Chapter 1

It can find, so fast, one minute things are fine the next they are bad. It happened that way with part of the Quick 6 's gang, they were walking along the edge of their hood on Chicago 's near compass north side, a beat up vicinity that almost decently the great unwashed would find mildly disturbing. They got jumped by the Crip 55 's, a pack in the cap following door. There were 6 of them and only four 6 's, Juan, Carlos, Sanchez, and Cree. They all had tongue and Cree the superstar had a gun but it was crepuscle, near quitting sentence, and showing heavy stuff during daylight was forbidden. Cree was a federal parolee, recently released. He could not accept a fall for a weapons charge so it was a matter of fists, and stones and bottle. The 6 's held there own for awhile. Carlos got a busted point and they all got bruised and scratched. Finally, Cree shouted `` let beat it ''. They ran for the El racecourse but the 55 's followed. Once they were under the lead and headed towards the lake they were on only slightly familiar territory. Somebody else 's. Juan huffed to Cree as they ran, `` there is an billet building next occlusion. Maybe we can hide there ''. they zig-zagged through an skittle alley and a couplet of people 's yards. They dove into the entryway way of the two story office edifice that had Hannen and Assoc. on the deoxyephedrine on the room access of the protected entrance way. The door failed to concede. There was a buzzer. Carlos was watching around the box of the entry way as the others huddled. `` They 're still comin '', Michael Assat said. Juan said, `` I have an idea '', and punched the doorbell. `` Hello, can I help you ? Do you have an naming ? ``, said a pleasant sounding distaff voice.

Juan mimicked a modest child 's voice, `` ma'am you got to hep me thers some older guy cable chasing me and they going to ticktock me, facilitate me, please let me in let me in ''. `` WWhat '', said the adult female back. Carlos made rapid motioning gesture with his hands. `` assist me, oh help me, they are gona kill me please gentlewoman, oh god, here they come ''. There was a moment of faltering and then the door gave a buzz. All 4 of the 6 's slam through the door and quietly closed it. The Crips glanced at the threshold and ran on down the street. Cree turn around towards a low, '' eeeek '', that he heard from behind him. There in straw man of an oval semicircle desk sat a blond with big tits. There was an elevator behind her. Debbie, the receptionist had both hands over her rima oris in fright, She knew that she had just made the biggest, most dangerous mistake of her life. She stabbed for the intercommunication system switch but Sanchez was too agile. He lunged over the desk tackling Debbie and slamming her to the floor. When they hit, Debbie had the nothingness knocked out of her and had to defend to keep back consciousness. Through blurry watery eyes she looked up at a stocky well muscle Latino man with black whisker and heart. `` Hi '', the man said, `` I 'm Cree and you and I are going to play ''.

Suddenly, the threshold rattled and everyone ducked down. The doorbell rang and a voice - one of the Crips said over the intercom, `` Heh aniboda in der ! '' Cree said, `` We need to get out of here ''. He turned towards Debbie. Juan had his hand over her mouth and was squeezing one of her big mamilla. Her blond hair showed she trembled. `` What 's upstairs '' ? Juan took his paw away and squeezed her tit harder. `` result quiet bitch '', he whispered in her ear. He licked a little and like what he tasted. `` An, An office ''. `` How many people ? '' `` 7 ''. `` Ok '', Cree said ,. `` Juan, you and Sanchez take the elevator ''. Juan reached into his back pocket and flipped out an 8 in knife. He stuck it to Debbie 's throat and pressed grueling enough for a thin gouge and a fall of bloodline. `` Stand up ''. They did. `` What 's your name ? '' `` Debbie ''. `` Ok Debbie '', and her squeezed her tit again, `` Punch the up elevator button and do exactly what I tell you ''. Cree pulled out his 45 from the back of his pants and said, `` Ok Ilich Sanchez we take the stairs ''.

As the Elevator ascended Debbie was so scared she thought she would pee her gasp. The knife at her throat damage and this Juan Guy was nearly ripping off her redress breast. She was in pain and she whimpered. Juan whispered, `` if you think this is fun wait to you see what Cree likes ''. And the room access to the elevator opened. 6 pair of middle turned towards the lift door. Missing Carlos the Jackal and Cree as they slipped through the exit door to the slope. Juan and Sanchez stepped off of the elevator and person hollered, `` dial 911 ''. Juan shouted, `` freeze ! Or Debbie dies ''. Cree shouted, `` freezing '', and pointed his gun at the lone male person seeable. `` You tell everyone to move to the nerve centre of the room ''. He motioned with his pistol. gumshoe turned to the 5 women and said, `` Ok everybody remain calm. Lets move to the center of the Room ''. His spokesperson quavered a bit. Shelia his wife and senior secretarial assistant for the firm started to stand up from behind her desk and move. She was 30, 5'10 and 130 lbs, with relative bosom and red curly hair. Her new husband dick the office handler was 40, 6 ft tall, thin and the bossy character. Jennifer had been filing some papers when the intrusion began. She put her hand to her pharynx and swayed to the centre of the room. She was 24, 5'4 and 115 lbs. She had medium melon vine sized tits, articulatio humeri length brown pilus and a classic Italian Brown expression. Diane, the executive repository, had just come out of the supply room with a mitt full of office supply. She promptly dropped them on the floor and bent to cull them up. Cree said, `` omission that cunt and get to the marrow with the others ''. Diane was real knock out, she was 20, 5'4 and 110 lbs. with big knocker and long bleached blonde haircloth. Ilich Ramirez Sanchez was closest to her, and he said, `` I can hardly wait '', making little breastfeed haphazardness and short slash motility with his now drawn buck knife. Arlene the littlest and youngest of the fair sex started to cry. She was 26, 4'11 and 90 lbs. She was easily mistaken for a 16 year old girl. She had small tits and short Brown University tomentum. She was comforted by the last-place woman, Lisa the general secretary and backup receptionist for Debbie - still in the grasp of Juan and now leaking pee down leg. Lisa was 27, 5'7 140 with big tits and teased light brown haircloth. She prided herself on dressing provocatively, Shelia said, like a slut. Today she thought it might be a mistake. dick said, `` What are you doing here. What do you want '' ? Cree who was 5'8'at 175 lbs and well muscled from old age of prison house free weight lifting, stepped next to dick and put the gun to his straits, `` I want you ! Everyone take off their clothes NOW ! '' `` WW wwhat '', said tool. `` take in off your clothes, you pussy fuck, now ! '' cock began to unbotton his shirt. Sanchez waved a knife in Lisa 's face but Cree said, `` NO she can save her clothes on I like the way she dresses ''. So Sanchez a slender twinkle count light skinned latino turned to Jenifer who stood next to Lisa, and cut the first of all button off her blouse, then the next, then the succeeding, until her bra was exposed. He reached in and cut the cup connective and her bosom plopped out, as she gasped. `` There '', he said, `` that should give it libertine for ya ''. Everyone was starting to unbotton and unsnap and unzip. pecker had his shirt off. Cree said, `` Is there anyone else in the construction ? '' `` Yes '', Shelia said. `` Mike the maintanence guy is downstairs in back. The stairs are over there by the supply closet ''. `` Carlos '', said Cree, `` why do n't you go ask him to join us ''. Carlos was only 19. The untested of the Quick 6 's. He was tall and skinning and had a pony tail. `` for sure affair Cree '', he said as he quietly opened the door to the stairwell. Juan the largest of them all at 6'2'and 190 lbs laughed. His 12 in dick was hard and rubbing up Debbie 's ass crack. Her tit was numb and her throat injury. Juans dick was getting moist from her dripples of pee. `` Let 's party '', he said and stepped back from Debbie. He ripped through her cotton top with his flick-knife and threw it to the level. Debbie clutched at her bra/tits but he ripped that off by hand, and in a second cut through her dress and threw to the floor as well. He grabbed a fistful of panties, and yanked up sending searing bother through her pussy and asshole. He yanked down so toilsome that her panties knocked her shoes off as she, tripped to defend her equipoise. Juan held them up and smelled them. `` Oh Debbie, you big titted infant, this is going to be fun ''. In short, in 5 seconds Debbie was naked. Juan grabbed her naked nipple and squeezed hard, draggin her to him. He kissed her roughly on the mouth as she sqealed from her pained tit. Then she peed loudly on the level. Juan just laughed and said, `` I love a woman that gets into what she is do-doing. ''