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or threatening them with rape!"
       Jack got up and started for the door. "Tell Catlyn she has nothing to worry about anymore."
       Jack slammed out of the building so angry he didn't take notice of the satisfied gleam in Tasha's eyes.
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       Jack was true to his word. At the party he single mindedly hunt down J.T. He found him in a back bedroom of Hamilton's mansion, a half-drunk cheerleader vigorously riding him, one of his little groupies. Jack recalled now how at another party this same coed was ordered by J.T. to give the entire team head. Jack had bowed out not really wanting to know if she would do it. Then he had turned his back on his friend's obvious sexually deviant actions. He didn't think it was harmful as long as the girl was willing. But now he wasn't sure if the girl was willing. What if J.T. had threatened her too without his knowing? The very idea made Jack physically ill, his stomach queasy.
       He gently tapped the coed on the shoulder. "Excuse us, Tammy!"
       Tammy looked over her shoulder, then shrugged and quietly got off J.T. and just as quietly left the room, pulling on her clothes as she did.
       "Hey man, what gives?" J.T. slurred his words as he sat up throwing the sheet over his lap. "I would have given you a taste when I was finished."
       Jack snapped. He lunged at J.T., slamming his head against the sturdy wooden headboard, his hand going around his throat.
       J.T.'s eyes went wide as the pressure on his neck increased and Jack planted his knee in his chest. He pulled at Jack's hand at his throat to no avail. He began to gasps for air, struggling to breathe.
       Jack shook him by his neck. "Pay attention J.T. 'cause I am only going to warn you this once." Jack did not continue until J.T. stopped struggling, dropping his hands to the bed and was looking into Jack's eyes. "You twisted piece of shit, stay away from Catlyn, in school, out in the streets, everywhere! You see her coming you go the other way." Jack squeezed harder and raised his knee then rammed it back down. J.T. tried to cough but it came out as a weak sputter. "Your torture of Catlyn ends today or so help me God you are going to live to regret it. Catlyn is now under my protection! Do you hear me scum? She's mine now and I protect what's mine!"
       Jack suddenly released J.T., who sat up and struggled for breath. He coughed and spit onto the floor. As Jack turned to the door J.T. began to weakly laugh. "So our virgin nigger has given it up to the super hero quarterback with the ten inch pole." J.T. rubbed at his sore throat as he continued to rasp his poison. "So how was Catlyn's pussy? Tight, hot, wet? Did you make her bleed and come all over your cock?
       Jack turned back and looked at J.T. in pity. "You're sicker than I thought."
       "Right, like you haven't wanted to see and suck those black tits and fuck that nigger pussy since the day she walked into our honor's class." J.T. spat.
       Horrified Jack stepped toward the bed. "Do you fucking hear yourself? Catlyn was a little kid when she came to our class. Twelve years old for Christ's sake!!"
       "If the bitch bleeds then she can be plucked, sucked and fucked!" J.T. tossed the sheet aside and began to dress as he continued. "You come in here with your Hero bullshit, spouting dire warnings when in reality you just came from doing what I've been trying to do since the bitch got here." J.T. sat down as he put on his sneakers. "Who knew she preferred brown hair to blonde, green eyes to blue and a ten inch cock to a six inch one?"
       Jack sadly shook his head at J.T. "I don't know what the hell is wrong with your brain but I strongly suggest you seek psychiatric help and fast!" Jack went to the door and opened it, looking over his shoulder, he gave one last warning. "This is the last time I am going to talk to you. Stay away from me and mine or I am going do more than talk."
       Jack quietly left the bedroom once again