The Crew

There was a knock on the door. Elizabeth opened the door, keeping the chain fixed, to see a 6'8 black man towering over her. She cowered.

"No need for that baby girl," the man said in a deep voice. "I'm part of D-Train's crew."

D-Train had been denied a bond based on his lengthy criminal history. As he was led out, he told Elizabeth that his 'crew' was going to look after her. She'd retained a pricey criminal attorney to represent D-Train, and was hopeful he'd have a chance to get out early, at the very least.

Elizabeth undid the lock, and the man came in. He brought some snacks, some diapers for her new son, Xavier, and some liquor for himself. He went by Tank.

"So, I'm going to keep you safe," Tank said, and Elizabeth had no doubt about his ability to do that. "The rest of the crew is Kelvin, who you'll meet tomorrow, and the twins, Richard and Johnson." Elizabeth snorted. Tank sat down in Douglas's recliner, putting on some BET. Elizabeth looked uncertainly from Tank to the bedroom.

"All in good time," Tank said. Elizabeth felt her pussy twitch and start to moisten.