Chapter 1

It can bump, so fast, one minute things are fine the next they are bad. It happened that way with part of the Quick 6 's work party, they were walking along the edge of their bonnet on boodle 's near compass north side, a beat up region that most adequate mass would find oneself mildly disturbing. They got jumped by the Crip 55 's, a crew in the hood side by side door. There were 6 of them and only four 6 's, Juan, Carlos, Sanchez, and Cree. They all had knives and Cree the superstar had a gun but it was fall, near quitting time, and showing fleshy stuff and nonsense during daytime was forbidden. Cree was a federal parolee, recently released. He could not subscribe a fall for a weapon explosive charge so it was a affair of fists, and Isidor Feinstein Stone and bottles. The 6 's held there own for awhile. Ilich Sanchez got a busted head and they all got bruised and scratched. Finally, Cree shouted `` Army of the Righteous beat it ''. They ran for the El track but the 55 's followed. Once they were under the trail 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 back street and a couple of the great unwashed 's railyard. They dove into the entrance way of the two floor office building that had Hannen and Assoc. on the glass on the door of the protected entering way. The door failed to knuckle under. There was a buzzer. Carlos was watching around the nook of the entrance way as the others huddled. `` They 're still comin '', Sanchez said. Juan said, `` I have an idea '', and punched the bell. `` hello, can I serve you ? Do you have an fitting ? ``, said a pleasant sounding female voice.

Juan mimicked a small child 's voice, `` lady you got to hep me thers some older cat chasing me and they going to perplex me, help me, please let me in let me in ''. `` WWhat '', said the woman back. Carlos made speedy gesture gesture with his hands. `` helper me, oh help me, they are gona kill me please madam, oh god, here they come ''. There was a moment of hesitation and then the doorway gave a buzz. All 4 of the 6 's slam through the door and quietly closed it. The Crips glanced at the doorway and ran on down the street. Cree bout around towards a small, '' eeeek '', that he heard from behind him. There in front of an oval hemicycle desk sat a blond with big boob. There was an elevator behind her. Debbie, the receptionist had both deal over her mouth in fright, She knew that she had just made the large, most dangerous error of her life. She stabbed for the intercom switch but Sanchez was too flying. He lunged over the desk tackling Debbie and slamming her to the base. When they hit, Debbie had the wind instrument knocked out of her and had to contend to retain cognizance. Through blurry watery eyes she looked up at a stocky well brawn Latino man with black tomentum and oculus. `` Hi '', the man said, `` I 'm Cree and you and I are going to fiddle ''.

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 titmouse. Her blonde fuzz showed she trembled. `` What 's upstairs '' ? Juan took his hand away and squeezed her tit harder. `` resolution still bitch '', he whispered in her ear. He licked a petty 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 pouch and flipped out an 8 in knife. He stuck it to Debbie 's throat and pressed hard enough for a svelte ding and a cliff of blood. `` Stand up ''. They did. `` What 's your figure ? '' `` Debbie ''. `` Ok Debbie '', and her squeezed her tit again, `` Punch the up elevator push and do exactly what I tell you ''. Cree pulled out his 45 from the cover of his pants and said, `` Ok Sanchez we take the stairs ''.

As the lift ascended Debbie was so scared she thought she would pee her pant. The knife at her throat harm and this Juan Guy was nearly ripping off her right 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 door to the lift opened. 6 pairs of eyes turned towards the elevator door. Missing Glen Gebhard and Cree as they slipped through the exit door to the side. Juan and Ilich Sanchez stepped off of the elevator and someone hollered, `` Dial 911 ''. Juan shouted, `` Freeze ! Or Debbie dies ''. Cree shouted, `` Freeze '', and pointed his gun at the lone male visible. `` You tell everyone to move to the center field 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 interpreter quavered a bit. Shelia his married woman and senior secretaire for the firm started to stand up from behind her desk and motion. She was 30, 5'10 and 130 lbs, with relative titmouse and red curly hair. Her new husband Dick the office director was 40, 6 ft tall, thin and the autocratic eccentric. Jennifer had been filing some report when the invasion began. She put her script to her throat and swayed to the heart of the room. She was 24, 5'4 and 115 lbs. She had medium melon sized tits, articulatio humeri distance brown hair and a classic Italian brownness looks. Diane, the administrator secretaire, had just come out of the supply room with a hand full of function provision. She promptly dropped them on the floor and bent to beak them up. Cree said, `` Skip that snatch and get to the centre of attention with the others ''. Diane was real knock 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 hold off '', making little sucking haphazardness and curtly slash motility with his now drawn buck knife. Arlene the short and youthful of the women started to cry. She was 26, 4'11 and 90 lbs. She was easily mistaken for a 16 year old miss. She had lowly tits and poor Brown University hair's-breadth. She was comforted by the last woman, Lisa the general secretary 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 tits and teased light brown hair. She prided herself on dressing provocatively, Shelia said, like a slut. Today she thought it might be a mistake. 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 weighting lifting, stepped following to dick and put the gun to his read/write head, `` I want you ! Everyone take off their wearing apparel NOW ! '' `` WW wwhat '', said putz. `` admit off your clothes, you pussy have sex, now ! '' Dick began to unbotton his shirt. Carlos waved a tongue in Lisa 's face but Cree said, `` NO she can keep her clothes on I like the way she dresses ''. So Sanchez a fragile light press light skinned Latino turned to Jenifer who stood adjacent to Lisa, and cut the first button off her blouse, then the next, then the future, until her bra was exposed. He reached in and cut the cup connecter and her bosom plopped out, as she gasped. `` There '', he said, `` that should make it degraded for ya ''. Everyone was starting to unbotton and unsnap and unzip. peter had his shirt off. Cree said, `` Is there anyone else in the building ? '' `` Yes '', Shelia said. `` Mike the maintanence guy is downstairs in back. The step are over there by the supply wardrobe ''. `` Carlos '', said Cree, `` why do n't you go ask him to bring together us ''. Carlos was only 19. The youngest of the Quick 6 's. He was tall and skinning and had a pony fag end. `` Sure 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 pecker was hard and rubbing up Debbie 's ass crack. Her tit was blunt and her throat scathe. Juans peter was getting moist from her dripples of pee. `` Let 's company '', he said and stepped back from Debbie. He ripped through her cotton top with his switchblade and threw it to the storey. Debbie clutched at her bra/tits but he ripped that off by bridge player, and in a second cut through her dress and threw to the base as well. He grabbed a fistful of panties, and yanked up sending searing nuisance through her kitty and motherfucker. He yanked down so hard that her panty knocked her shoes off as she, tripped to maintain her balance. Juan held them up and smelled them. `` Oh Debbie, you big titted babe, this is going to be fun ''. In short, 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 pain tit. Then she peed loudly on the floor. Juan just laughed and said, `` I love a woman that gets into what she is do-doing. ''