Chapter 1

It can happen, so fast, one min things are hunky-dory the next they are bad. It happened that way with character of the Quick 6 's gang, they were walking along the edge of their tough on Chicago 's draw near north side, a beat up locality that most decent people would find mildly disturbing. They got jumped by the Crip 55 's, a gang in the hoodlum next door. There were 6 of them and only four 6 's, Juan, Michael Assat, Sanchez, and Cree. They all had tongue and Cree the wiz had a gun but it was dusk, near quitting fourth dimension, and showing big stuff during daylight was forbidden. Cree was a federal parolee, recently released. He could not take a fall for a artillery rush so it was a thing of fists, and stones and nursing bottle. 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 caterpillar track but the 55 's followed. Once they were under the tracks and headed towards the lake they were on only slightly familiar dominion. Somebody else 's. Juan huffed to Cree as they ran, `` there is an position edifice next cube. Maybe we can hide there ''. they zig-zagged through an alley and a pair of people 's yards. They dove into the entryway way of the two story office building that had Hannen and Assoc. on the Methedrine on the door of the protected entrance way. The room access failed to yield. There was a buzzer. Carlos was watching around the recession of the entering way as the others huddled. `` They 're still comin '', Carlos said. Juan said, `` I have an idea '', and punched the doorbell. `` howdy, can I help you ? Do you have got an appointment ? ``, said a pleasant sounding distaff voice.

Juan mimicked a small nipper 's vox, `` lady you got to hep me thers some sr. hombre 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 gesticulate motion with his hands. `` help 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 bombilation. All 4 of the 6 's gibe through the door and quietly closed it. The Crips glanced at the doorway and ran on down the street. Cree bit around towards a small, '' eeeek '', that he heard from behind him. There in front of an oval semicircle desk sat a blond with big tit. There was an elevator behind her. Debbie, the receptionist had both hands over her mouth in fright, She knew that she had just made the biggest, most dangerous misapprehension of her life. She stabbed for the intercommunication system shift but Sanchez was too quick. He lunged over the desk tackling Debbie and slamming her to the trading floor. When they hit, Debbie had the jazz knocked out of her and had to fight to keep on knowingness. Through blurry watery eyes she looked up at a stocky fountainhead sinew Latin American man with black hair and eyes. `` Hi '', the man said, `` I 'm Cree and you and I are going to play ''.

Suddenly, the door rattled and everyone ducked down. The bell rang and a voice - one of the Crips said over the intercommunication system, `` 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 tit. Her blond pilus showed she trembled. `` What 's upstairs '' ? Juan took his hand away and squeezed her tit harder. `` Answer quiet squawk '', he whispered in her ear. He licked a niggling and like what he tasted. `` An, An office staff ''. `` How many people ? '' `` 7 ''. `` Ok '', Cree said ,. `` Juan, you and Sanchez take the elevator ''. Juan reached into his back air hole and flipped out an 8 inch knife. He stuck it to Debbie 's pharynx and pressed knockout enough for a slight ding and a drop of line of descent. `` 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 binding of his pants and said, `` Ok Carlos we take the steps ''.

As the Elevator ascended Debbie was so mark she thought she would pee her gasp. The knife at her throat hurt and this Juan Guy was nearly ripping off her right boob. She was in botheration and she whimpered. Juan whispered, `` if you think this is fun waiting to you see what Cree likes ''. And the door to the lift opened. 6 duet of optic turned towards the lift door. Missing Salim and Cree as they slipped through the departure door to the side. Juan and Salim 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 person visible. `` You tell everyone to run to the midpoint of the elbow room ''. He motioned with his shooting iron. cock turned to the 5 women and said, `` Ok everybody remain calm. Lets move to the centre of attention of the way ''. His voice quavered a bit. Shelia his wife and senior secretary for the firm started to stand up from behind her desk and relocation. She was 30, 5'10 and 130 lbs, with relative mamilla and red curly hair. Her new husband Dick the office manager was 40, 6 ft tall, reduce and the bossy type. Jennifer had been filing some papers when the violation 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 medium melon vine sized titmouse, berm distance brown hair and a classic Italian brown looks. Diane, the Executive escritoire, had just come out of the supply room with a helping hand full of situation supplies. She promptly dropped them on the floor and bent to pick them up. Cree said, `` omission that cunt and get to the center with the others ''. Diane was real knock out, she was 20, 5'4 and 110 lbs. with big tits and long bleached blonde hairsbreadth. Carlos the Jackal was closest to her, and he said, `` I can hardly hold off '', making little wet-nurse noise and short slash motion with his now drawn shoot knife. Arlene the littlest and youngest of the char 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 curtly Robert Brown hair. She was comforted by the net woman, Lisa the general secretary and computer 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. dick said, `` What are you doing here. What do you require '' ? Cree who was 5'8'at 175 lbs and well muscled from years of prison weight lifting, stepped following to Dick and put the gun to his head, `` I want you ! Everyone take off their wearing apparel NOW ! '' `` WW wwhat '', said tool. `` Take off your wearing apparel, you pussy fuck, now ! '' shaft began to unbotton his shirt. Sanchez waved a knife in Lisa 's boldness but Cree said, `` NO she can maintain her clothes on I like the way she dresses ''. So Sanchez a thin lighter weigh light skinned latino turned to Jenifer who stood next to Lisa, and cut the low gear push button off her blouse, then the next, then the succeeding, 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 draw it faster for ya ''. Everyone was starting to unbotton and unsnap and unzip. pecker 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 stairs are over there by the supply closet ''. `` Carlos '', said Cree, `` why do n't you go ask him to get together us ''. Carlos was only 19. The immature of the Quick 6 's. He was tall and skinning and had a trot derriere. `` Sure thing Cree '', he said as he quietly opened the door to the stairwell. Juan the expectant of them all at 6'2'and 190 lbs laughed. His 12 in putz was hard and rubbing up Debbie 's ass crack. Her tit was benumb and her pharynx 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 hand, and in a s cut through her apparel and threw to the floor as well. He grabbed a fistful of scanty, and yanked up sending searing infliction through her slit and whoreson. He yanked down so hard that her panties knocked her shoes off as she, tripped to maintain her Libra. Juan held them up and smelled them. `` Oh Debbie, you big titted infant, this is going to be fun ''. In dead, in 5 second base Debbie was naked. Juan grabbed her bare nipple and squeezed hard, draggin her to him. He kissed her roughly on the backtalk 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. ''