Page 2 of Sniper

Everyone says we would be twins if he allowed his hair to grow back, but I don't know; his beard is dark brown, while my hair is black.

When he was a kid, Momma took him to the hospital, and he was diagnosed with thyroid cancer. He had chemo and had lost all of his hair, and well, when it started to grow back, the fucker liked being bald so much that he shaved it all off. Now he only has dark brown facial hair, but he rocks it, along with the cobra tattoo on his neck that Tats did when Snake turned eighteen, earning his club name, which our parents were pissed about.

I found it funny, though, just like they found it amusing when I shot myself in the foot with a rifle, hence my club name Sniper.

Safe to say that was the last time I believed Smokey and Snake when they told me the safety was on.

"I want to make a toast to my blood brother, who has finally fucking finished his degree." The club cheers, and I grin, leaning against the bar. Hairy, our VP and my brother's best friend, slides up beside me, draping his arm over my shoulders, bending me, and rubbing his fist into my shaggy black hair, making me chuckle. I shove him away.

The brothers grin, and Snake continues, "He's spent the past four years working on not one but two fucking degrees so he can help take this club further," the club cheers again, "and now that he's graduated and built up his garage, he can finally take over the role that he has fucking earned tenfold."

The brothers all cheer and bang on tables and walls as my eyes connect with my father’s. He has a grin on his face, and pride shines off him, which I can feel from here as he walks over to me, holding my new cut.

A counsel brother’s cut, which has an officer's patch sewn on.

Secretary.

Taking a deep breath, I stand up straight and remove my current one, passing it over to Hairy, who grins wide. My father stops before me with a grin, his blue eyes shining.

"It's a proud moment for a father to be able to hand his son the patch he deserves, and it just makes me prouder to know you wanted to wait until you had your degrees." He holds up the cut. I turn, allowing him to help me put it on, before I turn back, and he nods. "I'm so fucking proud of you, son."

Emotions run through me, and I nod and rasp, "Thanks, Dad."

He grins and steps back before shouting, "Your new secretary, boys!"

The whole club erupts, banging, shouting, cheering, and jumping on each other, making me laugh at their antics.

Snake comes my way and pulls me into a hug as he rasps, "I'm proud, too, baby brother," making me squeeze him back. We pull apart and everyone comes and congratulates me.

It's at this moment I know how fucking lucky I am to have such an amazing family at my back. Looking around the room, everyone is celebrating me, and fuck, even Tats, who only comes to the club if he has to, is here for me.

I shake my head, trying to control my emotions, not wanting to seem like a fucking pussy, when my eyes connect with Juicy, a new clubwhore.

Her eyes look up and down my body while mine do the same to hers. She's only in a bra and thong, her pink hair down in waves. My cock hardens.

The thing about me is I love sex. In high school, I used to fuck the teachers, not giving a shit if they were married.

I'm surprised I didn't catch a fucking disease.

I'm classed as the club player, and honestly, it's a title I fucking relish, because settling down isn't for me. I don't want an old lady or a family. I don't want that responsibility or that pressure.

Juicy bites her bottom lip seductively, and I nod to the hallway, making her grin wide, rushing that way.

Now normally, I wouldn't have a problem fucking in the common room. It's past nine at night, but my mother is still here, as well as women I see as aunties, so with that thought, I pat Hairy and Smokey on the back, making them chuckle, and head for hopefully a good fuck. My tip is weeping, wanting a tight pussy.

Now, why would anyone want to settle down when they have pussy on tap, without all that responsibility?

Aurora – Seventeen Years Old

The vertices of ABC are A (0, 0), B (6, 0), and C (3, 7). What type of triangle is ABC?

A. acute isosceles triangle

B. acute scalene triangle

C. right isosceles triangle

D. right scalene triangle

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