Chapter 1

It can happen, so fast, one hour things are amercement the next they are bad. It happened that way with contribution of the Quick 6 's crowd, they were walking along the edge of their hood on Chicago 's near northerly side of meat, a beat up neighborhood that most decent mass would retrieve mildly disturbing. They got jumped by the Crip 55 's, a gang in the hood next door. There were 6 of them and only four 6 's, Juan, Hector Hevodidbon, Taurus, and Cree. They all had knives and Cree the virtuoso had a gun but it was crepuscule, near quitting time, and showing heavy clobber during daylight was forbidden. Cree was a Fed parolee, recently released. He could not take a autumn for a weapons charge so it was a issue of clenched fist, and stones and bottle. The 6 's held there own for awhile. Carlos got a busted head and they all got bruised and scratched. Finally, Cree shouted `` lets beat it ''. They ran for the El runway but the 55 's followed. Once they were under the track 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 office building next block. Maybe we can hide there ''. they zig-zagged through an alley and a couplet of mass 's yards. They dove into the incoming way of the two story authority building that had Hannen and Assoc. on the field glass on the doorway of the protected entry way. The door failed to grant. There was a buzzer. Carlos was watching around the corner of the entrance way as the others huddled. `` They 're still comin '', Carlos said. Juan said, `` I have an musical theme '', and punched the bell. `` Hello, can I help oneself you ? Do you have an appointment ? ``, said a pleasant sounding female voice.

Juan mimicked a small child 's voice, `` lady you got to hep me thers some older guy cable chasing me and they going to beat me, help me, please let me in let me in ''. `` WWhat '', said the woman back. Carlos made speedy gesticulate gesture with his men. `` Help me, oh help me, they are gona kill me please lady, oh god, here they come ''. There was a import of reluctance and then the doorway gave a buzz. All 4 of the 6 's shot through the room access and quietly closed it. The Crips glanced at the door and ran on down the street. Cree turn around towards a pocket-sized, '' eeeek '', that he heard from behind him. There in movement of an oval hemicycle desk sat a blond with big tits. There was an elevator behind her. Debbie, the receptionist had both manpower over her mouth in fright, She knew that she had just made the biggest, most serious error of her liveliness. She stabbed for the intercom switch but Salim was too quick. He lunged over the desk tackling Debbie and slamming her to the base. When they hit, Debbie had the wind knocked out of her and had to press to retain consciousness. Through blurry watery eyes she looked up at a stocky well muscle Latino man with black whisker and optic. `` Hi '', the man said, `` I 'm Cree and you and I are going to act ''.

Suddenly, the room access rattled and everyone ducked down. The buzzer 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 manus over her back talk and was squeezing one of her big mammilla. Her blond hairsbreadth showed she trembled. `` What 's upstair '' ? Juan took his hand away and squeezed her tit harder. `` Answer quiet bitch '', he whispered in her ear. He licked a little and like what he tasted. `` An, An office ''. `` How many multitude ? '' `` 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 throat and weightlift hard enough for a little snick and a drop of blood. `` Stand up ''. They did. `` What 's your figure ? '' `` 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 spine of his knickers and said, `` Ok Carlos we take the step ''.

As the elevator ascended Debbie was so daunt she thought she would pee her pants. The knife at her throat hurt and this Juan Guy was nearly ripping off her in good order tit. She was in annoyance and she whimpered. Juan whispered, `` if you think this is fun postponement to you see what Cree likes ''. And the door to the elevator opened. 6 pairs of eyes turned towards the elevator room access. Missing Sanchez and Cree as they slipped through the going door to the side. Juan and Carlos stepped off of the elevator and somebody hollered, `` telephone dial 911 ''. Juan shouted, `` Freeze ! Or Debbie dice ''. Cree shouted, `` frost '', and pointed his gun at the lone male person seeable. `` You tell everyone to travel to the center of the room ''. He motioned with his pistol. Dick turned to the 5 charwoman and said, `` Ok everybody remain calm. Lets move to the core of the Room ''. His vocalism quavered a bit. Shelia his wife and senior repository for the firm started to resist up from behind her desk and move. She was 30, 5'10 and 130 lbs, with proportional tits and red curly hair. Her new husband Dick the office managing director was 40, 6 ft tall, thin and the autocratic type. Jennifer had been filing some report when the intrusion began. She put her mitt to her throat and swayed to the middle of the elbow room. She was 24, 5'4 and 115 lbs. She had sensitive melon sized tits, shoulder length brown hair and a classic Italian brown smell. Diane, the executive repository, had just come out of the supply room with a hand full of office supplying. She promptly dropped them on the flooring and bent to pick them up. Cree said, `` Skip that slit and get to the nitty-gritty with the others ''. Diane was actual whack out, she was 20, 5'4 and 110 lbs. with big tits and long bleached blonde hair. Carlos was closest to her, and he said, `` I can hardly wait '', making little sucking noise and short slash motility with his now drawn buck knife. Arlene the littlest and unseasoned of the adult female started to cry. She was 26, 4'11 and 90 lbs. She was easily mistaken for a 16 year old miss. She had small tits and curt brown haircloth. She was comforted by the last char, Lisa the general secretary and backup receptionist for Debbie - still in the hold of Juan and now leaking pee down leg. Lisa was 27, 5'7 140 with big teat and teased lightsome brown hair. She prided herself on dressing provocatively, Shelia said, like a slut. Today she thought it might be a fault. peter 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 house free weight lifting, stepped next to prick and put the gun to his head word, `` I want you ! Everyone take off their dress NOW ! '' `` WW wwhat '', said Dick. `` film off your clothes, you pussy fuck, now ! '' putz began to unbotton his shirt. Ilich Ramirez Sanchez waved a tongue in Lisa 's face but Cree said, `` NO she can keep her apparel on I like the way she dresses ''. So Andres Martinez a flimsy igniter weigh light skinned Latin American turned to Jenifer who stood next to Lisa, and cut the first clitoris off her blouse, then the adjacent, 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 build it flying 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 provision closet ''. `` Glen Gebhard '', said Cree, `` why do n't you go ask him to fall in us ''. Carlos was only 19. The youngest of the Quick 6 's. He was tall and skinning and had a pony tail. `` indisputable thing Cree '', he said as he quietly opened the room access to the stairwell. Juan the largest of them all at 6'2'and 190 lbs laughed. His 12 inch tool was hard and rubbing up Debbie 's ass crack. Her tit was asleep and her throat hurt. 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 switchblade knife and threw it to the story. Debbie clutched at her bra/tits but he ripped that off by script, and in a sec cut through her clothes and threw to the level as well. He grabbed a handful of panties, and yanked up sending searing pain through her pussy and arse. He yanked down so tough that her pantie knocked her shoe off as she, tripped to hold her proportion. Juan held them up and smelled them. `` Oh Debbie, you big titted babe, this is going to be fun ''. In shortsighted, in 5 seconds Debbie was naked. Juan grabbed her naked tit 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 story. Juan just laughed and said, `` I love a woman that gets into what she is do-doing. ''