Trevor
Applying Pressure
He had called Wade and Cleetus to help them along on this job. Michael told him, "I hope you don't mind but I called up some help of my own. Gonna have some guys come and help me with this too. We haven';t involved some of the boys in a job for a while so I figured we should. Needless to say, the cavalry will be here shortly but they're getting paid in whatever we find here."
They were waiting under a bridge. Finally, several vehicles pulled up. Taliana and Eddie showed up with a Mule. They had Rifles this time. Gustavo also pulled up in a black Tornado. He had an AK-74. He then looked to see two Dominicans pull up. "Luis! Henrique!" They all introduced themselves. Niko also arrived as did Packie."All rigt listen, we don't know what the take is gonna be. This is more for you guys than for us. I know we haven't had you all at a job in a while. But we may have more opportunities in the future."
Niko had a H&K PSG 1 plus a UMP. Packie had an M4 plus a .357 Desert Eagle. Luis had a P90, Henrique had a Spas 12 shotgun. Michael had an M3 shotgun plus an M4A1, Trevor had an AK-12.
Niko got to a vantage point from near the water. He aimed and spotted several of Madrazo's goons near the stash house. Trevor looked and saw as five TPI members also arrived in a red Bobcat. Three hopped out of the back two hopped out of the front. The driver was a fat Caucasian male wearing a dark gray flannel shirt and overalls and his gut stuck out. He had a Remington 870 and his name was Jeb.
The second TPI member was a dark skinned Guatemalan male standing at five foot four. He had curly black hair and his name was Enrique. He had joined TPI as a mule and he had not liked the Aztecas or Marabunta because of what they had done to his country. He had an Uzi.
The third gang member was a Chicano from Misericordia, San Andreas. He was a former Rifa and he had left the gang life and had even removed many tattoos as he no longer hated South Siders anymore but in his hometown he was considered a drop out by his old homeboys and had even been green lit because he had been frienmdly to an ex Vago. Many Vagos still wanted him dead. He'd moved down south to get away from the green light as he had been green lit by the Loco Syndicate. He may not have been a Rifa anymore but he could not very well work with south side gangs in case they tried to kill him.
He was five seven and wore his hair slicked back. He had bronze skin and almond shaped hazel eyes and a wiry frame. He wore a 69ers jersey and a Bandits cap on backwards. He had an M-16.
He had left and went down to Southern San Andreas. His name was Richie. The fourth TPI member was another redneck, a bald man wearing a confederate flag hat and a gray tank top and white jeans that were dirty. He had a younger sister who had been gang raped by members of the Lost MC the previous year. He had killed one of the members but others had gotten away. His name was Earl. He had a meth addiction but he knew to not let it get in the way of business. He had an AR-15.
The fifth TPI member was a Caucasian with messy blonde hair and a US Air Force tattoo on his right arm. He was born and raised in Blaine County and though he had traveled other places he had no desire to live anywhere else. Trevor respected this about him. He had a Mossberg. He was named Fred.
Cletus had his usual Rifle and Wade had a 12 gauge. Niko put his scope on the sight of a cartel member, a Mexican of Castizo ancestry. The man had light skin and was smoking a ciarette and wore a navy blue suit and blue slacks. He fired hitting him in the face and watched his face split apart. He fired at the next goon who was watching out with an M-16. He hit him with a round in the heart. They made their advance moving in as Niko took out each lookout. With another shot fired, a mestizo with a goatee and graying hair fell from the balcony to the ground below.
They ran forward on the ambush bursting into the stash house kicking the door down. They all had ski masks on. Trevor and Michael were first through the door. They heard yelling elsewhere in Spanish.
They returned fire, a cartel thug firing a pistol from the couch hit Michael five times in the vest. Michael let him have it with a five round burst to the face. "Fuck all you!"
Trevor yelled, "Give up the fucking stash you cocksuckers!" He fired his Ak hitting a Madrazo cartel thug who had a .50. He decorated the man's brains all over the coffee table. The third gangster went for his pistol but Packie hit him with six rounds in the chest and the gang member fell back taking rounds and he fell through the glass coffee table. They then ransacked the house looking for anything.
Gustavo aimed at two cartel members who didn't get their weapons out as did Luis and Henrique. "Put your fucking hands up!" Luis yelled. They did as he asked. "Where's the shit?" He demanded. He then repeated the question in Spanish. The cartel member didn't reply so he fired the automaticd into his left knee cap. The man fell over holding the wound. Henrique aimed his shotgun in the face of the other. "You better tell us what we wanna know, b."
The cartel member pointed to the sink. Henrique checked and Luis said, "Gracias," He fired a headshot taking the cartel member out and he finished the other wounded cartel member out. Taliana and Eddie were outside. Taliana yelled, "There';s cartel thugs coming! Do they got these cabrones on stand by?"
Wade cried out, "Trevor, they got macine guns! What good is this shotgun against that?" Trevor yelled, "You get what you get!"
The juggalo fired his shotgun hitting one of the Madrazo goons in an SUV as they pulled up doing a drive-by. Several MP5 rounds hit Jeb in te left leg and a few hit him in the gut but he fired his shotgun at a Madrazo goon as he exited. He fired his shotgun at another goon blowing out a chunk of a goon's right shoulder.,
Another SUV came and an AK-47 was fired riddling Jeb with rounds. "Son of a bitch!" Yelled Fred. He unloaded on two cartel members hitting one with two rounds in the face the first taking the bottom half of a Mexican man';s face off the secoind blasted the rest of him and the pellets from both blasts hit the second cartel man and he fired a kill shot at him.
Carlos was firing like a mad man aiming for the drivers each time a cartel gunmen drove and he caused at least two windshield to go red with the blood of the drivers as he sprayed the vehicles with rounds. Return fire from the Madrazo cartel hit him in the chest as a Madrazo unloaded an M-16. The TPI member collapsed as the rounds collapsed a lung. Trevor found more bricks of cocaine. "I can see why we needed the truck!"
Eddie brought the Mule around and they started loading kilos up into the truck. Packie took five rounds from a Madrazo goon but it was in the vest. He unloaded on the man's chest. A different cartel goon fired at him and he hit him in the right arm. He fell over dropping the weapon but he crawled back as Michael shredded the goon with rounds. He reloaded and Pakie grabbed his .357 as two more goons came at him and he fired a round hitting one in the stomach and before another could come in Packie fired two more and a gangster took two rounds lodging into his bowels as he came through.
Fred took a shot from behind as a cartel goon, a tall Mexican from Northern Mexico with slicked back hair, a leather jacket, sunglasses and blue jeans. He hit the redneck from behind wit the shotgun. The gang member screamed coughing up blood as he fell crippled only to be shot again.
Earl fired the entire magazine into the hitman who had done this. The man had a vest on so initially this didn't stop him but the rounds went up to his neck and he took the man out as rounds penetrated his larynx. "Fred! You sons of bitches! Commie sons of bitches! Go back to sucking Castro's cock!"
Richie corrected him, "That's Cuba, not Mexico," The meth head replied, "Whatever! They killed my drinking buddy! He was a god fearing patriot!" The ex Rifa sprayed up a cartel Cavalcade hitting all four gang members inside killing each of them while they were still in their seats all though one was halfway out the door and he fell out collapsing on the ground out of the car door.
They found at least thirty keys so far and they loaded it up into the truck. Cletus fired picking off a cartel driver from fifty yards away and as the passenger tried to take the wheel he fired taking the front tire out and the vehicle swerved crashing. The wounded passenger weakly got out with a fractured skull bleeding and he had a broken arm. Cleetus picked him off with a headshot. "YEHAW! Bullseye!"
They got back on the road and soon they were on their way out of there. "Trevor, I need a ride back to the Vanilla Unicorn!" Wade said. "Don't worry, I'll take you," Taliana offered.
They soon were all driving out of there.
Michael
He got into the back of the truck to make sure the drug stas was safe. Niko and Packie drove together in a red car, while Luis and Henrque drove in another. Taliana asked over te head set, "What are we gonna do with all this blow?"
"It's white gold. What the fuck do you think?" Trevor asked. Eddie Toh responded, "Yeah but me and Tali are drivers not drug dealers. We can't move all that shit!"
"Yeah but I can," Trevor said. "Plus my friends Frank and Joaquin can. Besides, Mikey can probably peddle some coke in Vinewood. We both know how many actors are addicts. Both in the regular film industry and the porn industry."
"Speak for yourself, manito," Luis replied. "A kilo might be cheaper out here but back home this shit will go for 30 g's, easy. 34 if i decide I want to change my price."
The other Dominican agreed. "This shit will sell like hot cakes back in Northwood."
To Michael's surprise, he heard a crash and he demanded, "What was that?"
"I don't know...everybody okay?"
Everybody checked in except for Taliana. "Taliana? Wade?" Trevor asked. There was no response. "Shit...T...I'm gonna check on them."
Trevor
He followed the location on the Trackify app. It took him up not far from Mt Gordo. He took the Bohdi offroad and Cletus asked, "You think she got in an accident?" Asked Cleetus. "I don't know. Neither her or Wade are talking. Something's up."
"Oh shit! Son of a gun. Aint that her ride?" They spotted a car on fire. They pulled up and got out. The car had been wrecked and set on fire and had exploded. There was a charred corpse inside in the drivers seat but none in the passenger seat. "SHIT!" He yelled and he found Wade's phone smashed up and it had blood on it.
Cletus spotted a truck speeding away with two identical Mexican males with shaved heads speeding away. "Fuckin Vasquez twins got em. I can try and take em out with a head shot..."
"It's too risky! We gotta go after him."
They got back in the truck. They sped up and chased the truck and one of the twins turned back opening fire on them with an MP5. Cletus fired his Sniper Rifle and knocked the weapon from his hands and it fell out into the road. Trevor swerved to miss it. "I said don't shoot!"
"You said don't shoot them. Never said I had to let em shoot us," Just then, they heard sirens on them and several Blaine County Sheriff cars were on them. "YOU'VE GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!"
He told Cletus, "All right noiw you can fucking shoot!" The sniper began firing at the tires of the cop cars but a few more pulled between them and the cartel car. Trevor grabbed a Glock 18 from the glovebox and started letting rounds of at the cop cars in front of him who were firing back at them. One of the cars behind him pit manuevered him and Trevor swerved nearly crashing and Cletus was thrown from the front seat and flew into the back.
He hit his head. Trevor hit the brakes. "SHIT!" He roared as the Mexican cartel vehicle was just a dot in the distance now. He got out ignoring the whip lash. "I HOPE THAT BROKE YOUR GODDAMN NECK!" He yelled as one cop tried to unhook his seat belt. "SAFETY FIRST MOTHERFUCKER!" He fired hitting the officer in the throat. He fired at the other cop. As the other patrolmen tried to get out Trevor aimed at the higher part of his arm striking him in the artery. He also fired seven rounds into the front seat wounding the passenger in the second car. A few more squad cars came up but Cletus fired hitting another cop.
He saw a police officer tryinmg to get out. Trevor grabbed the officer saying, "Because of you I lost ,my guy!" Te cop cried out, "I'm just doing my job..."
"So am I!" He then slammed the officer face first into the side mirror. "YOU'RE SO UGLY YOU CRACK THE FUCKING MIRRORS!" He slammed him into it again and cracked it and got blood on it. "OBJECTS IN MIRROR ARE CLOSER THAN THEY APPEAR!" He slammed his face into it again breaking the man's nose. The cop tried to talk as his face was bloodied and cut up but Trevor kept slamming it. "What's the matter? Can't read?! TAKE A CLOSER LOOK!" He slammed his face into the mirror again and again then let the officer's corpse hit the ground.
He went to the Bohdi and got a couple of sticky bombs which he put on the cars and as he took off and the explosion was in the distance he yelled, "MOTHERFUCKERS!" Michael asked, "T what's wrong what happened?!"
"They got Wade and killed Taliana!" Eddie and Gustavo were distraught to hear this. "Shit! I'll tell Lester we may have a problem. Let;s get this coke somewhere safe until we can get ready to decide who gets what. Me and Trevor aren't taking any of this so this is all you guys."
"May have a problem?! They burned her fuckig corpse! THEY'RE GONNA DO THE SAME TO WADE AND THESE FUCKING DONUT MUNCHING FAT SHITS MADE ME LOSE WADE! GODDAMN IT!" Trevor pounded his fist on the steering wheel as he drove.
Outskirts Of Los Santos
Alba held a pair of pliers and had pulled out nine of Wade's teeth. The juggalo was screaming in pain. "You better start telling me something, amigo. Your methed out ass doesn't got many left. Not sure you had that many to begin with. Let's see..." He pulled out another and the TPI employee shreiked with pain. "Oh shit, that's a molar. That must really hurt. I'd give you some laughing gas but let's fae it. You are a drug addict."
He spat blood out and this time the twins started to bust his knee caps up with baseball bats as he sat tied to a chair. Wade screamed until his voice went hoarse. "You gotta tell me something! Give me something I can use!"
"All rigt...I won't...tell on Trevor...but i'll tell on one of the guys...he works with...how you can...get to one of the women...of one of his friends..."
Alba crossed his arms. "i'm listening. You don't fuck with a man's woman. You need to know this is all your employers fault. He brought this on himself. He kidnapped Senor Madrazo's wife. Then he became involved with her. According to the bible adulterous women must be put to death. Same with the man who was with her. By Trevor being alive it is an insult to God. But I understand. You are loyal to your jefe. So I will settle for another. Who will it be? His son he never had Joaquin Avena? Franklin Clinton and his Fame or Shame girlfriend or Michael De Santa his best amigo and his slutty wife? You know, I personally hope it is Mrs. De Santa. If it wasn't for her infidelity, Mr. Madrazo would have never met those three."
The juggalo looked up and told him.
Franklin
Bloodletting
He'd gotten a text from Joaquin stating that if Franklin wanted to ensure his gang got more drugs, and as more incentive to not think to violate the unwritten truce they had between their respective hoods to not attack each other, he should go to the docks at La Puerta. Madrazo had some other deal down at the docks or at least his people did. They were selling some product to some clients. Who the clients were, Franklin didn't know and really didn't care.
Franklin arrived where they were meant to be at. Just then, several cars rolled up. He watched as four people got out of a dark red Felon driven by JT. He spotted Skell, Queenie, and Coco exiting the vehicle too. Skell had a old school AK-74, and two Glock 17's. Queenie had a M-16 with a scope. Coco carried two Uzi's. JT carried a Striker.
He spotted a green Elegy RH8 pulling up and two black men got out. He spotted a dark skinned black man in a green jersey wearin a black do-rag. He also dad dark blue jeans that were baggy. He carried a Spas 12. "Dermarcus, what's up, man? I thought you was locked up, dog!"
"Yeah well you know these bitches can't hold a nigga down. I'm free. What's popping, blood how you living?" He dapped the CGF native and they hugged. "I'm good, nigga got me a spot up in Vinewood. Aint expect to see you soon homie you should come by sometime after this we should kick it."
"Aye, i'm down as long as that ole buster as Lamar aint there. That motherfucker gives me a headache. Anyway, I heard your ass was moving up in the world and shit. Skell told me you related to OG Johnson that's some heavy shit mayne. I wish that was my pops i'd have probably never seen a second of the inside."
"Yeah it's cool. It aint like we close as your average father and son but yeah we try."
The other gang member was dark skinned and bald, a black man with almost Asian looking eyes and he wore a Fueds snaptback with the brim titled up and he wore a dark red jersey and a green rag around his neck plus baggy black jeans, a gold Crowex watc and a silver crucifix chain. "Who this?" Asked Franklin. "Hey this my nigga Jayvon Carter. From Davis Neighborhood Families."
"I heard them niggas fell off or at least I see more of them in Strawberry than D,"
"Hey nigga, you got it twisted. We aint fall off the homies just move where we gotta. Got the Va Ho's out in Rancho and the Ball Sacks from OCB and Davis Sherfiff's department hitting us up every which way the fuck you expect?"
"Yeah they aint no GSF but trust me my nigga gets it in on the real. Thats my boy right there. He had my back inside man. Whether it was Aryans trying to stab me in the showers or Vagos trying to get me on the yard. It was some Carson niggas up in there but I aint got no love for them bitches even if they was supposed to put the sets aside in there I'd rather get a blade in the heart than take help from them."
This gang member carried a .50 Desert Eagle plus two Ingram Mac-10's. He spotted another car and four more gang members from Davis Neighborhood arrived emerged. A light skinned black woman carrying an H&K MP5. She wore a cheetah print blouse plus a green bandanna around her head and she had a darker green rag around her neck. Her hair was long and black down past her neck. She also had on black leather pants. She looked more sexy than gangster.
Skell greeted the four of them. "Hey what up Deena? This my boy Franklin, you know everyody else," He introduced her. Along with her, she had three male gang members with her. The first had dreadlocks and wore a green plaid shirt and gray khakis. He stood at five nine. The second was bald and had two tear drop tattoos under his right eye. He wore a Dust Devils jersey and a gray bandanna around his neck plus a black Feuds hat with green lettering and blue jeans shorts The third wore a green sweater with a beanie and shades plus blue baggy jeans. He stood at five foot five.
"That's Tre, Damon and Will."
Tre, the gangster with dreads carried a P90. Damon had a M4A1 with a grenade launcher mounted on it. Will had a .44 Magnum and two Agram 2000's.
Franklin looked to see Tavell pulling up in a Mule. Lamar got out of the passenger seat. "Aight nigga, we good. Let's get this shit rolling, dog," Tavell said putting a green bandanna over his face. Lamar did the same thing. JT asked Franklin, "Hey, how you know you can trust this taco, man?" Franklin told him, "Hey that aint cool, bruh. He's had my back on a number of shootouts. He watched my ass with a Sniper Rile once. If he wanted my black ass dead he had his chance there. Besides, he aint got no love for cartel niggas either."
"Aight but I'm saying though thing about Ese's is how can you trust them I mean when they aint racist they willing to throw they own under the bus and how you gonna trust a motherfucker that sells out his own to somebody else? If they fuck they own peeps over they fuck you over."
"Dog, every Ese aint a cartel goon. Just like every nigga aint boosting cars."
"Ah shit that's right. I forgot I gotta take tolerance lessons from a nigga that's probably clapped more people than me. You think you better than me cause you aint hate every bitch you clapped mothafucka?"
"Nah, nigga i'm better than you cause I got the boy Skell on the lick he's the leader you a follower and if you was a leader you wouldn't need a nigga like me to be hitting you up with the haps on the snaps you feel me? You'd be out there getting your own. Shiiit. Might as well look at me like a charity worker. Cause I'm damn near giving away whatever we find. I know you gotta get paid too but you a soldier for Skell. I only want to see you well fed so that he stays well protected. Cause truth be told, the hood could spare ten of you before they could one of him."
Coco chuckled at what Franklin said and told him, "Nah, nigga, be real tell us how you really feel!" This got a laugh from Queenie and Deena as well. Queenie laughed and said, "But he right though. JT, you know you be speaking without thinking."
Lamar told thim, "Look I don't like the asshole that set us up on this shit neither but he reliable about licks. At least as reliable as you can be when sometimes shit don't go as planned," Franklin could see he was still bitter about last year with the headress being lost. "Hey if FC say this dude is good I'm with it. Now shut up and let's get this paper."
Franklin had his PSG 1 and he aimed through the scope as the Families goons made their way into the port. He spotted a couple of armed guards up on cranes with Sniper Rifles. He aimed down the sights and he also spotted some Madrazo goons watching up on tall shipping containers.
There was a deal gloing down. Alba and the Vasquez Twins plus three more associates. The associates all had Assault Rifles. Helgada and Memo were meeting up with them and they had three Aztecas with them. In a Glendale, Blanquita and Payasa waited. "Usted está pidiendo una gran cantidad de productos de nosotros."
(You're asking for a lot of product from us. )
"Lo sé. Los mayates de Chamberlain Hills nos han estado dando problemas. Necesitamos más feria para más armas. En el barrio, veo a los Vagos ya la Marabunta Grande tener más césped y más yayo de lo que tenemos. Quiero cambiar eso. Nivele el campo de juego," Replied Helgada.
(I know. The mayates from Chamberlain Hills have been giving us problems. We need more feria for more guns. In the barrio, I see the Vagos and Marabunta Grande having more turf and more yayo than we have. I want to change that. Level the playing field.)
"Bueno, normalmente no nos involucramos en guerras de pandillas callejeras. Al menos no cuando no nos concierne. Tratamos de vender a todos en esta ciudad. Pero últimamente hemos tenido problemas con Marabunta. Este cabrón llamado El Culebra y su papá Lefty han sido un dolor en el culo. Tenemos que pegarles duro pero hasta ahora hemos sido demasiado fuerte en nuestros métodos. Necesitamos usar más discreción," Replied the Madrazo luitenant.
(Well, normally we don't get involved in street gang wars. At least not when it doesn't concern us. We try to sell to everybody in this city. But lately we've been having problems with Marabunta. This fucker named El Culebra and his daddy Lefty have been a pain in the ass. We need to spank them hard but so far we've been too loud in our methods. We need to use more discretion.)
Memo spoke up. "Podemos ayudarlo con eso. He estado deseando una grieta en ese leva yo. Él mató a uno de mis carnales en el juego del rap. Todo el mundo lo sabe, pero los homies se han estado acostando. Entre la guerra con ellos y con Trevor Phillips en Blaine tuvimos que tomarlo con calma."
(We could help you with that. I've been wanting a crack at that leva killed one of my carnales in the rap game. Everybody knows it but the homies have been laying low. Between the war with them and with Trevor Phillips in Blaine we had to take it easy.)
Alba spoke in English this time. "Yeah about that. That redneck has been a pain to all of us. He's as much on our shitlist as The Cobra. In fact we want them bot taken out. I'm not getting into the why or the what with you here. But maybe we can work something out. And as for what you're asking for? We can give you 20."
The Azteca OG shook his head. "You said 30."
"We did. But things have changed. This Trevor Phillips maricon is becoming more than just a problem. He ripped us off. He had a whole crew with him to do it. International possibly by the sounds of it. We're going to have to start calling in more resources of our own south of the border if we want to war with both Marabunta and Trevor Phillips. We want this to be cost effective but at the same time, we want to do as much damage as possible. We want to neuteralize both parties if need be."
"Yeah but we brought you enough feria or 30. You know how many calls I had to make to scratch up this much together?"
"I'll tell you what. We'll have a new shipment. Next week. If you can take out El Culebra for me by that time, you can have another 20 for free. That's the down side of this business is that like a lot of other businesses, you have to spend money to make money. It's time consuming and stressful. But sometimes little perks come here and there."
Just then, one of the Vasquez twins whispered in Alba's ear. He then turned to the Azteca OG. "Is La Onda going to be a problem? We've had an understanding with them or some time now and with an inpending war with the Vagos and Marabunta Grande, we don't need them interfering with what we have to do. They also need to understand the dynamics of how this partnership works. They may run the prisons but we run the streets and more importantly, we run Mexico. Not them. They don't get to so much as take a piss down in Mexico if we don't say it's okay. We're mostly having problems with Curb Side. It doesn't have to be with every Marero but if it comes to that, we will be ready. And they will not be ready."
Memo told him, "We can't go against La Onda if that's what you're asking. Unless somehow Mr. Madrazo and his men took over the prisons of Southern San Andreas there would be no way we could do any of that."
"We're not asking you to. Like I said. This is a regional thing. An isolated incident. We don't want to have any problems with El Sapo or El Topo. We'd like that to be business as usual."
Helgada told him, "Mira, that aint a problem. El Joker was Onda. Part of why a lot of fuckers didn't go through their varrio and light them all up was that they were afraid of him. But he vanished. Some people say he's dead. Some say he got killed in some shootout between Marabunta, the Triads and Trevor Phillips. I don't know if he was allied with Mara at the time."
"I think he was. But that just goes to show you what an unpredictable loose cannon Mr. Phillips is. If the Salvadorans are allied with him today it won't be so tommorow. He had a deal with the Triads before and he fucked them over. Senor Madrazo offered him and his ungrateful friends an olive branch too and they repaid him by kidnapping his wife. They had the audacity to say it was because he didn't pay them. Hijole! Good things come to those who are patient. But noiw all they've got coming to them are bullets."
"Hey I hear you, man. We';ll gladly take that white boy out too," Stated Memo. "No. You won't. His life will be ended by Martin and Martin only If yo want to dewal with El Culebra that is good enough."
Memo nodded, "Cool. Now can we do this thing?"
Meanwhile, Franklin found the Sniper up on the crane from the South East. He was a tall man from Northern Mexico wearing a black leather jacket. He had a Dragonuv. He then took one more look at the Families who were sneaking behind a container and were luckily just out of sight. He moved back to the Sniper. He saw that the Sniper had Deena in his cross hairs. The Mexican was alerted. He picked up a walky talky and spoke into it alerting the other cartel thug. Franklin was quick with the scope and he fired hitting the first one in the chest. The man fell over collapsing on the platform. The cartel goon saw his homie drop and went to try and either get ready to see who did it or maybe to alert somebody down below.
He wasn't waiting to see. He fired and hit the man and this man fell off the crane falling a long way screaming but Franklin was already focusing on a gunmen down on the containers. He fired another shot and watched the man's skull come apart and he fired at another gunmen. He got a third cartel goon in the chest. Down on the ground, the Chicano gang members and the Mexican cartel goons noticed this. "Chingada madre!" Yelled the Aztecas. The Glendale pulled up and Payasa opened fire at the Family goons as they started their ambush.
The two cholas wounded Tre who fell over with rounds in his back. Lamar carried an AR-15 and Tavell had a G36. Tavell ran to the truck and opened it up. Three Forum Drive gang members came out too. The first was a black male of Kenyan descent and he stood at six foot three and was black as hell and had a mini afro and wore a black wife beater and dark blue jeans. The second was a black Belizean woman who had her hair in short dread locks and had a nose piercing on the right side. She wore a green shirt with the print of a badnana as many gang members were doing these days and she had on tight white jeans. Plus a Corkers hat on backwards. She was pretty or would be if she smiled insted of scowling. The shirt revealed her stomach her tone abs, her cocoa skin tone and a tattoo of the Belizean flag just below her navel. Franklin imagined that as a target during sex. He shook the thought away as he remembered he had a girl.
The third gang member was African American and was about Lamar's complexion and he had regular hair cut except in the back the letters F and D were shaved into the back of his head. He wore a white wife beater and baggy blue jeans and on his right arm tattoo he had a tat of a gold crown and above each of the points on the crown was a dollar sign in green. He had one red bandanna around his neck and a bright green one hanging from his right pocket. On his left arm was the tattoo of the number 88 for their set.
The female had a AAC Honey Badger PDW SMG. The gangster from Africa had a Beretta M12 SMG. The American born gangster carried a PP-19 Bizon. He yelled "Families coming through, bitches!" He let a burst of rounds off hitting one of the Aztecas that was with Helgada and Memo. The rounds shredded teh cholo who was wearing a dark blue checkered shirt, long khaki shorts and knee high socks. The rounds tore into his back and as he fell over, the gangster also took several more in his stomach chest and both legs. Memo fired hitting the gang member who had done this all though he only had a pistol at his disposal. He and Helgada retreated back to the Glendale where the two cholas passed them heavier artillery. Helgada racked an M3 while Memo readied an AK-47. The four gang members spat rounds the attacking Family members and hit the gangster who had already killed one of the Aztecas. He was riddled with rounds from Payasa, Memo and Blanquita.
Alba retreated to his Cavalcade and retrieved an M4 Carbine and began firing on the coalition of CGF, Forum and Davis Neighborhood gangsters who were ambushing them. JT dropped a cartel thug with two blasts from the Striker. "Black power for your bitch ass!" Yelled the gang member. He had not even had his wounds from the last shootout fully healed and he was still a bullet magnet. "You're using an apartheid-era gun! Estúpido moyo!" Yelled a cartel goon as he fired an M-16 at the gangster causing him to retreat to cover behind one of the cartel vehicles. He tried to shoot Tavell who was taking cover behind a container but Franklin made short work of him as he fired a shot hitting the man dead center in the throat and the round punched straight through severing his spinal cord.
Despite having at least seven gunshot wounds in him, the Forum Gangster whom the Aztecas had shot was still alive but he was bleeding like a stuck pig. "Fucking bitches...aint getting me like that..."
He fired the rest of the magazine in his SMG at the car which was about forty rounds after the first twenty-four he had wasted the Azteca with. The cholos ducked down and one round did graze Memo but Helgada let off a blast at the gang member and the blast hit the gang member in the side of the face blowin his jaw off. As the gangstter collapsed the OG fiored again hitting the back of his skull pulvarizing it turning it to chunks of red. "Fuck Forum, puto! Puro Aztecas aqui!" He yelled.
Franklin dropped the rest of the cartel goons on the containers and began to move in. The Vaaquez twins and Alba were in cover. He also saw another Mexican he did not recognize at all carrying a Carbine. The guy fired at Franklin and hit him with sixteen rounds. Initially Franklin tried to soldier in through as the heavy grade armor could take it but then decided it would be best to fall and play dead even if momentarily either to make sure he didn't take so much trauma he collapsed a lung or to make sure that the cartel gunmen didn't wise up and aim for his head.
He fell over and the cartel goon was going to aim for his head but Lamar fired in his direction and he retreated to cover. "You know the hood's still got you, pimp! You all right?" He helped him up. "Never thought I'd be happy to see your lanky ass."
"Just get up and keep shooting bitch and try not to get a coranary with your fat ass," Lamar shot back. Skell dropped three cartel goons with one magazine and he reloaded. The Kenyan gangster and the Belizean gang member finished off the other unknown Aztecas who had been with Helgada. Sugar and Coco started lighting up a couple of SUV's as more cartel reinforcements arrived. Franklin could also see some port authority police were on their way too.
They grabbed the briefcase of cocaine. The Vasquez twins fired at Franklin and he dropped the case and luckily none of the blow had been hit just the handle. "Looks like we're gonna have a white Christmas in South Central this year! Forum Gangstas mobbing!" Yelled Lamar. Tavell shouted to him as he fired at the cartel goons from cover, "Man, let's just see if we can get through the summer without getting shot before we celebrate too early, mofucka!"
Lamar shouted back, "Goddamn you a hater! You and F man it runs in the family always trying to ruin a nigga moment!" Skell reloaded and continued firing saying, "Hey you got the white girl, we gotta raise up, homie before one time fall through. The fuck we even need a truck for, dog? It's all in the case this time!"
"Easily defendable," Stated Coco and she, JT, and Queenie put it in the back. Queenie had an idea. "Hold up, dog there's too many cartel niggas out there and the po po finna be here soon in case omne of us gets caught we should really split up,"
Tavell yelled, "Yo LD! There's a boat down here!"
Skell sighed. "Hey take Queenie with you just in case on that boat. When it's time, we're finna roll up outta here. We got Demarcus and the homie Jayvon to back us too."
Meanwhile, Will, the Families banger took six rounds in the chest after mowing down four cartel goons. Jorge Vasquez had hit him with his silenced pistol. The gang member fell over choking on his own blood. Tre, despite his wounds was still in the fight and he had Damon backing him with the M4. Between the two of tehm, they dropped three cartel goons as they arrived in a Patriot. A fourth came out and Damon let him have it it with sixteen rounds in the chest and throat. This victory was short lived, however, as Alba aimed a Carbine hitting Tre in the side of the face. His blood splattered all over his friend.
Before Damon could do anything, the Mexican cartelk thug Franklin did not recognize fired taking out both of Damon's knee caps and the gang member fell over. Deena screamed firing in a rage at the man but he went back to cover and her rounds took out the windows instead but she did manage to hit another cartel bodyguard on accident, a lucky accident and he took four shots in the left armpit. She tried to help Damon to his feet but Jorge let him have a round in the forehead. Franklin fired the H&K and hit him in the left knee taking his knee out. He then fired on his other knee and the usually silent cartel thug screamed in pain. His brother tried to help him but Alba pulled his brother out of the way just as Franklin tried to shoot him.
They decided to divide the keys in half ten in the truck with Skell, Coco, JT, Deena, Jayvon and Demarcus, the other half with Franklin, Tavell, Lamar and Queenie as Franklin discovered the boat still had keys in them. Alba spotted the four blacks getting into it and yelled, "That's my boat, cabron!"
Franklin yelled, "Ours now, bitch!" As they began to take off away from the port.
Meanwhile, Skell dialed Lamar as they were driving away. "Hey we on our way outta here. Got the homies from Davis covering our ass plus Deena and JT watching us in the back with the white. We need to divide our shit three ways though. You four get the shit outta here. Go to Blain County wait for the heat to die down then come back to LS. We're gonna lay low in the Hills. LD, I told your two homies from the Drive to just get that paper back to your hood. I aint trying to step on a nigga's toes so is that aight with ya'll?"
"I wish you would have told me that first but yeah I guess it's cool."
"Well your ass gonna be more than okay with it in a minute. That's four hundred and twenty g's in that other suitcase your homie scooped up."
"Word? Oh shit! Let me call them right quick to make sure."
He got off the phone with Skell and dialed the Belizian woman. "Hey, Crystal. It's Lamar. You two need to be careful as fuck. Matter fact, don't even go to Strawberry. Fuck going west. Go north you feel me? I'ma text you the address of my boy Frank's crib. You gonna drop the paper off there."
"Don't be getting me involved with that!" Yelled Franklin. Tavell told his cousin, "Hey, to be honest, bruh, if you wasn't trying to get down, the time to say that was before you got us along on this lick, dude. If you wasn't trying to get involved you should have stayed home. Besides, it's money it aint the white. You got the IRS coming by later? As long as you don't it should be cool."
Just then they heard several gunshots over the phone. "What's that?" Franklin asked. He could hear the Kenyan guy yelling as he fired out the window. "We got some Aztecas on us in a Glendale but that's all."
"Dump on them! Those motherfuckers been at the last two shootouts we been at," Skell told her. She told him, "Don't even trip, Fam we got this. We can handle a few Ass Suckers in a hooptie. I might have to call you back right quick," They then heard more gunshots and the woman screaming in Belizean Creole as she fired out the windoiw and soon hung up.
Meanwhile in the truck, Coco drove and Skell was firing out the passenger window as at least four more cartel vehicles were on them each with four gunmen. Demarcus and Jayvon fired from their respective vehicles. Jayvon yelled, "Davis Neighborhood, bitch!" As he let off rounds fro,m his SMG's hitting a cartel goon in the right and left cheek. The cartel thuhs fired back and flattened the tires on his car. "Shit! Bitches flattened my ride!" Skell told Coco to pull around and JT did his best to keep them covered. Demarcus and Jayvon retreated from the car diving into the back as rounds flew at them and one 5.56 round went through Jayvon's right shoulder. He cried out, "FUCK!" But aside from some pain he would live.
They retreated more in the truck and the remaining cartel goons gave chase and one tossed a Molotov cocktail at the car as they rolled by. "MOTHERFUCKER! I was gonna have a tow truck get that shit!" Jayvon yelled, "Nigga I got shot and you worried about that bitch ass ride?"
"Fuck you, mark! I'm lucky they aint impound my shit while I was locked down!"
JT told him, "Hey don't trip on it, blood you can't enjoy a car if you dead, right? We gets paper you can always buy another one."
Meanwhile, Franklin kept driving out but he saw a boat approaching them and a man called out on a speaker, "This is the San Andreas Coast Guard. Pull over immideitley and prepare to be boarded!"
"Ah shit, I aint trying to go back to the pen!" Yelled Tavell. Franklin reloaded the H&K and said, "Me either, cuz!" He fired hitting one of the soldiers on board. They started firing their Assault Rifles at him. He took a few rounds in the chest and almost fell off. Queenie and Lamar fired at them while Franklin tried to get up. Tavell took the wheel and they began driving out of there again. Lamar and Queenie aimed taking out the soldiers with head shots. Franklin got up taking his Rifle in hand. "Ah shit! LSPD!" He yelled as he saw a Maverick flying after them. He aimed firing as a police officer fired down on them with a Carbine. He hit the cop in one of the protected areas of his chest but the cop fell from the heli. The LSPD chopper was screaming orders at them as the sped off. Tavell turned on a radio and he was not sure which station but the song Rock Box by Run DMC played as they sped away.
Franklin told his cousin, "Hold her steady, T!" He did going straight and Franklin fired up at the chopper. He missed with three rounds and the fourth hit the co pilot in the right side of the torso. He aimed for the pilot firing the rest of his magazine and he missed but hit the windows and doors. He reloaded and the chopper went above them trying to get away but Lamar and Queenie fired up at him too. Franklin aimed again at the pilot and fired. Another miss. He fired a second shot and finally got the guy in the throat. The chopper began to spin out of control as it hit the water. They didn't look back but they had more boat police ahead of them plus Coast Guard. Franklin dialed Lester putting him on speaker. "Les! I got the Coast Guard on our asses and I think me and my homies got about five minutes before we either full of holes or at Guantanamo Bay!"
"All right, hold them off for two minutes...better yet, get rid of all the ones in sight and I'll take care of any radio distress calls."
Franklin fiured hitting another Coast Guard reservist with a headshot and Lamar and Queenie laid down heavy fire taking out two more. They emptied their magazines taking out the rest of another boat. The remaining two boats fired and Queenie and Lamar ducked down while Franklin fired hitting the driver. One boat crashed into another just as Tavell was bringing them to a a hard wave and the boat sailed through the air. "SHIIIIT!" The four ebony's screamed as they landed.
They were soon in the clear by a turn of sheer luck. They kept driving until before long, Franklin found them near the Canyon. They called for a cab with each of the four of them hiding the bricks on them. They hailed a cab to a clothes store in Sandy Shores and each bought some new clothes. They'd destroyed the boat before they had and had left all the heavy weapontry on the boat.
They soon found themselves on the way to the store and Franklin bought a dark red plaid shirt and regular jeans. Tavell bought a Rebel Radio shirt and blue jeans. Man I look like a chump," He grumbled. Franklin whispered, "Beats county blues,"
Queenie bought a wine colored plaid shirt and some daisy dukes and a cowgirl hat and she had the shirt tied in a knot revealing her stomach. She looked like a sexy black cowgirl. "On the other hand," Lamar said, as he was now wearing a Venturas Bandits t old used brown jeans and a Cerveza Barracho cap, "Maybe we could all be bout dat country life."
The other three men grinned at that.
Franklin checked his cell to see a text that Skell had gotten back safe.
Joaquin
He was twenty six years old today and there was a party in the barrio. He half expected a shootout to happen. They tended to at parties and plus what had happened before, he couldn't be sure. Still, they had truchas watching out on roof tops on every corner. Puercos were passing through here and tere to make sure no shootings happened. Meanwhile, mestizo teenagers of Mexican, Guatemalan, Salvadoran and Honduran descent sat on roof tops. Luckily the moon was not bright enough to illuminate them as they watched out, their deep brown skin blending in wit the shadows. They had a beer or two but up where they were and out of sight in case any juras decided to crash the party.
The song Second Chance by Lil Rob blasted as he walked through the party. Vagos from Gustavo and Loca's party were there. Joaquin dapped both of them with a joint sparked in his mouth. Lefty had found a baby sitter and even brought his old lady along. The party was at Sniper's place. It made sense. He was the craziest motherfucker in the barrio so for him to be the one to throw the craziest parties made sense. Joaquin hadn't even been sure about celebrating seeing as he and Rosa werenow new parents but she had insisted. In the months between conception and birth he had managed to stay out of trouble for a lot of taht time.
"Hijole fucker! About time you showed up!" Sniper was drunk and stoned but luckily he was not high on heroin. Maybe the cholo had heeded his advice. "Que tal, snipes?" Sniper pulled him in for a hug and he said, "Hey listen homes..at the cemetery I wasn't my self bro. I was fucked up. You know...i'm just still grieving I guess. But I think Amata would want us to live on with our lives que no?"
"Yeah I hear you, ese. That was never on you anyway. It was all on me."
"Chero, estaría feliz de verte corriendo por el barrio."
(Homie, she would be happy to see you running the barrio)
Culebra looked at the older pachuco. "¿Crees que sí? Sólo espero volver a verla."
(You think so? I just hope I get to see her again.)
"Vea carnal. Now let's get some fuckin pisto."
Lefty was on the grill barbecuing and his wife was helping. He had an apron on that said kiss the cook. She read it with a smile and did so. He took a little splash of beer and soaked the meat in it. Flaca was there too and she wore a USLS sweater on with gray on it and blue. Morena had her hair tied back and she had her side nose ring in. She wore a dark blue midriff top and a black pair of jeans. Even the Vagos had shown up from Rancho. Toker came up slapping Joaquin's hand offering a hug. "ey tat sit from before bro I hope we can put it behind us. I just hate losing carnales but yo know from getting to know you I think you know what it's like so you wouldn't willingly endanger somebody else's carnalito."
"I wouldn't. We're cool," He exchanged a hug with Wicked who wore a black midriff top and daisy dukes jeans. Toker wore a black wife beater exposing his tattoos uch as a right arm tattoo that said Jamestown St. Angel wore a light blue jersey and a Pounders cap on backwards. Joaquin spotted a pelon from their bvarrio too that he recognized. "What was your name again? Aint seen you since last year."
"Diablo bro," Joaquin chuckled. "Man, you and a Diablo from San Fierro and you're both Vagos."
"Hey every varrio has a Diablo,pues. But if you can't remember that shit, just call me Pablo."
"Orale..I'll try..."
F"Hey don't worry about birthday, dog."
He also spotted Cherry. She wore a black blouse and blue jeans.
Mousy wore a white blouse with pink glittered lettering and gray kissed her. "Feliz cumpleaños, papi chulo!" He hugged her smelling her perfume. "Gracias mija."
He asked her, "Are the kids okay?"
"They're fine, mijo. Just enjoy your day. I got something for you too at the end of the night."
He noticed that Felipe was up as a deejay. He put on the song All I Want Is You by Lil Rob. He pulled her close and they began to dance together. Sniper and Flaca danced on the dance floor. Joaquin was happy to see Yolanda back too.
Morena brought him inside with Mousy making him walk blindfolded. "What's this?" They were in a bedroom. "Your birthday present. i know what you wanted to do..." Mousy said leaning over him. She put his hands over onto her body. Morena removed his blindfold. "What...you..."
"Ready to unwrap your present, papi?" They both kissed him. Mousy told him, "I'd be willing to try it... just to see...I didn't do anything in college but if I don't like it this is a one time thing."
They undid his button up shirt and lifted his shirt up. They pushed Culebra onto the bed Mousy on his left leg and Morena on his right. He kissed Mousy his lips meeting hers as always and her lips passionatley met his.
His tongue wrestled with hers. She removed her shirt stripping down to a blue bra and blue underwear. He was soon in just his pants himself. Morena got her own shirt off and she had no bra on. Her small but perky breasts ready to meet him as his hands felt her breasts as she stripped down but kissed Rosa. His lips made his way down Mousy's boussoms. He kissed down to the cup on her right breast sliding it down as his lips made their way to her dark brown nipples which became erect at his touch. "Aye que rico!" Morena moaned as he caressed her breasts too. He grabbed Mousy's ass with his free hand reaching down in there to cup her buttocks.
Mousy looked at Morena who seemed to have a question in her stare and Mousy nodded back at her. Morena grabbed his pants and undid them reaching for his hardening cock as she pulled his boxerd down. She began to jerk him off and moved down to suck him. Meanwhile, Joaquin and Mousy kissed more his mouth moving down to her nipples his tongue flicking against the flesh.
He moved down her stomach kissing down her bronze flesh and her stomach rose up and down as he kissed down to her, in anticipation for the feel of his lips. His lips soon found her navel and he pushed her body up by her butt further up towards his face while his face went down her stomach. His tongue flicked into her navel licking the inside of it. Her eyes were closed with bliss as hedid this and she opened them with a gasp as it circled inside there and touched the bottom or rather all the way to the bottom of the inside of it.
"At least I know if I ever did get lint you'd clean it out for me, eh papi?" She chuckled jokingly as she caressed his hair liking him staying in the area he was. His teeth soon found the top of her silky blue panties and he began to pull them off. Her beautiful dark hair was tyed back but he knew saoon it would be al over his. She beged him, "Ravish me..."
Morena was already starting to blow him sucking his fully erect cock. She then removed it from her mouth but she said, "Hey give me some of that loving too, baby. Watching you two is getting me hot..."
Mousy smiled saying, "Long as he knows who's boss..."
He began to forn his attention to Morena licking her nipple flesh next moving down and taking her areola gentle in hi mouth and he began to bite down on it a bet causing a gasp from the Mexican Colombiana. He caressed her nipples. One thing Morena had always loved about him was that despite her breasts being smaller he'd always loved them as though they were D's anyway. He moved down to her stomach next and while Mousy had gasped at the senseation there, she giggled as he left trails down her stomach. "That's it papi..." She said with her breath becoming heavy as his lips teased her familiar territory kissing her oval almost diagonal shaped navel. His tongue went into the crevice of it and she let out a high pitched squeal for a second. "Ahhh!" She cried out with a bit of a jump. Even Mousy laughed at that. "Are you okay, esa?" She asked. "It's just been years..." She breathed. "Most guys don't do that."
"You gotta be getting other vatos to do that eh..."
Morena's legs were bare as he he stripped her down to her black thong and she let her left leg trail up to his waist her foot teasing his dick running along it seductively. "I don't know. I know he's yours, Rosa pero I might just have to steal him. You can have him on weekdays but I just might want him on weekends."
Mousy tackled the half South American girl and the two wrestled and their tongues soon met. They began exploring each other's bodies too, the two Chicanas taking each other's breasts in their mouths. Rosa's fingers soon went into her panties and Morena moaned as she did so. Culebra's dick twitched with arousal and he thought that if he possibly got any harder his manhood might blastoff not in ejaculation but go int outter space.
He spotted some tequila in the corner and had an idea. He opened the bottle and poured it on the breasts of both women. "Aye! Cochino!" Cried out Morena with a laugh as they were both soaked, their hair and their bodies. He grinned. "Si mon. But that's why you love me."
Rosa chuckled saying, "Si baby. You're my cochino...come here big boy..."
He began to lick the alcohol off of them and they moaned with arousal as he did this and as he licked some of the booze off Mousy's right breast Morena did the same with her left. Soon the three of them were all nude all though Rosa kept her bra on at his instructions so that she looked as dashing as she did in the lingerie she had picked out just for him and he woud be able to still see her nude and still appreciate it. Too often guys would have their women surprise them i lingerie only to strip it off them in two minutes and he felt like that was disrespectful and a waste.
For him, the only remedy of that was to not only have them keep it on partly but to fuck them while they still had it on. There was somethng about the way a woman's naked breasts, ass, her cunt looked even when bare yet was still partly on. He had the same phisophy for skirts, mini skirts, negligee's and dresses. He moved her panties to the side just enough that he'd be able to get inside of her. It went without saying he'd go in her first but he had no intentions of leaving Morena out. He had the Colombiana move to his face and she sat on top of it. He began to finger her pussy from the back while Rosa climbed onto his cock and began to gyrate on him and ride him. Her cunt felt so warm and lovely as he began to thrust up into her. Though he'd made love to her many times before it always felt like their first time every time they did it.
He could hear Mousy already starting to moan softly as she started out slow and began to increase the speed. He began to taste Morena's labia tasting her familiar essense and the Chicana threw her head back as he began to in a moan her pretty dark red lips opening just slightly as a high feminine sound emerged as he tasted her rosy pedals and she began to grind her pussy on his face. She let out a cry of pleasure as she rode him and he hummed against her labia as his tongue went deeper into her pussy. He began to finger her perenium as she rode him with his left hand. With his right, he cupped Mousy's left breast as she began to increase the speed and friction on his pito. "Oh...Quino...te amo papi..."
Morena was enjoying the hell out of being eaten out and her cries were getting louder. Luckily the music outside was too loud to go in and everybody knew to not disturb them. She let out a whimper of pleasire. "Fuck...mhmmmm..." Her cries were music to his ears as he continued to go down on her or technically up since she wsas in his face. Rosa, going into unexplored territory, moved her fingers around Morena's body touching the inside of her pedals and started to finger her. She'd never been with a woman before but she tried her best as she tried to finger Morena in a way that she would do to herself when masturbating.
She moved her fingers up to her clitoral hood and she began to massage it aware that the clit itself might be too sensitive for stimulation just yet. If the other homegirl objected to Rosa's touch, her cries of pleasure were no indication of it. She turned backwards to look at Rosa and Rosa undid her hairband letting her curly hair fall out all over her face. Rosa began to kiss the Colombian woman on her slender back sending chills up her spine. Culebra moved his other hand from Mousy's breasts down to the Chicana and Salvadoran woman's clit touching it but he was careful to not be too direct, doing so as he fucked her. She whimpered. "Sí ... coger mi chi chis Cariño...ohhh...fuuuuuck...!" Her voice got higher as she accentuated the curse.
Moving in and out and they were starting to go at a medium speed as she bounced up and down on his cock, her bubble butt a cushion for it as she bounced off of him, her wetness feeling like a waterslide for his Johnson.
He began to move his finger to Morena's butt fingering the bottom of it. She gasped but she wasn't too shocked by it. She let a smile curl to her lips and she looked up at the ceiling as she rode Culebra's face while Rosa rode his cock. Rosa moaned as she did so her juice walls, making him hornier almost wishing he was some kind of mutant with two dick so that he could pound them both as hard as he could right now but he knew he had to be patient. After all, a threesome was a waste if you didn't keep your stamina. Both women had to be satisfied.
Rosa cried out in pleasure as his cock went up into her deeper and her hot breath was on Morena's back and this sent shivers up her spine and goose bumps to her arms and nipples. Rosa kissed the back of her neck. He could feel Morena orgasm in combination with his fingers his tongue and Rosa's as well. "Joaquin! Ohhh!" She ejaculated and his chin was wet with her essense. She had to dismount momentarily to catch her breath. She laid there, butt naked on the bed and Rosa rode him another thirty seconds, then got off and she went to Culebra's manhood getting down by him and she began to suck him off, her mouth moving down his manhood taking his tip in her mouth. She stroked him as she did so. Soon, Morena joined her and began to do theh same, Morena licking his balls as Rosa focused on his cock. Morena even began to bite a bit on his testicles which hurt a bit at first but then started to feel good in a weird way. He grunted at this and she smiled wickedy.
He grunted at this and she smiled wickedy. "¿Te gusta cuando me como tus pelotas, chulo?"
Rosa took the other woman's cue and did the same on his cock. He gasped as her teeth scraped his manhood but she saw his reaction and made sure to be more delicate. She licked his "Wounds" so to speak and he groaned laying back as she did so. She moved to the right side of his cock licking up his shaft while Morena did so on the left side. She began to stroke him and Mousy licked down to the base and Morena focused on the top sucking his helmet and he felt the sensitivity in his foreskin surge as she sucked him off with what he could feel was such a strength in her mouth muscles.
She moved down further taking as much of him in as she could moving down. The two began to both suck him off each taking turns. Mousy took him back in her mouth and began to take him as deep as she could testing her gag reflex and he grinded into her without being able to help it. She was a team player and she took him in humming against his dick. "Mmmm..." She cooed as she blew him.
Before long, he ejaculated all though he couldn't attribute it to either one because both had made him cum. They both lapped up his seed and soon began to kiss each other almost as if sperm swapping between each other. They then began to mae out and as he waited to recuperate from the oral, he watched as the two began to trib their vaginas grinding into each other. He watched with lust as the two women grinded into each other. Mousy's labia was wet with arousal and Morena's clit was swollen and ready to be touched. The two's lips smashed into each other as the fucked as though they were lesbian lovers dpite both being bi sexual or perhaps bi curious, their sweaty bodies moved into each other as they hummed against each other as the moans of their pressed together mouth's echoed each other as pleasure radiated from the heat of each Chicana's womanhood.
Rosa smiled saying, "Así que esto es lo que he perdido en la universidad ... carajo..." She said as her thighs rubbed into the Colombian's more, their pussies getting wetter and wetter the more they contacted. Morena smiled back kissing her and responded, "Sí ... y esto es lo que me perdí en prisión, ¿eh? Mejor tarde que nunca...ohhh...fuck..."
He loved that they were as into each other exploring each other's bodies like first time lovers as much as he had with each of them. Finally after a while, he was hard again. They turned to him as they slowed down. "You reaady for us?"
Joaquin began to penetrate Morena as she proceeded to perform oral on Rosa. Rosa was on her back while Joaquin penetrated her from behind. She moaned against Rosa's lips as he drove into her, her wet pussy warm and welcomin on his manhood. He smacked her on the ass gripping both hips as he pounded into her. Meanwhile, Morena started to finish off with her mouth what her womanhood had started. Rosa moaned with lust as the Colombian woman's tongue found her clit flicking against it as she explored lower into her region.
He began to thrust harder penetrating deeper as her brown ass bounced. She removed her mouth from Rosa's cunt lonng enough to cry out needing a moment to breath her lips and chin wet from Rosa and she cried out, "Fuuuuck! AYE! AYE! AYE! Eso es, Joaquín. Batir mi pequeña cuca hasta bien, sucio...FUCK!" He kissed the back of her neck as he drove into her reaching around to feel her clit. She carressed Rosa's breasts as she ate her out.
He hit her g spot and she screamed, "Ahhh! Cabron!" He spanked her again earning another yelp and his tongue licked at her ear lobe. She began to grind her hips backwards into him as he smashed into her burrowing into her dampened womanhood. He drove deepper into her and she was on her stomach now with her ass up. At this point, she was still licking Rosa but her legs had buckled beneath her. Her legs wouldn't stop shaking but all the same, her tongue went in more to Rosa's canals and she toyed at the Salvadoran woman's folds increasing friction with her fingers.
He closed his eyes as hedrove into her pounding her flesh more. Rosa was almost screaming with how close she was to an orgasm.
Vespucci Beach
The Marabunta OG heard a sound outside. It was the sound of a vehicle speeding off. He went outside with his Handgun drawn. He spotted a burning cross outside. "What the fuck!" He fired as he saw a truck departing. Several rounds hit it but did not hit anybody in it. He spotted several masked men in the back of the truck. He fired two more shots and he saw that he hit one of the men. He spotted Cherry. Her body was bloodied and beaten. She was trying to get up but was too weak. "Mija...are you okay? Who did this to you?" She coughed up blood.
"S...skinheads...two..."
He picked her up and took her to the car. He raced to the hospital. His kids came outside as did his old lady asking him what happened. HE told them to call 911 and go to the neighbors.
He sped Cherry to the hospital as fast as he could. Finally he got her throgh the doors sacreaming for help. They got her into a stretcher and began to whisk her away. Just then he spotted two LSPD officers. "We need to ask you some questions..."
"I just brought here here, okay? I tried to save my friends's life."
"We can talk about it at the station."
"Fuck that. I didn't do anything I aint going with you."
One of the officers grabbed him and tried to pin his hand behind his back. "Let me go!"
The man's partnerb grabbed him. "Stop resisting, boy! Calm down! You're only making this harder on yourself!"
"Fuck you, cabron you can't arrest me for resisting arrest! If resisting arrest is the only thing you got on me then this is illegal!"
He drove his elbow from his other arm. He hit the officer in the face. "Fucking gavacho! Don't put your hands on me!"
They slammed him against the wall and he tiutned around swinging on the other officer. He was big for a Mexican for a paisa at that. That's assault on an officer!"
"Fuck your badge! That shit means nada to me!" They tried to subdue him throwing blows at him and one of the officers got his night stick out and hit him in the side. El Topo dropped to his knees winded and the officer hit him across the face. He tackled the cop in a rage as soon as he could. The other officer hit him with the tazer and he dropped to his knees as they continued hitting him. "You son of a bitch! I'm gonna kick the shit out of you! You feel me, HOMIE?!" Yelled the white officer with a bloody nose.
They got his hand cuffed at least they got the cuff on his wrist but he came at them again before they could close the other one. He grabbed the officer and got him in a headlock trying to strange him. "OI was trying to help a woman you piece of shit! You wanna arrest me for what?!" The officer's partner sprayed some mace at him and he hit his partner too. He let the cop fall and the cop coughed trying to catch his breath. The cop screamed at his partner for getting him too. The cop drew his pistol and fired on El Topo as he was only down on his knees and he had grabbed onto the other officer's pant leg. He fired two shots in his chest. "GUN!" Topo fell over clutching his wound.
The officer realized what he'd done. The nurses rushed forward to El Topo some help. "They fucking shot me..." He groaned in pain as the wounds bled.
Trevor
He came to the back room of the office as usual and what he saw shocked was the decapitated head of Wade Herbert. Written in blood on the walls was the words R U Done?
Strawberry
Tavell Clinton and Lamar Davis were leaving the liquor store on the way back to Forum Drive. "We should have just drove, man."
"Man, you sound like Frank, like a lil bitch you was a big man back at the docks but you can't handle a walk to the store in your own neighborhood?"
"Man, shut up. Hey where's that old hood rat used tobe out fronmg one that fucked every nigga in the hood but shacked with JB?"
"Oh you aint heard she trying to get clean now. I don't know how you aint heard of JB though he doed last year. Marabunta got him."
"Nah nigga that's why I asked you. Aint nobody been telling me shit since I been back. I swear a nigga leaves the hood a few years and they act like you been gone for twenty."
"Hey that aint on me aint my fault you aint watching the news. I stay up on that shit. Big dog, bit brain. That's how you stay ahead of death."
"Whatever motherfucker. Besides, it aint like a nigga dead in South Central's gonna make the news anyways."
"Yeah but still you..." A green Felon was driving near them. "What up, fam?"
Tavell yelled back, "Hey you don't know me like that!" The window was rolled down just enough but they couldn't see inside. "Where you from?" Lamar stacked at the gang members yelling, "Forum Gangstas, nigga! What's hood? You from Carson?"
The car rolled forward and an arm stuck out and a Handgun., Ten shots were fired at the two men. Lamar hit the ground as did Tavell and Lamar had his pistol out. Screams were heard everywhere and an alarm went off from a car as a stray hit it. Pedestrians scattered. Lamar got off the ground firing after the car discharging seven shots but none of them hit anybody inside the car. Only the car itself.
He looked back saying, "Yo Vell, who you think..." He looked to see the Clinton boy unconscious, having been hit with three rounds in the chest, one in the shoulder, one in the left leg, and one in the right hip. "Tavell! Ah shit hold on!" He yelled to one of the pedestrians. A church lady looked at what happened shaking her head. "Thus to all sinners."
"Call him an ambulance, motherfucker! He a human being like you too! Don't matter if he bang! Let he who is without judgement cast the first stone, beyotch!" He saw that people were not looking to help most were standing baclk all though a teen was calling it he didn't know if it would be good enough. He loaded Tavell into Tavell's car and began to drive to Central Los Santos. "Hang on, baby! Just fight it! I got hit same as you!"
Meanwhile, as the car sped away, Blanquita was driving and Payasa was up front. Memo put the smoking gun to the side. "Easy as chorizo with eggs. That was smart thinking on your part, mija. Jacking a Tranny car was the best way to get in unnoticed."
Franklin
Franklin was on his way home. He was listening to Radio LS but then a news story came on.
"Gangland violence has once again struck the southland, this time just off the corner of Eclipse Boulevard and Las Lugunas. Two members of the notorious street gang, the Families were gunned down in a drive by. The deceased are Crystal Lourdes, a Belize national and Kenneth Obeiero, a Kenyan immigrant. Police are not sure if this is drug related or not but the police described four suspects in a Glendale fleeing the scene. While no distinguishing details have been revealed of the suspects, the suspects were described as two Latino males, one Latina female and one caucasian female. Police have no further details other than the plates of the car,"
They began to rattle off the color and the liscense plate of the car. Then they started to talk about the violence at the port.
"Yeah you gonna wish the one time find you before me," He said bitterly as he realized the Aztecas had gotten the money back. He knew that Skell and the others had made it back with the yay as had they but the two Families members with the cash didn't.
He parked and went inside. He saw Chop in the corner growling and he asked, "What's wrong, boy?" The dog barked at him almost as if to want to keep him back. He went up to him. The dog barked and growled more. He noticed some blood stains on the floor. He also saw something attached to Chop's collar. "What is that?" He went to try and grab it but Chop bit him. He saw something red it looked like numbers on a timer counting down. "Ahhh shit!" He yelled and the dog scurried off to get away from him. The dog ran out by the windows leading out to the pool. "What happened here?"
The dog began to whimper and he started to come close again. "Chop, what is that let me..." BOOM!
A blast obliterated Chop and Franklin was hit by shrapnel and the glass shattered and Chop was blown to pieces all over the patio as well as the kitchen. Franklin hit his head and was cut by pieces of glass. Blood ran down the side of his head. "Chop..." He tried to get up but he was woozy from blood loss. He slipped and fell face down on the kitchen floor.
That's it for this chapter I hope you enjoyed it. So yes, Wade is dead and all though he was not willing to give up Trevor or any details about TPI, he was willing to sell out Franklin. So RIP to Wade, Taliana and Chop. Also, Cherry was badly beaten and raped by members of RAW so this will spark up even further war with Marabunta and the Vagos at Vespucci and abroad will be involved.
Since this is non liniar timing i should explain something and I really gotta stop doing that or at least if I do i should always have characters be in present day and flashing back not like what I have here and in Concrete Jungle. As far as the threeway between Morena and Rosa and Joaquin it was meant to be longer and it still will be but I'm gonna continue where we left off. In thenext chapter. Also for El Topo to be there at the party this was obviously before the skinheads attack and his arrest.
As for Tavell do you think he will live? And do you think El Topo will? There will be more character deaths to come and obviously Franklin also took out one of the twins. So you might say what was done to Chop was retaliation plus he was given up by Wade. Also since we're talking about non liniar timing I intended for Michael and Trevor and Franklin to take joaquin out for a night out the day before his birthday so obviously that would be set like after the attacks Franklin did on the Madrazos plus Michael and Trevor but before the birthday party itself and wat happened to Franklin the day after the party obviously and Trevor finding Wade is also around the same tikme as Frajnklin.
So yes I'm sorry but more non liniar bullshit next chapter but long as i explain it you should be good with that. I didnt translate what was being said in Spanish during the threesome because i feel like people who are non Spanis speakers still find what is being said sexy regardless of if you understand it but if you did it might ruin it kinda like finding out how potato chips are made some people don't like to know how their favorite snacks are made.
Either way if you have to know bad enough you can use translate and look the spanish may not be spot on i speak some but not enough but that's not my fault if google translate falls short it's the fault of those who speak tose languages and do not make sure it is acurate. Like I've had people telling me that I got English or Spanish wrong and look I've even corrected incorrect Spanish but as far as long sentences I can't help it and if you are a first speaker then it's up to you to fix that otherwise you have no right to complain. That's one thing Im grateful about the Kanienkeha language for. It's not as easily acesible on the internet and so while it is a harder language to learn, at least google translate won't give incorrect translations. But as far as english to spanish i did the best i can i mean especially in the instances of the dirty talk. I know how to talk dirty in Spanish that's not really the issue. i'm talking more along the lines of what was being said between Helgada, Memo and Alba. Tat's where I'm concerned I may have fucked it up but oh well.
As for what JT said about Franklin giving him a lesson n tolerance that is a slight reference to Red Dead Redemption Undead Nightmare when the people of New Austin were trying to blame people for the plague and John was telling her not to judge like that.
Oh also Jayvon is visually inspired by the rapper Compton Menace. I'm not sure who Deena should be visually based on. Also the reason I had the LSPD describe Bloanquita as white ius because while hispanic has come to mean brown in descriptions as has latino as you wouldnt be able to tell a Spanish speaking white from an anglo and usually not a black Domnican from Afro American and so they classify mestizos as such, you already know they'd say white for Ms Krazie even if she's just albino.
Anyway, so this was a dark chapter in that sense and next chapter will be even darker or if not that chapter then the one after that.
Also, I have a question I'll let you guys decide. Franklin got fucked up by the Chop kamikaze bomb so my question is who should be the one who is visiting Franklin and takes him to the hospital? I've had thoughts of different people but I'm leaving it up to you to vote on it. Either next chapter or the chapter after that will be when Joaquin, Franklin, Trevor and Michael do an exchange for Natalia.
Also in non linear style I plan to show Joaquin torturing Natalia more to sow how he got the info for the stash house that Franklin robbed. As far as the deal with what they were saying about Onda it is true that some don't know Lefty is, others do in Helgada's case he doesn't but when he and Memo learn that Lefty is Onda and yet he has done favors for Franklin through Joaquin or at least that Joaquin did and Left didn't punish him for it they'll want to try and go go over Lefty's head to the other Onda members to try and get them green lit for working with Franklin who would be considered a chavala.
Anyway, as far as the madrazo cartel goes I was told so far that Madrazo is being stupdfor paying for natalia but this is why he wants her back because if they don't get her back they'll keep ripping off the shipments. Obviously the answer would be to bump up on security but that clearly hasn't done anything. Plus also I was told it wasn't very discreet of Alba to go after Fatal the way he did but now we're seeing more cartel level sophistication and brutality.
We know that Alba killed Fatal and he will be more or less responsible for what will be retaliation against Joaquin. But do you think what was done to Franklin was Alba or the other twin?
As far as what was done to the two Family members in the car that's not cartel retaliation if you didn't realize it was just they were in a shootrout over the phone and led Franklin and co. to believe they had it covered when in fact they didn't so they were killed in a drive-by and they made off with the cash.
Besides the Aztecas still do also want those kilos too so they're gonna continue to be more of a pain in the ass.
Of course I ave explained to you each thing that happened and to the degree I didn't ytou can still figure out that obviously the Chop bomb was cartel retaliation but with Tavell shot, and now Franklin wounded initially he is not sure if it's all Aztecas or all cartels yet. To him right now the line is going to be blurry.
Anyway that's it for now hope you enjoyed. Have a great week
