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Carl Nasal asks: "For a college class I'm taking, I have to write a research paper. I chose a topic of how open source software affects businesses, focusing on the use of Linux. While doing searches, I have actually found it hard to find opposing views of open source software. Mainly, what I'm looking for, are opinions, articles, looks, and evidence about the drawbacks of using open source software in business. They can either be online or offline, but preferably from reliable sources. (In other words, I'd rather not just have someone's homepage that loves Microsoft and hates Linux.)" The more constructive criticism we get about the drawbacks of Open Source, the better we can address and fix them.
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Microsoft has had some high ranking people repetitively and forcefully claim that open source software is unamerican.
Salon's piece summarizes the criticism neatly.
In the DC area, at least, a common tactic is to contact companies or other entities in the guise of a "student" looking for information for a thesis, paper, project, or whatever. The advantage of this was that the person doing the research could gather information on behalf of their company/employer without letting on to anyone that the company they work for didn't know much about the subject.
You don't happen to work for Microsoft, do you?
For your security, this post has been encrypted with ROT-13, twice.
Actually, I'll just cross my name off my diploma and write yours in. It's not like anyone has ever asked to see mine.
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Notice - Do not read this story if you're offended by non-consensual
sex. Also, do not read this story if you are offended by a complete
lack of plot and/or character development (this story has neither).
No animals were harmed in the making of this story. Enjoy
Natalie Portman In Da 'Hood
Part 1
By Phobus1- phobus1@usa.net
"Fuck," Charles voiced to himself at he stared up and the dimly
lit street. He gazed into the rearview mirror again, wondering if his
passenger was aware of exactly how lost he really was. It was a
simply assignment. All he had to do was pick up the client from the
awards show and deliver her to her hotel. Yet somehow he had managed
to fuck up. Natalie meanwhile, lost in her own thoughts, hadn't
noticed that her limo was rapidly roaming off course.
Charles made a right turn onto a long stretch of avenue. The
street was littered with prostitutes and drug dealers. Charles knew
he wasn't in the best neighborhood, but he didn't realize exactly how
bad it was until now. He proceeded down the street, becoming
increasingly uncomfortable as the hookers and crack heads eyed the out
of place limousine. Suddenly a loud pop filled the air. Charles knew
exactly what it was but he didn't want to believe it. A moment later
he could feel the metallic whining of what could only be a flat tire.
"Fuck, not now," he voiced to himself as he stared out the side
mirror to see the rear tire rolling firmly against the ground. He
gazed back up at the road, not wanting to stop on such a shady stretch
of road. He noticed a small side street that seemed to be vacant.
Thinking quickly he pulled the limo into it. The car came to a stop,
and Charles gazed around, not seeing anyone in the immediate area. He
knew he had to act fast. He lowered the privacy mirror that separated
him and Natalie.
"Ma'am we have a flat tire, I'm just going to change it, this
shouldn't take long at all," Charles voiced as he stared back at his
passenger.
"No problem," Natalie answered as she tapped her fingers against
her leg impatiently. His eyes drifted across her nubile young body
momentarily before he opened the limo door and stepped out. He knew
he had to act fast. A limousine and a white boy in this neighborhood
was not a healthy mix. He popped the trunk and grabbed the jack and
tire iron, quickly going to work on removing the tire. He hadn't been
working on the tire long, when he heard footsteps coming up behind
him.
"Hey white boy," a voice suddenly cracked the still of the
night. Charles looked up to see a rather large black man standing
over him. He could also noticed the man was accompanied by what
appeared to be six or seven other men, all black.
"Me?" Charles asked sarcastically.
"You sure are a long way from Beverly Hills," the man voiced
again, as he eyed the situation.
"Yeah I got a little lost," Charles voiced back as he stood up.
Charles wasn't a small man by any means, but he was dwarfed in
comparison.
"Oh well, can we help," the man asked. Charles sensed a bit of
sarcasm in his voice, but he played along nevertheless.
"Sure, you can grab the tire from the trunk," he voiced
nonchalantly.
"No we were thinking more like helping unburden you of any money
and or jewelry you might have," the man asked without missing a beat.
Charles sighed, defeated. He shook his head and reached into his back
pocket, pulling out whatever cash had. He then removed his watch and
handed it and the money over to the man's outstretched hand. The man
looked it over, and nodded his approval. He stuffed the items into
his jacket.
"Who's in the cab," he asked pointing to the back seat.
"Oh no one, I'm just getting off my shift," Charles answered, his
voice shaking with fear.
"Then you won't mind if I take a look will you," the man answered
as he grabbed the door handle and pulled it open. Natalie had been
watching the events unfold, and when the man opened the door she
yelped slightly. The man poked his head into the limo and eyed the
frightened young starlet.
"Well, well, well, now that don't look like nobody," he voiced.
He motioned for Natalie to get out of the car. She hesitated, and
then thought better than to provoke the men any further. She slid
across the leather seat and out of the limo.
"I-I-I don't have any money on me," Natalie muttered as she
stared at the men, who in turn were staring at her lovely body. She
was dressed nicely since she had just come from an awards show. She
sported a short black skirt, with matching black fitted top that
showed off her small, but perky breast.
"No money," the man voiced back, as his eyes scanned up and down.
"Well, I'm sure we can work something out, right guys," he asked over
his shoulder.
"Ohhh yeah," one of the men responded. Natalie felt her stomach
turn to knots. She had no idea what the men had planned, but she knew
it wasn't good. She glanced over at her driver, hoping he would
interfere. Charles could only stare down at the ground though,
ashamed. Why don't you too come with use, the man voiced as he lifted
his shirt, exposing a chrome-plated pistol of some sort. Natalie felt
a lump form in her throat.
"Help!" She screamed as she tried to bolt for the street. A few
of the men stepped in front of her through, quickly throwing their
hands over her mouth. Charles watched, totally helpless as they
dragged her across the alley and through a nearby doorway.
"Come on white boy, we just going to have some fun with the
little princess," the man voiced as he motioned for Charles to follow
them. "Play nice and things won't have to get ugly." Charles nodded,
stunned by the events that unfolded so quickly. He followed the men
into the doorway. The doorway led to a small room, that Charles could
only guess had used to be the lobby of some fleabag hotel. It looked
like a crack-infested hole in the wall now though. There was trash
and debris everywhere and a layer of dust now covered the once wooden
floor. He heard the door shut behind him, and he knew there was no
chance of anyone finding them there. The men pushed him into the
corner, letting him know not to do anything heroic. Natalie was now
in the center of the room, surrounded by three or four black men, who
were pawing and groping her through her clothing. Natalie had tears
streaming down her cheeks, as she tried hopelessly to push their hands
away.
"Yo Tyrone, why don't take first crack," one of the men who had
been pawing Natalie voiced. Suddenly the man who had been doing most
of the talking walked over and stood in front of her. He smiled as he
ran his hands down the side of her face gently.
"Now you play nice and when we're done we'll let you get back
into your limo and you can go back to your charmed little life. Got
it princess," the man asked. Natalie didn't respond. She broke down
into more tears as she felt hands on her shoulders forcing her down
onto her knees. Suddenly she erupted into a fury of tears and
begging.
"Please I have money, I can pay you whatever you want," Natalie
pleaded as he brought her hands together in front of her. "Just don't
make me do this," she added as he eyes began to water slightly.
"How 'bout a compromise," Tyrone voiced with a half smile. "We
fuck the dog shit out of you, and then afterwards you can give us all
the money you want." Natalie broke down into tears as the group of
men exploded into laughter. Tyrone grabbed the young girl by her hair
and pulled her to him, not wasting anytime.
"Take my cock out," he voiced as he held her face a few inches
away from his bulging crotch. Natalie didn't respond. Tyrone waiting
a few seconds and then pulled on her hair hard, causing Natalie to
gasp.
"Don't make me repeat myself cunt," he bellowed. "I hate to
repeat myself," he voiced with a tug, letting Natalie know exactly
what he meant. More tears spewed from Natalie's scared eyes as she
brought her trembling hands up to the man's zipper. He smiled as she
undid the button on his jeans, and then slid the zipper down, letting
his cock fall out into view. Natalie's eyes widened momentarily. His
cock was thick and bulbous, much bigger than any she had seen before.
She looked up at him in disbelief.
"Don't be scared princess, it's won't bite," Tyrone voiced as he
pulled her forward slightly, pressing her pouty lips to the head of
his prick. Natalie fought to pull away, but soon realized it was
futile.
"Take it in your fucking mouth," Tyrone ordered, his voice
slightly louder and more demanding. Natalie knew she had choice. She
closed her eyes and leaned in, finding his cock head with her tongue
and then pushing her mouth onto it. It stretched her lips opened
wide. She felt Tyrone pushed forward slightly, feeding her the first
few inches of his monster and causing the frightened girl to emit a
muffled moan of resistance.
"Come on little girl, suck it," Tyrone almost whispered as he
watched Natalie struggle with his member. He pulled her hair away
from her face and gripped it into a ball as he guided her mouth back
and forth onto his cock. Natalie fought to breath as he tongue danced
back and forth across the underside of his cock, eliciting a long moan
from Tyrone. Meanwhile the rest of the gang began removing their
shirts and pants, preparing for a long fuck session. Tyrone was
enjoying the attention Natalie was giving the first few inches of his
cock, but he soon became impatient. Without notice he pulled her head
down onto his cock and pushed his hips forward at the same time,
quickly impaling his cockhead into her throat. Natalie immediately
gagged, and pushed against Tyrone's thighs, freeing herself from his
grip. She coughed as he mouth became free, spitting up her own
salvia.
"Come on princess, you can do better than that," Tyrone voiced,
not showing any mercy, as he grabbed his cock and pushed it back
inside her mouth. Natalie didn't fight him; she concentrated on not
choking instead. Tyrone held her head in place as he worked his cock
in and out of her face, filling the small room with obscene slurping
noises. The tears streamed down Natalie's face as she was forced to
take the brutal assault. Tyrone could feel her small hands on his
thighs, hopelessly trying to push him away. It only made him push
more and more of his monster into her though. Suddenly Natalie felt
hands on her waist, unbuckling her belt. One of the gang members had
moved into position behind her and was busily trying to free her skirt
from her body. Tyrone noticed this, and pulled his cock away from
Natalie's gasping mouth. He sank down onto his knees, as his partner
bent Natalie over at the waist, forcing her onto her hands and knees.
Natalie looked back to see a rather scrawny black man, pulling her
belt from her waist. She locked eyes with his, hoping to find any
kind of sympathy. He only smiled back her though, then shot her a
sadistic wink. Natalie broke down again, feeling completely hopeless
for the first time. She knew she was completely at the will of these
men. Her body was theirs and she knew they wouldn't finish with her
until ever inch of it had been used up.
Meanwhile, Charles sat quietly in the corner, not wanting to do
or say anything to provoke the men. He watched quietly, feeling
ashamed that his own cock was beginning to bulge in his pants.
Tyrone quickly sank to his knees, positioning himself in front of
Natalie. He presented her mouth with his cock, this time not forcing
it in.
"Suck it sweety, I want to watch you suck me off," Tyrone
whispered as he pulled her hair away from her face. Natalie hesitated
to respond, but eventually forced her hand up, gripping his engorged
cock in her small hand. Suddenly she heard clicking noise as the man
behind her grabbed the waistband of her skirt. He pulled the material
up and used a knife to crudely cut it away from her body. Natalie
felt more tears form in eyes as he did the same with her panties,
exposing her tight young ass to the men. The man kneeling behind her
grabbed her soft flesh in his hands, groping it roughly.
"Damn, look at the ass on his kike bitch," he voiced as he
slapped it a few times with his hands. Natalie let out a muffled yelp
as the stranger spanked her. Suddenly, she felt his hands on her
cunt, spreading her folds open. A moment later she felt what could
only be his cock pressing against her inexperienced womanhood.
Natalie pulled her mouth off Tyrone's cock and turned to face him.
"Please, use a condom," she pleaded rather pathetically. The men
erupted into a chorus of laughter.
"Shut up and suck that cock princess, we're gonna give you a nice
black bastard baby tonight, hopefully." Natalie turned back to
Tyrone, realizing it was futile to try to plead with these men. She
wept openly as he Tyrone guided her back onto his cock.
"Come on Pokey, let's fill little princess up," Tyrone voiced
just as Pokey pushed his cock into Natalie tight cunt. Natalie
grunted with a mouth full of cock as the man entered her mercilessly.
Natalie felt her stomach knot up as the full length of the man's cock
entered her. At the same time she felt Tyrone's hands the back of her
head as he pushed forward and impaled his cock down her throat. Both
men began deep, rough fuckings of their respective holes, filling the
small girl up with more black cock that she could handle. Natalie
could do nothing but try to withstand their brutal assault. Natalie
was still wearing her blouse, so while continuing to fuck her from
behind, Pokey grabbed his knife and preceded to cut the garment away,
revealing that Natalie hadn't been wearing a bra. He threw the fabric
into the pile with the rest of her cut-up clothes. Meanwhile Tyrone's
hand found her breast, which hung down from her small frame. Natalie
groaned as he pinched her nipple, then twisted it between his fingers.
He yanked down on it hard, eliciting even more muffled groans of
protest from her. Pokey grabbed her by her small waist and pushed his
cock into her hard, causing his thighs to slap against her ass,
filling the small room with the rhythmic clapping of their fucking.
The men assaulted her from both ends, until Natalie was sure she was
going to pass out from the pain. Suddenly she felt Tyrone pulls his
cock from her mouth. He held it a few inches away from her mouth and
stroked it rapidly.
"Open up princess," he ordered, out of breath. Natalie knew what
was coming next. It took all the strength she had to open her mouth.
No sooner had she done it than she felt hot streams of semen shoot
inside it. One of them hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag
and spit up the load onto the ground in front of her. She felt a few
more drops hit her face, as Tyrone moaned loudly, his orgasm
subsiding. Natalie looked up at him, semen dripping from her chin.
Tyrone stared down at her a dissatisfied look on his face.
"You stupid cunt," he voiced angrily. "You better lick all that
up off the ground and get it into your fucking stomach now," he
ordered as he pushed her face towards the dirty floor. Pokey never
missed beat. He continued fucking her from behind as Natalie was
forced to press her tongue to the dirty wooden floor, and lick up the
rouge drops of semen from the ground. Tyrone watched her until every
drop was into her mouth. He then grabbed her long brown hair and
pulled her mouth back up to his now limp cock.
"Clean it," he ordered simply. Natalie took the limp member into
her mouth and sucked it few times, until it was devoid of semen as
well. Tyrone then slapped his limp cock against her lips a few time,
a wide smile stretched across his face.
"That was great princess," he complimented just before rising to
his feet. "Who wants her mouth," he asked to no one in particular.
"Let me try that kike piehole," a volunteer voiced from the small
crowd.
"Yeah, fuck that mouth up Kiki," someone cheered as a rather
short, stocky light skinned black man stepped in front of Natalie. He
looked down at her frightened eyes and smiled widely, revealing a few
gold teeth. He made quick work of his pants, exposing his large cock,
which he stroked a few times, as he sank down onto his knees.
Meanwhile, Pokey, continued his assault on Natalie's now abused cunt.
She could hear his moans getting louder, and then suddenly he pulled
out. A few moments later Natalie felt hot streams of liquid splash
against her ass and back. Pokey moaned loudly as he shot his load
across the small of back. He squeezed the last few drops against her
sweet ass, and then slapped it hard.
"Thanks bitch," he voiced coldly as he stood up. Kiki laughed
and grabbed Natalie's brown locks, pulling the scared girl toward his
twitching cock. He lifted his big stick up to his stomach, exposing
his low hanging black balls to her.
"Lick my balls," he ordered. Natalie responded a little faster
this time, becoming more accustomed to their commands. She could feel
yet another man kneel down behind her as she leaned in and pressed her
tongue to the man's flesh. His balls were sweaty and musky, but
Natalie had no choice but to lick and suck them obediently. Kiki
moaned softly.
"That's a good girl, suck those big black balls," he voiced as he
watched the young girl go to work on his sack. Meanwhile, another
gang member lined his cock up with Natalie's now well broken in cunt.
He pushed his hips forward, stretching her tight folds around his
cock. Natalie grunted as he tongue lapped away Kiki's balls. The man
behind her wasted no time in starting a deep, rapid fucking of the
young girl. Natalie felt her whole body quake, as he pounded her
small frame from behind. Kiki, pulled her off his balls.
"Damn, I want this bitch to toss my fucking salad," he voiced to
no one in particular as he rubbed his cockhead against her swollen
lips.
"Yeah that sounds damn good," another one of the men agreed.
"Word, let's get this slut to rim all our asses out," yet another
man voiced.
"Shit but I was just starting to fuck her," the man behind her
voiced.
"Man you got all night to do that, I want my fucking ass licked,"
Kiki added as he stood up. Tyrone came over from the corner, and
grabbed Natalie by her hair.
"Get on your knees," he ordered menacingly. "Everyone line up,
I'll guide the little princess," he added with a sadistic smile.
Continued in part 2, assuming there is any interest
phobus1@usa.net
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This is impressive. An entire troll story - no links or other hook and they still posted it.
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