LITMIR.BIZ

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she read from the notebook of her fallen brother. Pooh, the poet had kept a running tale of his street escapades. These were words from Pooh’s soul; it was like hearing his voice. She was caught up in her thoughts, studying the reaction. Glancing around her swanky apartment, Lindsay felt the calming effect of her brother’s presence. It was as if Pooh was there sitting around, calmly assessing her situation.

      She didn’t expect too much. Lindsay really didn’t set out wanting to accomplish very much. It started out with her just wanting to be there for a friend. Lindsay was looking out for someone she really cared for. Squeeze had done a good job so far.

      He had done right by her and she wanted to exhaust every fiber in her being to make him see how much his help was appreciated. Lindsay was well aware of how Squeeze had come through like a ray of sunlight and lit her up with ice, furs and the dopest crib her friends had ever seen. She had given him the opportunity and he had performed way beyond her expectations. She had to use what she had to get what she wanted. Lindsay realized that after reading the notebook, that not only were they in a relaxed posture but the guns were now put away. She saw that the one closest to the door was now completely asleep.

      Lindsay put the notebook down. The intruder by the door snoring, definitely in deep sleep. She crept over to where the fat man was reclined. His eyes seemed closed. She stared at the gun and was close enough to see that unlike the other gun, this one had the magazine that one of them had so proudly taunted her with. Lindsay paused but just as she reached across him for the weapon. The fat man grabbed her arm. Oh shit, she thought her mind sped and her stomach did cartwheels. Lindsay immediately reached for his zipper.

      “Is this what you want?” She asked tugging at his belt.

      The fat man resisted at first but when he felt her nails rake way past the great amount of flesh surrounding his belly-button he struggled to regain his composure. With the gun in his hand, he allowed her to gain control of his dick. Lindsay thought, wow, so small and tried to grab more. The words almost burst out. Is this all you got? She dipped her head in his lap.

      “You’re gonna have to pull your pants down big boy.”

      Lindsay smiled. He had to put the gun down. She knew she had to do whatever it took. There were two men in her apartment. One was passed out from being drunk and the other protected his gun as he got out of his pants. She knew that her plan required some brains and she had to be ballsy.

      She was convinced that alcohol had only set the mood and made the time ripe for the execution of her plan. Only two members of the gang remained inside. The other two were outside. The two who had remained were probably the main guys. The others were runners, workers. She figured the fat man was the boss. Lindsay’s head-game serviced him until he screamed and woke up his friend.

      “Oh yeah, that’s what I’m saying. I’m ready for some of that,” he said as he approached loosening his belt.

      His jeans was around his ankles by the time he sat, he had dick in hand ready for service. Lindsay dealt with both. She let them paw all over her body. Lindsay felt nothing else but repulsion and anger. She kept that feeling as she jerked on one of them and sucked on the other.

      “Yeah papi you like it like that, huh?”

      “Ahh…” along with grunts of pleasure were all Lindsay heard.

      With their eyes closed, they entered into seventh heaven. Lindsay started to lick on the other man’s hard dick. Then she alternately sucked each hard much to their delight. After about ten minutes of constant lip and tongue action both men were lost in bliss. Their minds braced for the pending explosion.

      With eyes closed and torso exposed arched they seemed to enjoy being prime targets. They ignored Lindsay on her knees in front of them. Head bobbing from dick to dick, one arm jerking someone’s dick off, the other reaching for the gun. Still sucking, she managed to take off safe.

      “Ah yess mira, the bitch sucks dicks well. For this we should let her live.”

      “Now that is a great idea…ahh ooh ah…”

      “Oh yeah that is the reason homey keeps this bitch on da low.”

      “Ah…huh… hmm…Yes that’s it, mami!”

      “What da fuck!”

      Too late their eyes popped wide opened when the explosion erupted. Using her brains had paid dividend. It wasn’t what they were expecting. The bark of the gun frightened her and caused her to close her eyes. Her intended targets were at close range. Point blank she couldn’t miss. Lindsay made sure. She fired shot after shot after shot.

      She pumped both of them filled with so much lead that they were still shaking long after she was finished shooting. It happened just as she’d planned, Lindsay thought as blood splattered, she stared amazed at the destruction the gun had caused.

      They deserved it, Lindsay thought as she examined the smoking weapon heavy in her hand. There was temporary satisfaction until she remembered one little thing; there were two more men outside scheming to kill her lover. They would be very angry if they found their friends laid up in her sofa spitting up lead.

      Lindsay threw down the gun and hurriedly locked the door. Her speed dial worked quickly to contact Squeeze.

      “Squeeze,” her voice rushed into the message. “Squeeze honey, sweetheart please be careful when you come around. Be especially careful, Squeeze. There are two Spanish men in the garage or they might be in the lobby waiting to get you. They want to kill you. Be careful honey, they have guns.” Lindsay breathed into the phone then hung up and speed dialed her mother’s telephone number. She impatiently yelled into the phone. “Mommy, mommy there are two dead men in apartment right now and I…”

      “Slow your roll. What you mean there are two dead men in your apartment? You told me that you’re having the girls from school...”

      “I know, ma but it’s crazy. I got home and these men, they were in my apartment waiting when I got here.”

      “You’re still inside there. Get out! Get out now, run. Oh my God, child. Call the police. But leave Lindsay, leave immediately.”

      “Be easy, mommy. Squeeze is on his way here.”

      “What is Squeeze gonna do when he gets there? He ain’t no police.”

      “Mommy, when he gets here I’ll know what to do.”

      “Are you sure about what you’re sayin’? I mean do you hear what you’re sayin’?”

      “Mommy I think it’s because of …” Lindsay stopped short as her mind went into overdrive.

      “Lindsay is you there, girl? You there, honey?” Lindsay’s mother asked with great concern. There was along pause on the line as Lindsay thought about what to do. “Lindsay?”

      “Yes, mother. I’m here. I’ll call the police mommy,” she finally said. “I’ll call you back, okay.”

      “Don’t you have call-waiting? I want to be on the phone. I want to know you’re alright, girl. How did they get in?”

      “I really don’t know. Mommy, mommy, I promise. I’ll call you back.”

      Lindsay hung up the phone. She didn’t want to call the police, but she knew her mother was right. I should listen to mommy at least this one time. Lindsay wondered what she’d tell the police as she dialed. It slowly dawned on her that her story wasn’t tight enough. I shot two men, but they were trespassing and trying to rob me, who’s gonna know but us and two are dead. The phone rang.

      “Hello?” Lindsay quickly said.

      “Hello 911, what is…” A perplexed Lindsay stared at the phone when she heard the voice of the operator, then she answered.

      “I came home and found these two men and now they’re dead and I think there are more outside.”

      “What is your

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