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RICHARD THE RAPIST The first time I met Richard he literally scared the piss out of me. I had just moved into the City, and had taken a job as a waitress on the second shift, 3-11p.m. Which meant I got into my neighborhood around 11:30. This particular night, my second night on the job, as I came close to my apartment building, I could see a big man standing under the street light, and it looked like he was holding a hose or a club or something. As I got closer to him, I saw what he was "holding"! The man was stroking his dick, which had to be at least 13 inches long 4 inches around! He was 6'5 and looked like a mean white heavily scared and tattooed George Foreman: bald head, build, and all. But it was that massive dick that caused me to cry out!
"My God!", I cried, you could kill somebody with that thing!" "Aint killed nobody yet little lady, tho I dun hurt a few," the man drawled. "mebbe you should get your ass on in your house 'for I give you a taste of what ma' dick can do."
I "calmly" walked past him into my building, walked upstairs into my apartment and collapsed on the coach. Richard told me later that it was my "calmness" that saved me from being raped that night. "Liked your spunk, little lady. Most gals would screamed as soon as I got near 'em. Than you walks right by me, like I'm just your normal neighbor sayin' howdy." I was grateful he had no idea how terrified I REALLY was, nor had he seen the wet puddle I left on the sidewalk!!
Anyway, from that night Richard decided that I was his friend. He'd be waiting by my door(when he didn't take the time to just pick the lock and go inside) when when I got home from work to brag about his day's activities, and to let me know his plans for the night. I quickly learned that Richard's primary occupations/loves were terrorizing the neighborhood (there were any number of people who "paid" Richard to leave them alone), getting drunk, and raping women. "Tho, I jes can't figger out how I can rape more women and keep this dick of mine in tight pussy heaven", he often lamented, "Seems there's less and less women out alone at night." I was tempted to inform him that HE was the reason behind that state of affairs, but instead I just thanked my Higher Power that Richard didn't see me as one of his "prey" nor had any idea just how scared I was of him.
The one day Richard came by to tell me he was going out of town for a while. "I got some of my biker friends to watch for you. Doan' want nobody rapin' your ass, or your pussy for that matter, while I'm gone.", Richard laughs. He didn't tell me where he was going, or for how long, and I wasn't going to ask. But like the rest of the neighborhood, I breathed a sigh of relief for the six weeks he was gone. The bikers turned out to be pretty decent, the worse they did was wreck the neighborhood bar with their wild partying, but compared to Richard's antics, they were good neighbors! It felt odd to have them as my escorts when I left work each night, the dangerous protecting me from the dangerous?
I was taking my break when Richard came into the restaurant, and everyone quickly buried their heads into their food. Richard paid them no attention at all as he boomed,
"Babe, I dun figgered out the solution to muh problem!" "Uh, what problem?", I stupidly asked. "Rapin' more women!, "Richard drawled. "I been to Detroit, and there are lotssa women there walkin' aroun' just beggin' to have the shit fucked out of them! Got me quite a few, but I almos' got caught a couple ah times. Then the idea hit me! If I start a Rape Club, I can rape all the womens I want and never get caught!"
"Rape Club?", I said weakly, not really wanting to know,"what do you mean Richard?" "Well little lady, what I do is I find say 5 or 6 guys built like me who likes to rape. I convince them to shave their heads," He rubbed his own shiny skull, "and then we pick a neighborhood, at least one of us makes sure he's seen in a restuarant or bar, or somethin', while the rest is out huntin. Then if we do get lucky, but the little cunt gets the guts to report what's been dun to her....."he grinned and winked at me.
I could indeed see where it would work if the guys were close enough in appearance, that one guy making sure he was seen in a public place could provide a alibi for the rest. Richard looking at my face, just about read my mind. "Yeah I thought it work, and I kin see from you face, it will, " and he went out the door.
(Now it's a measure of the terror that Richard held us all in, that not one person who was in the restaurant that night has ever come forward to explain the to the police
why the vast majority of their rape suspects have a solid alibi.) II Richard's behavior toward the neighborhood and towards me did not change for a couple of weeks. And then his behavior towards me changed in a major way!