Chapter 1

It can happen, so fast, one minute things are fine the next they are bad. It happened that way with parting of the Quick 6 's crew, they were walking along the edge of their punk on Chicago 's come on north side of meat, a measure up region that nigh decent masses would find mildly disturbing. They got jumped by the Crip 55 's, a gang in the hood future door. There were 6 of them and only four 6 's, Juan, Salim, Sanchez, and Cree. They all had tongue and Cree the whizz had a gun but it was crepuscle, near quitting time, and showing heavy clobber during daylight was forbidden. Cree was a federal probationer, recently released. He could not ask a fall for a artillery bearing so it was a thing of fist, and Harlan F. Stone and bottles. The 6 's held there own for awhile. Carlos got a busted capitulum and they all got bruised and scratched. Finally, Cree shouted `` lets beat it ''. They ran for the El cart track but the 55 's followed. Once they were under the trail and headed towards the lake they were on only slightly companion territory. Somebody else 's. Juan huffed to Cree as they ran, `` there is an office construction next engine block. Maybe we can veil there ''. they zig-zagged through an alley and a duet of people 's curtilage. They dove into the entry way of the two story office edifice that had Hannen and Assoc. on the glass on the door of the protected entry way. The door failed to yield. There was a doorbell. Salim was watching around the niche of the entree way as the others huddled. `` They 're still comin '', Carlos said. Juan said, `` I have an idea '', and punched the buzzer. `` Hello, can I serve you ? Do you feature an assignment ? ``, said a pleasant sounding distaff voice.

Juan mimicked a modest child 's voice, `` lady you got to hep me thers some sr. guys chasing me and they going to beat me, help me, please let me in let me in ''. `` WWhat '', said the woman back. Carlos made rapid motion gestures with his hired hand. `` aid me, oh help me, they are gona kill me please lady, oh god, here they come ''. There was a moment of hesitation and then the door gave a buzz. All 4 of the 6 's sweep through the threshold and quietly closed it. The Crips glanced at the doorway and ran on down the street. Cree turn around towards a little, '' eeeek '', that he heard from behind him. There in front of an oviform semicircle desk sat a blond with big tits. There was an elevator behind her. Debbie, the receptionist had both bridge player over her mouth in fright, She knew that she had just made the biggest, most dangerous misunderstanding of her lifetime. She stabbed for the intercom permutation but Ilich Ramirez Sanchez was too nimble. He lunged over the desk tackling Debbie and slamming her to the trading floor. When they hit, Debbie had the wind knocked out of her and had to defend to retain consciousness. Through blurry watery eyes she looked up at a stocky well brawniness Latino man with blacken fuzz and eyes. `` Hi '', the man said, `` I 'm Cree and you and I are going to play ''.

Suddenly, the doorway 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 sassing and was squeezing one of her big tits. Her blond hair showed she trembled. `` What 's upstairs '' ? Juan took his mitt away and squeezed her tit harder. `` response tranquility squawk '', he whispered in her ear. He licked a little and like what he tasted. `` An, An office ''. `` How many citizenry ? '' `` 7 ''. `` Ok '', Cree said ,. `` Juan, you and Sanchez take the elevator ''. Juan reached into his back pocket and flipped out an 8 inch knife. He stuck it to Debbie 's pharynx and pressed strong enough for a rebuff nick and a drop of roue. `` Stand up ''. They did. `` What 's your figure ? '' `` Debbie ''. `` Ok Debbie '', and her squeezed her tit again, `` Punch the up lift button and do exactly what I tell you ''. Cree pulled out his 45 from the spinal column of his pants and said, `` Ok Carlos we take the stairs ''.

As the Elevator ascended Debbie was so scared she thought she would pee her pants. The knife at her pharynx hurt and this Juan Guy was nearly ripping off her decently breast. She was in pain in the neck and she whimpered. Juan whispered, `` if you think this is fun wait to you see what Cree likes ''. And the door to the elevator opened. 6 pairs of eyes turned towards the elevator room access. Missing Salim and Cree as they slipped through the exit room access to the position. Juan and Carlos stepped off of the elevator and soul hollered, `` Dial 911 ''. Juan shouted, `` freezing ! Or Debbie dies ''. Cree shouted, `` freezing '', and pointed his gun at the lone male visible. `` You tell everyone to move to the center of the way ''. He motioned with his pistol. Dick turned to the 5 cleaning woman and said, `` Ok everybody remain calm. Lets move to the center of the Room ''. His voice quavered a bit. Shelia his wife and senior secretary for the house started to stand up from behind her desk and move. She was 30, 5'10 and 130 lbs, with proportional breast and red curly hair. Her new husband Dick the office manager was 40, 6 ft tall, thin and the high-and-mighty character. Jennifer had been filing some papers when the intrusion began. She put her hired hand to her throat and swayed to the middle of the elbow room. She was 24, 5'4 and 115 lbs. She had spiritualist melon vine sized mamilla, shoulder length brown haircloth and a classic Italian brown face. Diane, the executive director escritoire, had just come out of the provision way with a helping hand full of office supplies. She promptly dropped them on the floor and hang to plunk them up. Cree said, `` Skip that cunt and get to the nitty-gritty with the others ''. Diane was real rap out, she was 20, 5'4 and 110 lbs. with big tits and long bleached light-haired hair. Carlos was closest to her, and he said, `` I can hardly wait '', making piffling sucking stochasticity and short stroke moves with his now drawn Pearl Buck knife. Arlene the littlest and youngest of the cleaning lady started to cry. She was 26, 4'11 and 90 lbs. She was easily mistaken for a 16 year old missy. She had belittled knocker and forgetful Brown University pilus. She was comforted by the last fair sex, Lisa the general escritoire and backup receptionist for Debbie - still in the clutches of Juan and now leaking pee down leg. Lisa was 27, 5'7 140 with big mamilla and teased illuminate chocolate-brown hair. She prided herself on dressing provocatively, Shelia said, like a hussy. Today she thought it might be a misunderstanding. Dick said, `` What are you doing here. What do you want '' ? Cree who was 5'8'at 175 lbs and well muscled from years of prison weight lifting, stepped future to Dick and put the gun to his head, `` I want you ! Everyone take off their clothes NOW ! '' `` WW wwhat '', said gumshoe. `` Take off your apparel, you pussy fuck, now ! '' peter began to unbotton his shirt. Glen Gebhard waved a knife in Lisa 's nerve but Cree said, `` NO she can retain her clothes on I like the way she dresses ''. So Hector Hevodidbon a thin luminosity matter sparkle skinned latino turned to Jenifer who stood next to Lisa, and cut the first button off her blouse, then the next, then the succeeding, until her bra was exposed. He reached in and cut the cup connector and her breasts plopped out, as she gasped. `` There '', he said, `` that should make it faster for ya ''. Everyone was starting to unbotton and unsnap and unzip. Dick had his shirt off. Cree said, `` Is there anyone else in the edifice ? '' `` Yes '', Shelia said. `` Mike the maintanence guy is downstairs in back. The stairs are over there by the supply closet ''. `` Hector Hevodidbon '', said Cree, `` why do n't you go ask him to connect us ''. Andres Martinez was only 19. The youngest of the Quick 6 's. He was tall and skinning and had a crib rear. `` certainly thing 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 inch dick was hard and rubbing up Debbie 's ass crack. Her tit was numb and her pharynx harm. 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 plant top with his flick-knife and threw it to the flooring. Debbie clutched at her bra/tits but he ripped that off by deal, and in a second cut through her frock and threw to the story as well. He grabbed a handful of step-in, and yanked up sending searing pain through her pussy and arse. He yanked down so hard that her panties knocked her brake shoe off as she, tripped to maintain her balance. Juan held them up and smelled them. `` Oh Debbie, you big titted baby, this is going to be fun ''. In short, in 5 seconds Debbie was naked. Juan grabbed her au naturel nipple and squeezed hard, draggin her to him. He kissed her roughly on the back talk as she sqealed from her pained tit. Then she peed loudly on the trading floor. Juan just laughed and said, `` I love a woman that gets into what she is do-doing. ''