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pipe. With all his strength, the flesh from Brian’s neck started to tear and rip apart. Black Ice pulled with all his might and ripped away the flesh he had locked in his hand. A big whole opened up on Brian’s neck and blood poured out as Brian fell to the ground.
    “Oh my God!” Rachel screamed.
    “Shut up, Rachel!” Black Ice yelled at her.
    She walked over to Black Ice and her uncle’s body that was squirming and flopping around on the ground. Then there was no movement at all. Rachel reached for Black Ice’s hands. She looked to see the blood and what he still had holding in his hand. He opened his hands to let her see.
    Rachel couldn’t believe what her eyes had seen. Black Ice had a piece of her uncle’s wind pipe. “You ripped out his wind pipe?”
    Rachel screamed. Black Ice gave her an evil eye. He got up and put the piece of flesh in his pocket. He picked up the knife that Brian dropped to the ground.
    “What are you doing?” Rachel asked.
    “Didn’t I tell you to shut up?” Black Ice said. Rachel looked in his eyes and saw nothing but evil in them. Black Ice pulled down Brian’s jeans and then his boxers. He took the knife and grabbed his dick and started sawing away at it. Rachel screamed at what she saw. She heard people in the neighborhood talk about how evil and cold hearted Black Ice was, but she never believed them. Now, with her own eyes she saw him kill someone without breaking a sweat and doing monstrous things to the dead body.
    Rachel threw up in the alley way.
    When Black Ice detached Brian’s dick from his dead body, he took it and stuffed it in Brian’s mouth. “Talk shit now, punk!”
    Black Ice grabbed Rachel even
    though she was still throwing up and pulled her out of the alley way. He took her back to the car and drove back to his apartment.
    That was Rachel’s first time seeing him kill someone, but she knew in her heart it wasn’t the first time.
    “Rachel, you can’t ever go back and live with Momma. You go back and tell her that you’re pregnant and you are going to live with me.”
    “Okay.” Rachel said sick to her stomach and crying.
    “Why the fuck are you crying? I know you aren’t crying over that rapist uncle of yours.”
    “No, but why did you kill him? I never seen anybody get killed before.”
    “Listen Rachel, I don’t want you to ever bring this shit up again. I killed him because he touched what is mines and no one touches what is mines.”
    From that day on, Rachel stayed with Black Ice. Everything was what she dreamed of. They made love every night and day. He wined and dined her. He took her to all of her doctor’s appointments to check on their baby growing inside her.
    When Rachel gave birth to a baby boy, she named him Michael Junior, after his father. After the birth of her son, was when the abuse started. Black Ice wouldn’t let her leave the apartment and became very possessive of her. He’d beat Rachel for everything and anything. Even if the baby would cry, he would beat her. Rachel learned the hard way while the streets called Michael Sr., Black Ice. Rachel stepped back into reality and watched Black Ice naked body for the back. He was standing at the dresser with sweat running down his back and the glass crack pipe in his mouth. She continued to watch as he inhaled the crack smoke again and again. Rachel covered her face thinking it always wasn’t like this.

Chapter 8
    “Bitch, take this dick. Whose pussy is this?”
    “This pussy is yours. Mmm, yes daddy. Fuck me, fuck me, yes.” Lisa moaned. “Fuck me, Caesar.”
    Caesar pounded away on Lisa’s pussy from the back. He smacked her ass and watched it shake while giving long hard strokes up inside Lisa. “I’m about to cum.”
    He yelled as he squeezed her ass even tighter and pounded even faster and harder.
    When he came, he felt his body go weak and his dick going limp. He collapsed down on the bed and Lisa did the same lying right next to him. Both of their bodies were