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Ripper Why was I so mad? I wasn't mad at Cassie. I had to leave the clubhouse because when she described what she did to that c*nt Mindy, I was so turned on by the vengeance she sought. What kind of person gets that turned on by a woman describing mutilating another's body? I was rock hard and wanted to slam myself into her for what she had done for me. I have never had anyone besides my club brothers ever go to bat for me like that. And I'm not even sure my club brothers would have gone that far for me. Maybe Beast, he was one of my best friends. Leaving gave me time to cool my lust, and time to think about what she had done and how it made me really feel. I felt loved. I know she tells me that she loves me, but I felt this, it wasn't just words spoken, it was action. I wonder