Dixon put his hands on my shoulders. I flinched at first, but then he rubbed my neck a bit and I relaxed. I didn’t think anything of it, really, unt...l he did it again a few days later. That time it really scared me, because I felt like he was trying to have sex with me, and you know how afraid I was of that.“I didn’t run away, and to this day I’m not sure why. But from then on, it was a pattern, and I started to really like the feel of his fingers on my neck and shoulders, just really soft and. If I thought we were being fucked, I called in The Dogs. These niggas were our enforcers. The Dogs would make niggas talk, even if it came down to hot knives, and missing fingers, or ghetto dentistry. If the verdict came down that they were trying to fuck us, then we would find someone close to them, a parent, a girlfriend, a spouse. The Dogs killed them in horrible, agonizing ways while the person watched. It might not be just one person. Sometimes it was three or four. Only after they watched. " She whispered. I closed my eyes, said my thankyou's to God and flexed my hips forward, peircing her deliciously tight ass with my hard tool. It was so tight, I knew she had to be in pain, but she began to groan like it was the most pleasurable thing ever done to her. I pushed my entire length inside her butt and pulled out just as slowly, spit a big glob of spit onto my hand. I lubed up my shaft and stuck it back inside her, recieving another moan for my efforts. Now i reached around her. We both jumped out of the car, Beth not waiting for me to open her door. I took her hand and ran up the few steps and opened the door and punched in the alarm numbers automatically. Slamming the door behind us, I grabbed Beth and swung her round to face me. I lowered my head and met for a full French kiss before we even stepped into the lounge room. “This was meant to be Beth, I am sure of it. Do you want to stop now because it is going to get better from now on.” “No Sam, I wouldn’t be.