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First, all Racist opinions are stated secondhand, by someone too young to understand.  However, this ain't Dixie, it's New England.  So, it's the Yankee racism.  Also, if you haven't noticed I've been doing a lot of stories which involve Vehicles.  It's a fairly common way to avoid getting caught.  There's no Address on a train car, you can't just send the SWAT team to surround it.

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Good (Bad) Girl

I pouted.  We flew down, and that was great!  Daddy wanted to take the stupid train back, because he's stupid, and he likes stupid trains.  I threw up.  Now I have to go, the pilot called to say we would be making a stop in Baltimore, but mommy said there's no time, and she'd take me when we started again.

   "Look at these."  He didn't say it.  "Gangsters."  1, 2, 3 and a girl makes 4.  She looks scared, but "What did they have to steal to get tickets on the Acela Express?"

It's not scary, I want to tell the girl, hope you didn't have a big breakfast, but I have to cross my legs, when we started again.

One of them walked back.  He walked funny, maybe he had to go too?

"Should've invested in Belts."

"Now, don't be rude."

"Well, I'm sorry, but I don't want these, monkeys ruining a perfectly fine trip."

Up front, he pushed the girl.  One of them pushed down the girl.  "Bad girl, tried to run away."

"No?"

He pulled his hanky out of his pocket.

"You know it's blood in, blood out."

"NWM, MN!"

"Dear god!"  

"Can I go now, mommy?"

"They have guns!"

I looked back at the other one.  He didn't go, he just pulled out his gun.

"MHEEII!"

"Oh no.  Oh lord no, make it stop."

No, God.  Don't make it stop.  They're doing it.  I want to see.

"Don't look, Kelsey."  She held my head, and on the soft part of her blouse.

"Fucking animals."

"MRH MHR MHR!"

Mommy has nice tits.  Nice big titties, like that girl Debbie.  From the movie, she's a bad girl.  She went to jail, but God didn't listen to her.  He listened to me, because Mommy was bad.  She lied, she said if I ran away, a bad man would take me, and hurt me, and kill me, and leave me dead in a ditch, but he didn't do any of that.

He was very nice.  He kissed me, and hugged me.  "Hmn!"  He showed me a movie, and let me take my clothes off, and run around naked, and he likes Debbie.  She's a cowgirl, with nice titties.  Nice big titties.

Oops, I had an accident.    "Hm!"  It's warm, and wet, just like my bed when I wake up.

"Uh!  Kelsey!"  Mommy let me go, so I got up.

"Uh oh."

"Kelsey, get back here!"

If I run away, maybe the bad men will take me.  They're bad men, my daddy told me not to play with the nigger kids, but there Gangsters, not kids.

"You might want to go back to your seat, little miss."

 

"I wet my dress."    So, I took it off.  "Your big."  

"What the hell?"  

"Your big, and black.  I betcha got a big dick, huh!  Take me with you, I'll suck your dick if you take me with you."

I hate being a good girl.  Good girls never get to have any fun.

"Damn girl, how old're you?"

"13?"  I lied, that's bad.  Good girls don't lie.  "Go on, get it out.  I want to see it."  He had his pants down anyway, you can see his underwear when he picked up his Jersey, and pulled his gun out.  Red, and black checks, like a checkerboard, but tiny.  "Ooh, it is big!"    It's not even hard yet!  I giggled.

"Ah, shit!"

"Mhm!"  I didn't talk with my mouth full.  "SMOOP!"    How did she do it?  How did Debby do it, to make that police man get big and hard.  The police man in the museum, he was already big and hard, but he had the movie on the TV screen.  Well, one of the TV screens, he had a lot of them, but he put in a DVD, it's a classic, he said.  [Debbie Does Dallas;  Collector's Edition]

'kelsey, Oh my god, Kelsey!"

"Smph!  Yeah!"   It's hard now.  "Nice big black dick!"

"Yeh."  He shrugged, and just leaned back.  In the door, next to the stinky toilet, but the door was shut so I didn't have to smell the stinky toilet no more.

"I pissed my pants."  Giggling, I pulled them down to shake it at mommy.  That's called mooning, like the moon.  She won't get up, not with the bad man here.  She won't do nothing with his gun on the back of the seat.  No one will, so she can just watch me.

Her bad little girl, be bad.  Let's see you spank me now.  You want to, don't you want to spank me?  No, you can't.  I got a boyfriend now, a big black boyfriend with a big black dick, and a gun.  

"Ah!  fuck!"

"Mh!"  On my face.  "Mhmn!"  All over my face.  Just like Debby.  "Hm, yeah!"

"Damn, you a freak, little white girl!"

"Mhm!"  I pulled my shoes out of my wet panties, and went up front.  He put it away, but kept his gun out.

 

Throw my dress, and underpants in the wet seat on the way bye.

"Kesley!"

"Let GO!  Mom."  I went up to see the men.  The bad men, doing it to the other bad girl.

She tried to run away.  You know what they say?

Blood in, blood out.

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(As) If you're wondering how she turned from Little blue Riding Hood into the big bad wolf in granma's clothing, she's a Method Actress.  She thought that "Innocent" to pull off the Role.

Bootsy

Shona run.  So, Gmac talk to the girls, till they give her up.  Visiting family down in Baltimore, they say.  So, Mac get this crew together, I'm the booster.  A specialist, but I told him we don't need that heat.  Interstate, Pennsylvania plates, all the way down to Maryland?  No sir, I ain't going in for a short stretch just for some bitch tryna run.  Told me to tag along ifn we need to change plans, but he heard me.  Asella, the bullet train's like flying, only you aint need no plane ticket, if'n you know where to hop the fence.  So we get there first.  150 mile an hour bullet train, fastest one on the continent, so we picked her up at Penn station, she ain't even tryna to run now.  Just put her back on the Asella.

Told me to head back, watch the door, make sure nobody do nothing stupid, like call the cops.  Take it outta that ass up front, while Smoove watch that door.  3 man crew, then Smoove take his turn, and this little white girl.  She must've seen it.  Look like one of them, I don't know, clean white girl.  Got one of them hair bands over her hair, with a bow on it.  

I ain't do it, I aint gotta do nothing.  Seeing that up front, she must've got ideas.  "All right."  She wanna see it, she can get it out.  Suck on it and everything, but Smoove ain't done taking his turn.  Just kick it, I ain't into, little girls.  She say she 13 ain't even old enough, but I ain't gotta do nothing, but kick it?  All right.  So, I kick it.  Kinda embersin, but all the seat face forward, must be her famly, I seen her wit.  Looking, up over the seat.  Kelsey her mamma call her, but she pull down her draws, and shake it.  Shit, shake it like Miley, ait got nothin t'work with, feel me?

Probly ain't never seen one like this, know what I'm saying?  "Damn girl, you a freak!"

"Mhm!"

"Yeah."  All right.  Don't know about take her with me.  If she suck my dick, it ain't my crew, but Mac?  He a pimp, ain't making nothing on this trip, just pick up Shona, and take her back.  Make a example.  Don't run, this what happen if you run, but she want to come with?

"Ahfuck!"  Turn her out then.  

"Mh!"  She loved it.  "Mhmn!"  All over that white face of hers.  All right, you wanna be a ho?  Kick off her draws, and jerk her hand outta her momma's.  "Let me Go!"  Roll right up on Gmac, nekkid.

"All right."  Got a job to do, look out.  Make sure nobody want to move up from the next car, but they done wit Shona anyways.

I got mines, but you wanna be a ho?  Naked, except her sunday shoes, and socks.  She nasty, piss her draws, I smelt it, but talk to Gmac.  He a pimp, he'll turn you out.  Want it that bad.  

Think I might get into hos.  Pimpin ain't easy, but if'n I do a good job, maybe he need a driver.  A booster, got to drive the girls around.  Maybe even get my hands on that Eldo a his.  Nice car, Cadddy.  Big back seat to kick it in.

Get sick of getting shot at, you feel me?  Ain't no money in cars, or ain't enough.  Hos?  They ain't shoot up a car fulla hoes, first time I see mack without two girls.  Talking to that little white girl, naked.  Smack that bow right outta her hair.  Blue, baby boy blue, like Tarheels blue.  We don't wear that, but Smoove, he take off his jacket.

"All right."  Now he got 2 hos, as usual.  

See, he ain't gonna please 2 hos, it's just like that hat.  With the red feather, Blood side.  That jacket, you gonna pimp, you got to accessorize, and that means a ho on each arm, feel me?  Always got some for the driver, I bet.  "Yeah."  

Chuck my head back.  That mean I'm in?  This like temp work, but she look back, pointed.  What you call a referral.  I got to watch the door, but after this.  I got him a girl, sure she young, and I ain't like that, but I ain't even got to do nothing, just kick it, let her suck me off?  All right, smiling all bright, my nut all over her face in Smoove's jacket, white socks, black shoes like sunday shoes.  Church girl, but she a freak.  Wanna be a ho, and I think that nod mean she in.  To me two, so that mean I'm in?

I'll drive for Gmack, he got older ladies.  Not like old ladies, you feel me?  She just ain't got no titties.  Little white girl, but thanks.  Little white girl.  She give me juice, so I can move up, after dis.

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Smoove

I don't know that Bootsy.  Booster, driver, then I seen him wit that little white girl.  

All right, it's like that?  Wet her self, got nekked, then come up front wit his nut all over her face.  Aint even wipe it off, just grinnin.

G snap his fingers, and I give her my jacket.  He do all the talking, "How old you, baby?"  I may be Smoove, but G, he silky.  Pimp, I ain't a lover, I'm a fighter.  Old school, 20 years in the Badlands, and I'm still here.

"Who's dick I got to suck to get in your gang?"

"Girl!" Smack that bow right off her head.  "We don't wear blue, you hear me?"

"Your bloods, huh."  Just nodding.  Girl can take a hit!  "My momma made me wear it."

"Well, we aint yo momma and daddy, feel me?"

"Okay."

"Girl, get off me!  I just busted a nut, but you know.  Whatyou talking bout ain't just about sucking dick.  You a virgin?"

"No, I did it.  I did it with a cop!"

"No shit?"

"Uh huh.  At a Smithsonian, I got away, and we went in his office, and he put on a movie, and we did it.  We went all the way."

 

"Girl, ain't no cops at the Smithsonian.  You crazy, you just done a Security guard, or something."

"All right."  she nodded, "I did a security guard, then.  I fucked him, right there in his office.  He had a little dick, he was white.  He didn't have a big black dick like you, and him."

She pointed, back at Bootsy.

G chucked his head.  Bootsy chucked his head back.

"Well, I ain't making no money on this little venture."  He thought, pull out his beard.  "All right, you think you can do a girl?"

"Uhuh?"

"NWM!"

"Shutup!"  He smacked her, "Bitch."  Pimp hand, got to be strong, and she still try to run.

"Okay, what do I have to do?"

Gmac, he ain't like that.  Little girls, little white girls, but he knows somebody.  In this bidness, you better believe he know somebody.  

"Damn girl, you nasty!"  Feeling all up on her titties, and wiping her face in them.  All up in her titties, Bootsy nut, all over them titties.  If I hadn't just busted up in her ass, I mighta even get hard, watching that, and I ain't even like that.  Little white girl, but she tough.  She can take a hit, I seen it, and now she doing Shona.

"Wmh,"    "Mh."  

Whatever.  Easy job, aint' even got to shoot no body.

"Boy!"  Her daddy get brave.  "Sit yo ass down!"

"I'll pay you.  I'll pay you anything, just don't hurt my daughter."

"Look like we kidnapping her to you?  She come by her own volition.  You heard her, she said 'let me go.'  So, let her go.  She blood now.  Our blood.  You fucked up, and now she our girl.  Go on back to Connetticut."

"She told you we're from Connecticut?"

"No, man!  You told me that.  You haircut done did tell me dat.  She got some clothes to wear, ain't got no blue in it?  Tell yo woman to get her some clothes out, ain't got no blue in it.  You hear me?"

"All right.  Do as he says, dear."

"That's right.  Cracka.  Do as I say, be cause."  We don't say cuz, causa the Kripps, "I got the gun.  Feel me?"

"Don't make him angry, dear."

"That's right.  Fucking racist.  Think we deaf?  Us deaf ass monkeys gotta steal something to afford a ticket on yo white ass train.  Bitch, if I want, I take yo woman, turn her out like yo daughta.  See dat?  You daughta a little ho nau, she gettin some pussy up there right now, how much cash you got on you, nah?"

Getting out his wallet.  

"That's right, I'll take yo money, and yo daughta.  Gimme that backberry!"  Snap it in half, "If you get up again, I take yo nasty ass old lady too, bitch."  Take it.  "Pleasure doin' bidness wit you."

Head on back to G.  Hi five.

"Switch out with Bootsy, watch the back."

"MH NHM!"     Damn.  Just,    Damn.

"Aite."  Don't wanna see dat, anyway.

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G-Mac

"AWRH!"  

"Spread em."  I pult my hand back.  Helt it when she spread for that little white girl.  

"MRAHN!"  

   "OohH!" Her whole hand.  "Damn!"    I mean, it aint, like a big hand, but still.  Stuck it right up in her bidness.

"Ihihihn!"

You ever seen Dumbo?  Yeah, it's racist.  Racist as fuck, but I seen a horse fly.  I seen a dragonfly, and I seen a housefly.  Just when you think, you be done see, about everything.

"Damn!"  Just damn.  She raped her.  That skinny little white girl just raped Shona like that.  Giggling.

Her daddy balls finally dropped.  Snap for Smoove to take care of it.  Professor Smoove, he went to Law School.  Quinnipiac, not Yale, dropped outta law school, and he won't let you forget it.  "Of her own Volition," he says.

"Kt kt kt!"    Figure that what it is.  Racist daddy, so how she show him up?  After she showed her mama.  I'm a pimp.  All right?  You don't get nowhere in this bidness less you know girls, but this one.

"MRH! MHREEE!"  She sadistic.

Hi five Smoove, and tell him change out with Bootsy.  Get his side of the story.  He told me, she piss herself, so he mighta suggested she take them wet clothes off.  She said she 13.  Uh huh?  Right.  Get useta girls lying bout there age, too.  

"So, Bootsy.  You know I ain't the brains of this operation.  I don't front likeat, that's why I roll wit the professor.  So, I don't got to be, but I like to keep my eye out, for the brightest.  You like boosting cars, for maybe a grand?"

"No sir."

"You like to make some more money, maybe get some pussy on the side?"  

   "WHREE!"  

"Don't look at them, look at me."  

"Yes sir.  If you saying what I think you saying."

"When I got startet." Just let me say it then, "They call me Lucky.  That's how I got where I am today, by being lucky.  Some niggas strong, some niggas smart.  Like the professor over there, he got with me being smart."  

"Yessuh."

"MHRRRH!"    "Snh!"

"She get with me being sadistic."

"That mean I'm part of the gang!?"

"Nh hm hn nh!"  Shona just crying, cause she pull her hand out.

   "Yeh.  After a little initiation.  Let me tell you how this work."

"Blood in."  she nodded, "Blood out."

"Yeh."  Smart, too.  "So, I like that idea you get, by taking this train, to get aheada Shona."

"MREEHH!"

 

Raping her again.

"Ihihihn!"

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"Hih!"  

"Stop, girl!  Stop."

"Hihn, hin!"    "But it's fun!  Hihn  Huh!  Okay, mister G."  Nod.  He's the boss.  I can tell, because he's got the boss hat on, with a red feather in it.  "Uh,"  Wipe the blood off on the jacket.  "Huh!"  Ravens jacket, but it's got red sleeves.  I had to scratch her up good, to make her bleed, but I wanted to do a good job for Mr. G.  You know what they say, blood in, blood out.  "Whew!"  It's a lot of work, though.  "You want me to kill her?"  That's what I heard at school.  The black girls, there not Kripps, they just wear baby blue, cause that's in the uniform, but they smoke Newports, and that's what they said BIBO means.  You got to shoot somebody to get in, and die to get out.  She tried to run, she should know better, that's not how it works, but I'm not in any hurry to get out.  I just got in!

"You ever kill somebody?"

   "Just squirrels."

"You killed, squirrels?"

"Uh huh?  Mommy has a bird feeder, she likes to watch the birds.  She's a bird watcher, but the squirrels kept getting in it, and eating all the birdseed.  So, I killed them."

"How'd you kill them?"

"Well,"    "Uhm.  I figured it out.  They're squirrely."    "That's a little joke, but if you don't move, then they forget you're there.  So, I got a peanut butter jar out of the trash, and a book."    "I forget what one, this was a couple years ago mind you, but I just read the book until they forgot I was there.  Stupid squirrels, they hopped right over the bodies of the first ones, and stuck their heads in the jar to get at the peanut butter.  So, I broke their necks."

   "You crazy."  They don't really mean that.  It's just like you a freak, or you nasty, they just say that.

"Uh huh!  I'm a psychopath.  I read a book, they said we do that, and wet the bed.  I mean, play with fire, mutilate animals, or wet the bed late.  I don't still wet the bed, I just couldn't hold it, because of the Baltimore station."    "No, that's a lie.  I pissed myself so momma would let me go.  Because I saw you raping her."  I pointed.  "I don't play with fire, though.  I don't think you have to do all three, to be a psychopath."

 

He didn't believe me, I could tell.  "So, you want me to be a whore?  I mean a ho, is it whore, or ho?"

"Nah."  He pulled out his beard so it made a point again, "I got a better idea.  You know what a enforcer is?"

"A killer?"

"Nah.  They ain't learn nothing if'n you kill them.  Like Shona here."

"Oh."  That's her name.

"We gotta teach her a lesson.  So, she tell the other girls, and they ain't do nothing stupid."

"Like run away."

"Yeah."

"What kinda lesson?"

"Well, just like what you just done did.  You like that?"

"Yeah, it was fun!"

"Good.  Nobody'd believe, a cute ass little white girl like you, a Sadist."  Nod, that means I like hurting people.  "So, you get in under their radar.  They let you in, but you can play a ho.  To get in wit the hos, right?"

"Uh huh?"    "That mean I can't do it?  Turn tricks, that mean I don't get to have sex for money, too?"

"You wanna do that?"

"Yeah.  That sounds fun, too."

"Then you can do dat too."

"Okay!"    "Can I wear pink?  Instead of blue, I know you wear read, and we can't wear blue, on account of the Kripps.  I'm sorry about that, I forgot I was wearing it, but I can wear pink, right?"

"Sho nough!"

"Good, cause I got green eyes."

"Don't say cuz."

"Why not?"

"Because the Kripps call one another cuz, so it's like the blue.  We don't want anybody to get confused, but we're not Bloods.  They up in New york, but we affiliated with them."    "What?"

"Affiliated like Philly.  Philidelphia?"

"Who told you we from Philly?"

"She's got a tattoo on her leg, says Philly Fillies."  I seen it, "It's a pun."  When he pulled her pants down to rape her.  "I like puns."  It has a pony, and everything!

"Yeah.  We the Broad Street Maasai."

"Oh.  Like the Maasai tribe, in Africa."

"Yeh!"

"They wear red too."    "Can I get a Gangsta name, too?"

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Author

Let me say a word, or 2 about Cultural Appropriation:  I'm white, so white that on a clear day, you can see my white ass from the surface of the sun.  I'm so pale I'm retaining water.  I'm also a SJW, just so you know.  That said, white people have a voice.  That means, that if you pay attention to the media, movies, TV, music, and stories OL, you'd think that only white people have sex.  Only white people go to Law School in Connecticut.  Black people, and "Urban" music just comes straight outta Compton, when it ain't like that.  

I can't speak for black people, I'm too white, and if 90lbs of Dynamite says the word, I'll burn this and any illusions of doing that.  However, I've been there, done that, and gave the Teeshirt to Goodwill.  Lived in the ghetto, exchanged money or drugs for sex, and lied about it in the questionarre to donate Plasma for money.  

Because if you're say an Alien, just watching the transmissions from Earth, you might think that Black people come from the Ghetto, and white people never go there.  Just like you might think that there's no such thing as a sociopathic little white girl, from Connecticut.  So, this isn't about black culture, nor even inner city crime.  It's about a white girl, going where she doesn't belong.  I can tell that story, because I've done it.

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Bootsy

"Call it."  

The getaway, so "Follow me."  The new girl had some tights rolled up in her carry on.  Smoove's jacket on, socks, and shoes, but that's what he pay me for.

Cut between the cars, hop down on the tracks side.  Wrong side of the tracks.  "Kt kt kt!"  Snickering, and head for the break on the fence.  They aint fix the razor wire where I cut it, probably aint even seen it yet.  

"Hold up."  Shona just run along.  She learnt her lesson.  "Let's drop some dead weight."  Pulled his sock gun, a little .25 Browning, and snapped the slide to load it.  "You want to kill somebody?"

"Yeah!"  Just give it to the girl.

Shona crying, but, she ain't stop crying since we started.

POP!

Just like that.  Blood in, blood out.  Execution style, right in the back of the head.  No hesitation, just stuck it in the pocket.

"Woah woah.  Wait up."  The professor showed her.  "Gotta put on the safety."

Stuck it back in the pocket, and that's it.  .25 aint much firepower, but she said she 13.  I run with younger then that, you grow up fast in the Badlands, or you don't grow up.  I made it to the top of the fence.  Put my legs over my jacket, over the crisscross tops, and, "Help her up."

First, I had to drop her by her hands on the other side, but she hit the ground running.  Gmac, he from the streets.  Ride around in a Caddy now, but he remember how to hop a fence.  Smoove throw me my jacket, and hop down next, then we book it for the car.

I can get used to this.   Fire up the Eldo, nice leather seats, wood dash, sound system, luxury.  My new seat, driver seat, no more boosting cars for chop shops, and drivebye hits for me.  Now I got a crew, Gmac's crew.  Can't front on that.

"Good as her telling the other girls, you don't run."  Left the body right over the back fence of the 30th street station.

"How about Acela?"

"What about it?"

"For a gang name.  Starts with a letter, like Gmac, right?  And it's a pun."  She giggles, a lot.  If I hadn'ta seen it.  Shit, I hardly believed it when she stripped nekkid, and give me head right there on the train, but you'd never think to look at her.  She crazy, sadistic psycho.  "A seller?"

"Yeah,"  Gmac put his arm around her in the rearview.  "Acela.  Where you come from, right?"

Pulled out his phone, and dialed it.  Chucked his head, "What's good?"  Listened.  The light changed, so I rolled off for Broad Street.  "Nah man.  Shona can't make it."  Reception shitty on the train anyway.  "I got a new girl you gotta meet.  Acela."

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Funny, I write a story about a trucker molesting her own daughter, and gutting children in the woods, you can almost hear the crickets.  Explicitly point out the social commentary that has always been there, you're just too ignorant in denial to admit it, and watch the feedback roll in!

Why I moved to Texas from Colorado Springs.  The fight isn't there, nor on the Huffington Post, it's here.  If you want to silence me, you're going to need a bigger stick.

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Safe House (Anon)

"So, was that your initiation?"

"Not yet."  He dropped his drawers.  "Next you gotta pull the train."

"Okay."  Just like that.  Just like she sucked off Bootsy, and then shot Shona.  Popped in her mouth, and started sucking,   no fear.  None, she ain't got none.  "Snh!"  

Dropped my jacket, so I picked it up.  Blood on the sleeve, but that's why you wear Red, or black.  So the Blood don't show, ain't like I'm a Ravens fan, feel me?  "Smah! Huh!"    Pumpin.  "You got rubbers?  Don't want to get Pregnant."

Pink tights, she right.  If she hadn'ta said nothing, I never would've noticed, but it brings out her green eyes, and she turn pink too.

White girls, ain't got no titty, but one thing you gotta like is you can tell, right away.  She blush all over.  Pulling down her tights, can't get them over her shoes, but that it.  Gmac just kick back, and she hop right in he lap.  "Ngm!  Hah!"  Wiggle around a little, to work her way down.

   Mac wiggle it in he hand, and I just had to bend down.  Look, sure enough she took it.  Not all of it, bottom out, and start out slow, but hard to believe it fit at all.  That quick, she must've got started loosening up in the car, but that her.  Right there, you got to see it to believe it.

"Hhihn!  Hah.  HihHN!  Hah!"  Like that, but she went faster, and faster.  "Uh uh uh uh uhuhuhn!"

"Huh, uh!"    I have never, ever seen him get off that quick.  He a pimp, he get whatever he want, with a quickness, and he ain't even that big.  Yeah, he say he ain't smart, that's word on the street.  Like limpin, dressing like a pimp, it's a front.  You don't want to get taken seriously, you want them to underestimate you, that's how they slip up.

Gangsters.  "Who's next?"  Soon as he fall out.  

"Nah," "I'm good."

"Nah, you here.  Get him up."  

"Sure thing, mr. G!"  

"I ain't asking."  He say fuck her.  You fuck her.  Period.

He head for the toilet, flush the rubber, so I just think about black girls.  Nice dark, thick black girls.  Big old titties, shaking that ass for me, like 5 of them.  Any more then that, won't be room to get in around me.

"Smop!  There."  She know how to put a rubber on, give her that.  Even pinch the tip, and everything, with a little squeek.  "You're the biggest!"  

"Nah."  One of the other boys.  I ain't naming names, I know she aint no 13, much less 18, but it aint like what we doing legal no how.    I can think of 5 charges, each put us away for life, right off the top of my head.

Black girls.  Nice thick black girl.  

"Hm, nhH!  Ha."  Just like that, and I can feel the end of her.  Ain't even half of it, just hold it.  Wiggle it in, so she can loosen up more.

How old is she?

"Yeh, suck on this."

Now, he got 11 inch, easy.  Aint no skinny little thing, neither.  She got to open wide, but I ain't even got to think bout black girls no more.    Hard to believe, but I'm feeling it.  She a little girl, but she ain't like any other little girl, I ever even heard of.  She crazy, psycho, killer.  Feel that little Browning pop gun in my pocket, and I'm glad I got it, instead of her, but.

   "Ah, fuck." never had to fake it, before.  "Yeh!"    Pull out, and go flush the rubber quick.  I can't do it, but you don't want Nobody to know that.

No one.  Hear me?

"Get her ass, too."

"Aight."

"Yeah!"  

"Yeh."

 

Least there a shower.

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Pimp (Anon.  Note, they're not even willing to use their Street names at this point.)

All right, I was willing to take the loss when we left this morning, but I always been lucky.  Never this lucky, but I been in this business for 25 years, so it just took a while for it to all roll in.

Jackpot, we struck gold down there!  Dingdingdingdingding!  

You ever play Paintball?  How 'bout video games, first person shooter?  We play Paintball, but it ain't playing.  A lot of guys go Military to get out, and a lotta guys come right back.  You got to be very very lucky, or smart to stay here, and make money, without not getting took in the Badlands.  Let's say Army, a lot of boys in Red just won't wear Navy Blue, or Airforce Blue, it's a loyalty thing.  The military, they can do Live Fire exercises.  We can't, so some of the boys came back from war, and brought they paintball guns.

They ain't all boys.  Now, you ever played Paintball with a girl?  Some girls hook to make money.  Aint no way to get out, but just to put food on they table, and get protection, like me.  That's my job, it ain't to beat them, it ain't to take all they money, no matter what you mighta heard on Fox News, it's so they can make money without getting took.  Raped and robbed instead of making bank.  I'm the bank, so yeah I make money for it, but I'm in Security.  That's my business, just got to keep them in line to stay in business, and the girls don't play, neither.

We had this one, she was a Marine, and they started calling her "Pinky."  After she showed up, and cleaned out the Paintball court, with pink paintballs.  The only one with pink paintballs, so I asked her why?  

"Because they sting more."  Every single one of them niggas she took knew it was her what took them, because she used pink paintballs.  Now, we talking hard ass niggas, won't hesitate to hit a girl, cause they know, if you a girl, here, and you still alive, it because you can take it.  That's why Blood in, Blood out, and that's why my girls got to pull the train.  It ain't hazing, it ain't showing you who the boss is, it ain't putting you in yo place, I got to know you can take it.  

She took it, no fear.  None.  6 deep, and I called in the biggest dick I know to make sure.  Some of Them couldn't take it.  Some of my men showed fear, and if I had to guess, she was maybe 9.

That, right there, is Power.  You take a man, been in and out of the joint, gang raped 30 deep right out in the exercise yard, and come back stronger.  I called him too.

He, showed fear.  When you see that, something that makes that dude show fear, you hold onto it.

That's power, and she's mine.  All mine.

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Author

Now, he's a pimp.  He will lie, cheat, steal, and make excuses for raping, beating and murdering women, and girls to turn them out.  Don't You Believe It!  However, if he talks about Power, real power on the streets, he knows what he's talking about.

Delante

"Got that Deuce for you."

"Ooh!"  

   "Who's that?"

"It's for her."  So, I started taking off the grips.  "Why a .22"

"Because, it's got enough energy to pierce the skull, once."

"I know that!"  Just bounces around in there after that.  Not real good for your brain function, "Where'd you hear that?"

"Well, my daddy collects guns."    "Where you from?"

"Las Cruces?"

"That explains it.  Never seen anybody point like this:"    "Outsidea Española."  Nod.  "The factory grips are fine."



"You know how boys in Espa' say their vowels?"

   "Ee, I owe you, eh?"

"Mother of pearl!"  She clapped.

"Where'd you find her?"

"Acela."

"There."



"You gay?"

   "Why'd you say that?"

"You just don't treat me like a little girl."

"Well, if you're in with him."    "I figure you're tight."

She giggled, "Not any more."    Sighted in, then pulled the cylinder pin to load it.

"Oh,"    "Got the laser sight for that."  Fish it out.



"Don't worry about it."  he laughed, "Pretty sure they didn't make 2."  He walked me out.  "Thanks for stopping buy."  Shut the door.  "She doesn't freak you out."

I had to laugh, "I may be young, but I've seen some shit you wouldn't believe."

"Well, Dwayne."

"It's D-Wayne."

"Sorry, D.  You sticking around?"

"Why?"

"I can always use somebody in my crew with your Balls."

   "All right?"    "Let me think on it."  

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Chapter II