel and dust. It slid sideways as it got out of the parking lot and rocketed forward. Jordan and the others smiled for a few as Danny and Ethan went the other way in the truck.
Jordan looked back at the bar. She finally felt like she was home. Jordan whistled her favourite tune as she walked inside. “Let’s hear it for the boy.”
The End
Or is it?
*Author’s Note: The rest of this story as well as many other stories can be found on my other pages, the links to which can be found* [*here*](https://www.reddit.com/user/Shadowforce2/comments/ob2xvs/stories_and_where_to_find_them/)
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