Chapter 3: The Escalade Improvement

The two girls pulled up to the QuikMart in their father’s Cadillac Escalade. Melissa was 15; her sister Janice was 14. Their parents had gone to some sort of club party, so they were supposed to stay home and watch TV all night. After their parents left, both girls played at dressing up like the girls on that TV show. Melissa got her shortest shorts from last year. Now, they really made her butt show. Tight, just a hint of butt cheek. Janice got her shortest skirt. It was supposed to be worn with shorts, but by itself it was just a very small miniskirt. They played at putting on make-up, trying to do a better job this time. Janice wore her shirt open, exposing her slight cleavage and some of her small breasts. She told Janice, “You can’t wear it into a store open, but if you do this...” She did up the bottom two buttons. “There. That’s considered ok.” Janice said she looked slutty and laughed. Melissa dared her to do it. She undid her blouse, leaving the two bottom buttons done. She didn’t have much in the way of breasts yet, so there wasn’t a lot to show. Still, she felt very sexy looking like this. Janice dared Melissa to swipe Dad’s car and go to Target. “No way!” Melissa had said. “Ok then, how about just QuickMart?” Melissa had gotten a couple of lessons from her dad, so this seemed like an adventure. She wanted to see if Janice really would go into a store looking like that. She got Janice a smaller blouse from last year; a very see-through kind. “Try this instead,” she insisted. Janice did. Sure, it didn’t show much more than before, but now her nipples were much more visible through the sheer material. They even pushed through some.

The girls grabbed the keys and slowly backed out of the driveway. She drove slowly, very slowly. When they got to QuickMart she parked by the side door. Sort of. They both went inside to get some sodas and munchies.

At the same store, two black guys sat in a Chevy Tahoe parked by the side. Leroy and Marcus were waiting for Tyrell who’d gone in for some smokes. They watched the Escalade pull in. “Yo, Marcus,” Leroy said, taking a hit from the blunt. “Ain’t that what D wants? A black Escalade?” Marcus leaned up, said, “Yeah, oh hell yeah.” He passed the blunt to Leroy. “I’ll get the Caddy. You wait around the corner, then follow me to Tre’s place.”

Just then the doors opened. Two young girls got out. Shoot, they didn’t look old enough to drive, much less driving a Cadillac. The two brothers stared. Just then Tyrell came out the side door, holding it open for the two girls. He watched them too; said something to them. He came over and got in. “Whooo-wee! Those were two sweet little honeys alright!” Marcus spoke up. “Yo, listen bro. I’m gonna jack that Caddy when they come back out. Get righteous with D. You two niggers wait around the corner and follow me. We gonna have us some fun tonight.”

He got out, went slowly to the building, standing outside the door in the shadows. Leroy drove the car around to the back of the store. He looked at Tyrell. “What he mean, ‘we gonna have some fun tonight?’ All he gonna do is make things right with D. Where’s the fun in that for us?” Normally, when they jack a car, one of them walks up, grabs the keys from the driver, shoves them back and drives off. The other two watch, ready to help if needed. They could just see around the corner to where the Escalade and Marcus were.

The door to the store opened and the two girls walked out. Hard to see anything, it was dark on this side of the building. Marcus moved behind the car next to theirs, then when the girl opened the driver’s door he quickly moved up and grabbed his hand around her mouth, pressing his 9mm into her face. The other girl hadn’t noticed, climbing in the other side. When she closed her door, he jumped partly into the driver’s seat, pulling the girl with him. He quickly pointed the gun at the girl in the passenger seat; she froze. Her eyes got really wide; her mouth opened. He said very angrily, “Not one fucking word, you! Don’t you fucking move!” The girl he was holding was struggling to get free now. He smacked her twice in her head with the butt of his gun. She stopped fighting for the moment. He yelled at her to get over there and sit in the other seat. “Crawl over there, bitch! Get the fuck over there! You! Grab that seat belt! Put it on both of you! Move girl!” He used his hand on her butt, shoving her across the center console and into the passenger seat with the other girl. He grabbed her keys, started the car. As he backed out and drove off, he thought, “Shit, these two look too fucking young. Damn it! Like, life-without-parole young. Well, he needed the car. They’d figure it out at the crib.

As he yelled at them, they did what he said because he had that gun. Scared to death, they both huddled together in the seat. This store, in an upper-middle class neighborhood, was right by the interstate. They were maybe fifteen minutes back to his own neighborhood in Brickman. He saw the Tahoe pull in behind him. As soon as he started to drive off though, the two girls immediately began yelling, crying for him to let them out. “You have to let us out! Stop, please! We want to get out!” He just kept yelling at them to shut the fuck up. He drove on.

Marcus took the Hampton Avenue exit, went north two blocks, turned right. Down a dark street, he made two more turns. Derelict cars sat by the overgrown sidewalks. He liked this neighborhood because he had a reputation here. He could do what he wanted; no one dared say anything. Marcus pulled into his driveway, pulled behind the house. The Tahoe pulled in, blocking the Escalade from view. Everyone got out. Marcus told the two angrily, “Don’t you fucking move!”

Outside, the three conferred. “Well?” Leroy asked, “What the fuck you doin’? You grabbed them too?” Tyrone stood by, wanting to hear what Marcus had to say. Marcus said, “Shoot, I thought we was gonna party with them. I don’t know, they look pretty young. Maybe ten or eleven.”

Leroy said, “Damn. Let’s take a look here.” The three walked over to the door and opened it. There they saw these two girls sitting in the big passenger seat, still wearing the seatbelt. One had long blonde hair. She seemed like the youngest. The other had darker blonde hair, also young. They looked like sisters. The one girl started to say something, but he said, “Shut the fuck up, bitch! You don’t speak unless I says so, got it?!” She nodded. The younger one just kept crying. He looked them over. Not much upstairs. Young alright. He asked angrily, “How the fuck old are you two?”

Melissa said in a shaking voice, “fif, fif, fifteen, sir. My, my sister, here she turned fourteen yesterday. Please, we just want to go home...”

“Shut up, bitch! You sure you’re 14 and 15? You don’t look no fourteen and fifteen. You two sisters?” The girl slowly nodded. “Get the fuck outta that car! You ain’t old enough to drive! Get the fuck inside so we can call your parents, baby girl. You two, sweet cheeks.”

Melissa undid the seat belt, then Janice and her got out. Janice was scared to death. They were in so much trouble! Driving dad’s car when they shouldn’t have; then getting it stolen. Now they were gonna call their parents. Her and her sister walked to the door and went inside. It led down to a basement. There was a back room that they made them go to.

Melissa walked into this room, some kind of game room. There were four grown-ups in there, all black men. She turned and asked if they could just go, they wouldn’t have to call their parents. “We won’t tell anyone, we swear!” The three men all came in the room behind them, the last one closed the door. Suddenly a chill ran through Melissa. She sensed this didn’t have anything to do with dad’s car. Nobody was calling their parents. Oh shoot! No no no no, they couldn’t, they shouldn’t. She was too young; Janice was definitely too young. This was so wrong. This was like, assault or something. She kept looking around, eyes wide, mouth open. These black grown-ups all looked mean, dangerous. Loud rap music played.

Leroy walked in and closed the door. “Yo yo yo, listen up ya’all,” he said. One fat guy cut the music down, then looked at Marcus. He said angrily, “What the fuck is this?”

These two honey’s are gonna enter-tain us tonight, ain’t that right, sweet thing?”

They discussed this some. The big fat guy said, “Fifteen? Fourteen? Man, I’m already on parole; I get life if I fuck up. Count me out of this one.”

Marcus, and two of the others also said they didn’t want no part of this. “Too young for me, brother.” As the four left, Marcus said, “We’ll watch the crib upstairs. Ya’all have fun.”

The two girls still weren’t entirely sure what was going on. It looked like whatever they were going to do, four of them didn’t want to. That left these three. One was tall, thin. He looked older, like twenty-something. He had this big afro hair. The other was also tall, weighed a lot more but looked younger, closer to her age. The third one was a really old guy. He’d been here when they came in. He had short, grey hair, a big grey beard. He was older than her dad for sure, almost like grandpa. All were colored men. The one man said “Well, looks like it’s just us, then!”

Leroy, Tyrone and John stood there looking at the two young girls. Yeah, they sure didn’t look 14 and 15 alright. Tyrone picked up his phone, made a call, hung up. “Jimbo’s coming over. He says the younger the better.”

Janice was beginning to think like her sister when the one black grown-up suddenly peeled off his t-shirt, flexing his big muscles. He looked at her and her sister angrily, annoyed, mad. “Take off them fucking clothes, you two! Now!” Janice went numb. She couldn’t believe what she’d just heard. Her worst fear was suddenly very real. She couldn’t move. She stood there against Melissa, shaking, looking at Melissa and the other men, unsure what to do. I mean, he couldn’t mean that. Get undressed? Why? What for? Neither girl moved. The man suddenly slapped her very hard across her face. Whack! She fell into her sister, trying not to fall. She cried out, Melissa screamed. The other man moved up and punched Melissa right in her face. Melissa fell back down onto the floor, Janice falling down too. The three men grabbed them up. The one with the big Afro spoke to Janice. “You, with the miniskirt. Pull it up, show us you little white ass. Turn around and do it, bitch!” He raised his hand up. Janice cringed, her face still throbbing from the slap. She pulled the back of her skirt up some, showing her panties. Then she dropped it down again. God, why did she have to be wearing this skirt tonight??

Leroy told the younger blonde to turn back around. “Take off that skirt, white girl.” She said, “Why? What for? You can’t make me do this...” He grabbed her arm, then slapped her face three times very hard. Both girls were screaming now. “Shut the fuck up! He yelled. I said, take off that fucking skirt!” She slowly did, her trembling hands barely able to undo it. “Now the panties,” he said. Crying, she did. John and Tyrone held her sister nearby. The old man was already getting undressed. Tyrone kept feeling her up as they watched her younger sister getting undressed. The young girl now stood there with only this very sheer blouse on, open except for two buttons. Such a little slut, Leroy thought. He made her take that off too.

Trembling, she slowly did, covering herself. He stepped up, took her hands and held her arms apart, so everyone could check out her tits. She may be fourteen, but she had almost no tits at all. She did have a bald, virgin pussy, and a very cute, round ass. Skinny legs. She was so small; maybe five feet tall. Leroy tried to imagine how he’d get his enormous cock inside this little honky. Leroy turned to the others as everyone passed around a big blunt and opening cans of beer. “Why don’t we let Tyrone show this other girl how we undress them?” Tyrone said, “Shit yeah!” The old man moved over for a better view. Tyrone was the youngest at 18. He moved over to the older girl, all serious-looking with his dark sunglasses. He slowly reached up, got a good grip of her blouse, then violently ripped it open and tore it from her. She had tits, not big, but better than her little sister. Tyrone grabbed the top of her shorts, violently tearing the clip and zipper as he ripped them open. He pulled them down along with her panties, leaving her completely naked like her sister. Tyrone leaned in, took a big sniff of her pussy. He stood, took her arms, held them out. She had some boobs, a very soft, round ass like her sister, even better actually. She also had a bald pussy. Leroy wondered if they were both virgins? In the hood, girls lose their virginity much sooner.