He leaned over her, running his hands up her side and under her sports bra to squeeze her breasts. He pinched her nipples roughly between his fingers,... making her gasp.“Wait,” she hissed, trying to stand up. Jack paused. A jogger ran by on the trail, oblivious to their presence. Jack thrust into her hard, making her bite her lip to stifle a yelp. “You’re going to get us in trouble,” she giggled.Then he pulled backward, yanking himself all the way out of her. He spun her around fast and pulled. If the women regarded me with some interest before, it was even more so now. If the men were friendly at our first meeting, now they treated me like a brother or a son. Envy, jealousy, selfishness didn’t seem to have any place in their lives; dissembling unnecessary among those who had no need to hide anything but their existence. These people were the perfect foster family, the kind I’d often fantasized about growing up.As the days, weeks and months flowed by, my life became practically. Mary's I didn't want for a place to eat at lunch at Hayes. Boys practically fell over each other trying to get me to join their tables, much to the chagrin of most of my female classmates.Most except Daisy. At first glance the dark-haired, thick-glasses wearing girl appeared to be a typical bookish loner, I thought. She was in three of my classes but even so it took me over a week to realize she was plenty sociable. Though she usually hung out with only one or two people at a time she was. The drugs in question were mainly cocaine. 49 does not touch the stuff any more; we test members. Aztexs and Black Kings sell in overlapping territories and that probably was a factor in Friday’s turf incident; the trio wanted some sales locations and the area really was a good one. Something told me the street price was about to spike upwards, which would draw more dealers out.The drug shipments taken would make the whole operation profitable. As a partner, 49’s cut was 30% off the top - after.