Chapter 7

I added Mildred and Louise to my stable which by this time included Yvonne, Helen, Sarah, and Ida. Before it was over, I had me fourteen broads I was fucking and all of em knew it. I was the Don and they knew that too.

After a year of good living, my stash was running low, and I called Eddie and Aldon and told em it was time for another hit. Eddie had readily took to college and was now a full time student, in the School of Business. Aldon took his share of the action and opened a liquor store on the Westside. He was doing a thriving business. They talked about staying clean, but I owned them and they knew it. So we began planning our next job. Jimmy took a fall in Detroit and was doing time in the Michigan State Pen; while the other two cats in the islands couldn't be found; not with the names we had.

"Louise can handle a car with the best of 'em," I told them, "so she'll drive."

"You can't trust broads," Eddie said with a sneer.

Later I found out why he'd said it the way he did.

"She drives," I said.

"She'll put your ass in the pen," Eddie snapped back.

"No way," I replied.

"If the Don wants her," Aldon said, "that's it."

"I'm against it," Eddie stated emphatically.

"What s the hit," Aldon said.

"A check cashing truck," I said. "I got this rap partner from the old days who works in the plant on the North side. He says it's a snap?'

According to my old rap partner, the check cashing truck stopped at the plant each Thursday, loaded with dough to cash all the plant employees pay checks. The way we'd have to work it, was to catch the guards with the money they carried into the plant.

I drove out to the joint and looked it over. It was in the center of a large industrial park, and trains were coming and going all the time. I didn't dig the train Dit, 'cause it could just happen that a long freight would come along just at the wrong time and we'd be up that creek, and on our asses. I told Louise I wanted her to drive and she was all for it. After I ran the action down to her, I told her to move into the pad.

When Eddie found out about this, he said, "I see you got the bitch living here!"

"Eddie, baby," I said softly, "don't push your mother-fucking luck."

"Niggers and bitches," he snapped.

It began to dawn on me that Eddie really didn't like women. With that I took a good look at him. He was almost too pretty for a man. He was so neat it got on your nerves, sometimes. Every time he came to the pad, he was emptying ash trays, and straightening the joint up. He always brought a bag full of groceries, and took over the kitchen. He was a damn good cook. It dawned on me that I never saw him with a broad.

The trains kept bugging me, but I wanted to make the hit. Then it came to me, fuck the plant; big money was inside the truck, so I decided to hit the truck. I spent a couple of weeks around the place and found out that the truck got to the industrial park at four in the morning. It stopped at a small plant and then worked it's way into the area stopping at the three other plants before it reached the one where my old rap partner worked. What made it even better, was the fact that there were only three guards on the truck at this time; later there were six.

I worked it out in my mind and then ran it down to the rest. Along with Eddie and Aldon, there was Louise and two other dudes named Cane and Jake. I'd picked them up gust to carry guns; four of us could've handled it, but six made it better. On Wednesday evening I had everybody at the pad and I ran it all down to them again. Then everybody sacked out; we were going to be getting up real early and I didn't want any snags.

We took two cars; I rode in one car with Louise and Aldon, while Eddie drove the other one with Cane and Jake. I'd picked up some tear gas from the same place on Maxwell Street where I always got my hardware. I had got rid of the pieces from the last heist; I didn't want any hot irons laying around to fuck me up. The man on Maxwell Street had an old World War II bazooka, and he ran it down to me that it would go through the armor on the truck. He showed me how to work the mother-fucker, and I gave it to Aldon. I knew he'd be the last one to do something stupid.

We got to the park a few minutes before the truck was scheduled to arrive. It was about five minutes late, and for a few minutes I thought about pulling out, and trying again another time. Then the truck came into sight, and I set things into motion.

There was a small one way street next to the plant where they parked the truck; two guards went inside the plant while the other one stayed in the back of the truck. I decided to grab 'em after they left the plant. This gave us twenty minutes to get the job done, without anybody maybe getting worried about the truck being late.

Just before they left the plant, I had Louise park the car in the middle of the street and raise the hood. There was no way for the truck to get by; at the same time, Eddie would come up with his car,' and block 'em from the back.

Louise put the car right in the middle of the street, and the minute the truck saw us they got suspicious and started to back up. Eddie was slow coming up and they almost made it; when this happened, I told Aldon to use the bazooka. He slammed a shell right into the back door, and I ran up and threw in a tear gas grenade. Ten seconds later, the side door flew open and the guards came out; all the fight was gone out of 'em. With the door open, going into the truck wasn't too bad. Eddie covered the guards' mouths with tape and tied 'em up while Aldon and I got the money. I moved the truck aside so Eddie would make it past in his short and then we split. We left the guards tied up inside the truck.

When we reached the pad, I split up the money and told the others to hit the wind. We'd used rental cars again; this time we drove 'em into the lake. When the others were gone, I told Louise we were gonna take a short trip. I called Midway and reserved a twin engine Beechcraft; I was gonna fly down to Mexico.

We were at the airport when I picked up a paper telling about the robbery. The story said the fuzz had several leads, but I knew that was bullshit. We took off without a hitch and I filed a flight plan for Mexico City. With the Beech, I'd only have to make a couple of fuel stops, and we'd make it in about eight hours flight time.

We were cruising along at 20,000 feet with Louise wearing a mini; it had crawled up her thighs until I could see all that fine brown flesh and my cock got hard. Louise saw what was happening and reaching, she caressed my cock.

I'm sorry Mama can t take care of that right now," she purred.

"Baby," I said, "you're gonna get the surprise of your life."

'How's that?" she asked.

"Airplanes have a little gadget called an automatic pilot, which means they can fly themselves, I said with a leer.

"Then turn the mother-fucker on," she told me.

"I checked my altimeter, and set the automatic pilot. While I was doing that, Louise was stripping. Then I follow suit. She climbed onto my lap, facing me and slid my cock into her cunt. I slipped one of her breasts into my mouth and went to work. Louise's feet could just touch the cockpit floor and this gave her the leverage she needed to really work out. The minute my cock leaped into her cunt, Louise's ass went into motion.

"Oh, God damn," she said, "this is the greatest."

I braced my feet on the floor and started slamming my cock into her cunt; at the same time I was working, on her tits, going back and forth from one to the other. I slammed my cock into her cunt and Louise wiggled her ass so fast that it was hard for me to keep up with the action. I bit her nipples and sucked her tits deep into my mouth.

"Oh, God damn," she squealed, "you're the Don Juan, baby, you sweet mother-fucker."

My mouth was full so I couldn't answer her, but I did better; I drove my Cock deep into her steaming cunt and she squealed her joy.

"Fuck me," she squealed, "fuck me mother-fucker."

I did what the lady told me. Fucking at 20,000 feet in the air is something else. Clouds were drifting by, and there was sky as far as you could see. Louise kept working her ass, and the effect on my cock had my mind reeling. Then I shot my load, and she squealed with delight when my come exploded into her cunt.

"Fuck, baby,' she screamed above the roar of the engine, "fuck me, sweet Daddy."

Then she let out a long screeching wail, and shot her load. After that, I put her back into her seat and started flying the plane. We landed in Mexico City without a hitch.