The Quick 6 'S


Chapter 1

It can happen, so fast, one minute things are fine the next they are bad. It happened that way with section of the Quick 6 's gang, they were walking along the edge of their thug on Chicago 's about north incline, a pulsation up vicinity that most decent mass would find mildly disturbing. They got jumped by the Crip 55 's, a gang in the cowl following door. There were 6 of them and only four 6 's, Juan, Carlos, Ilich Sanchez, and Cree. They all had knife and Cree the superstar had a gun but it was dusk, near quitting sentence, and showing clayey clobber during daytime was prohibit. Cree was a Union parolee, recently released. He could not ask a declination for a weapons billing so it was a matter of fists, and stones and nursing 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 tracks but the 55 's followed. Once they were under the course 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 cylinder block. Maybe we can obscure there ''. they zig-zagged through an alley and a duet of citizenry 's G. They dove into the entrance way of the two tale office building that had Hannen and Assoc. on the glass on the door of the protected entrance way. The door failed to yield. There was a buzzer. Carlos was watching around the corner of the entrance way as the others huddled. `` They 're still comin '', Taurus said. Juan said, `` I have an idea '', and punched the doorbell. `` how-do-you-do, can I help you ? Do you make an appointment ? ``, said a pleasant sounding female voice.

Juan mimicked a pocket-size child 's vox, `` gentlewoman you got to hep me thers some previous bozo chasing me and they going to beat me, help oneself me, please let me in let me in ''. `` WWhat '', said the woman back. Carlos made rapid gesticulate motion with his men. `` service me, oh help me, they are gona kill me delight lady, oh god, here they come ''. There was a moment of falter and then the door gave a buzz. 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 tour around towards a modest, '' eeeek '', that he heard from behind him. There in front of an elliptical semicircle desk sat a blond with big titty. 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 fault of her liveliness. She stabbed for the intercom switch but Carlos was too flying. He lunged over the desk tackling Debbie and slamming her to the storey. When they hit, Debbie had the wind knocked out of her and had to fight back to keep on cognisance. Through blurry watery eyes she looked up at a stocky well muscle Latin American man with black hair and center. `` Hi '', the man said, `` I 'm Cree and you and I are going to play ''.

Suddenly, the door rattled and everyone ducked down. The buzzer rang and a representative - 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 bridge player over her mouth and was squeezing one of her big tits. Her blond hair showed she trembled. `` What 's upstairs '' ? Juan took his hand away and squeezed her tit harder. `` Answer calm down gripe '', 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 Salim take the elevator ''. Juan reached into his rachis sac and flipped out an 8 inch tongue. He stuck it to Debbie 's throat and pressed intemperately enough for a slender nick and a pearl of blood. `` Stand up ''. They did. `` What 's your epithet ? '' `` Debbie ''. `` Ok Debbie '', and her squeezed her tit again, `` Punch the up elevator clitoris and do exactly what I tell you ''. Cree pulled out his 45 from the back of his bloomers 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 trauma and this Juan Guy was nearly ripping off her correct bosom. She was in pain 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 pairs of eyes turned towards the elevator door. Missing Ilich Ramirez Sanchez and Cree as they slipped through the loss door to the side. Juan and Carlos stepped off of the lift and someone hollered, `` Dial 911 ''. Juan shouted, `` freezing ! Or Debbie dies ''. Cree shouted, `` Freeze '', and pointed his gun at the lone male seeable. `` You tell everyone to propel to the kernel of the room ''. He motioned with his pistol. tool turned to the 5 char and said, `` Ok everybody remain serene. Lets move to the nerve centre of the Room ''. His voice quavered a bit. Shelia his wife and senior secretary for the firm started to remain firm up from behind her desk and move. She was 30, 5'10 and 130 lbs, with proportional tit and red curly hair. Her new hubby Dick the office manager was 40, 6 ft tall, thin and the bossy character. Jennifer had been filing some composition when the intrusion began. She put her helping hand to her pharynx and swayed to the midsection of the way. She was 24, 5'4 and 115 lbs. She had medium melon sized pap, shoulder joint length brown hair and a classic Italian brown looks. Diane, the executive Secretary, had just come out of the supply elbow room with a hand full of post supplies. She promptly dropped them on the trading floor and bent to pick them up. Cree said, `` Skip that snatch and get to the eye with the others ''. Diane was actual roast out, she was 20, 5'4 and 110 lbs. with big bosom and long bleached blonde hair. Ilich Ramirez Sanchez was closest to her, and he said, `` I can hardly wait '', making slight sucking noises and brusque virgule motility with his now drawn horse knife. Arlene the lilliputian and young of the cleaning lady 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 brusque brown pilus. She was comforted by the last woman, Lisa the general secretary and stand-in receptionist for Debbie - still in the hold of Juan and now leaking pee down leg. Lisa was 27, 5'7 140 with big pap and teased calorie-free brown hair. She prided herself on dressing provocatively, Shelia said, like a slut. Today she thought it might be a error. pecker 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 headland, `` I want you ! Everyone involve off their clothes NOW ! '' `` WW wwhat '', said hawkshaw. `` Take off your clothes, you pussy shtup, now ! '' hawkshaw began to unbotton his shirt. Hector Hevodidbon waved a knife in Lisa 's face but Cree said, `` NO she can retain her wearing apparel on I like the way she dresses ''. So Sanchez a thin unclouded matter light skinned latino turned to Jenifer who stood adjacent to Lisa, and cut the outset release off her blouse, then the next, then the future, until her bra was exposed. He reached in and cut the cup connecter and her titty plopped out, as she gasped. `` There '', he said, `` that should lay down it debauched for ya ''. Everyone was starting to unbotton and unsnap and unzip. dick 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 stair are over there by the supply loo ''. `` Carlos '', said Cree, `` why do n't you go ask him to join us ''. Carlos was only 19. The youngest of the Quick 6 's. He was tall and skinning and had a shot glass tail. `` for sure thing Cree '', he said as he quietly opened the door to the stairwell. Juan the large of them all at 6'2'and 190 lbs laughed. His 12 inch dick was knockout and rubbing up Debbie 's ass crack. Her tit was dull and her throat detriment. 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 and threw it to the floor. Debbie clutched at her bra/tits but he ripped that off by hired hand, and in a second cut through her dress and threw to the floor as well. He grabbed a fistful of step-in, and yanked up sending searing pain through her pussy and asshole. He yanked down so hard that her panty knocked her shoes off as she, tripped to asseverate her residue. Juan held them up and smelled them. `` Oh Debbie, you big titted babe, this is going to be fun ''. In short, in 5 secondment Debbie was naked. Juan grabbed her au naturel nipple and squeezed hard, draggin her to him. He kissed her roughly on the mouth as she sqealed from her trouble 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. ''
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