Asaf
by Hamlet



Hussein Asaf had been holding court at his usual afternoon spot at the front
of a cafe called the Saladdin in Hackney in east London. The discussion was
about what to do with the latest problem for the Asaf brothers.

Although it had started out as only a minor irritation, it was now a fully
fledged problem that threatened all the gang's activities. There was a Warrior
Nun and Norse Woman who had moved into the neighbourhood. They were stirring
up the residents to clean up the area. Now the residents had started to
respond and it was becoming much more almost impossible for the gang to pursue
their criminal activities any more.

The# Asafs were a Turkish Cypriot # criminal organization# heavily involved in
armed robbery,# contract killing, drug trafficking and other#
racketeering-related activities .They had operated in London's underworld
since the late 1960s After the demise of the Kray brothers, several criminal
enterprises attempted to move into the vacuum left behind. The Clerkenwell
Crime Syndicate, the Walsh family and the Asafs all fancied a piece of the
pie.

The Asafs themselves were considered the leading crime family in the London
area In 2004, the# Irish Daily Mirror# called the Asafs "Britain's No 1 crime
family."

In fact they fancied the whole pie eventually which, in the 1990s led to a
violent gang war between the Asaf's and the Walsh's . The Asafs were known The
gang was led by brothers Hussain , Bulent and Suleyman Asaf but more brothers
were involved in the various operations.

Ashmat Asaf, 52, known as "The Duke", one of seven brothers in the family, had
been convicted of conspiracy to supply 100# kg of# heroin# worth ##12.5
million and given a 23-year term of imprisonment. Yockar Asaf, also was jailed
for drug smuggling, and was said to be controllig the family fortune from
prison.# Their family was said to maintain ties with relations in Turkey who
oversee shipments arriving in mainland Europe.

Despite this however, they still maintained a name as one of the most feared
London families meaning that their acts of criminality had not decreased
noticeably. Some sources believe that the organisation is run from prison,
largely by Yockar Asaf and they are known to maintain drug-related ties with
Turkey and Cyprus..

The two women determined to put an end to their criminal activities were
Sister Ebbed Gabon of the Warrior Nuns and an Honorary Norselandic Citizen and
Judge Hedda Hamardskjold of the Royal Overseas Judges .They had moved in as
part of the British Norselandic Treaty to do something about Britain's growing
gang culture as part of the Norselandic WACT (War against Terrorism).

.The discussion cantered on what to do about these two Women. The suggestions
his brothers listening to Hussein covered everything from threatening Their
Mothers (who unfortunately were in Norseland and Nigeria) to bombing the Judge
Headquarters

All at once Hussein noticed the loud talking had died out. The silence was
overwhelming. All of the Asafs present were staring at something directly
behind him.

Hussein turned his head to see for himself what had distracted them. What the
hell! He saw was a very attractive Black Woman. She was very tall at least 6
inches taller than him. Her nose was a little to long and Her jaw line a
little to strong to be truly beautiful, but Her flashing dark eyes, Her Black
hair, and high cheekbones made Her look so striking. She was wearing a skin
tight rubber cat suit with high heeled boots that showed Her really muscular
shoulders the thigh length boots emphasised the sheer power of Her legs. The
effect was completed by Her long latex gloves that went right up Her arms

"Hello Hussein how are you? My name is Sister Ebube Ngwabo of the Sisters of
Mercy or the Warrior Nuns.I have a lot to discuss with you."

Hussein was overwhelmed by Her size and build.

"I've heard all about you. I have heard that yiu are an expert fighter ad I
would love to fight you.'

He thought it was time to show Her who was in control. "If you want to see me,
you can come by our place tonight. We are having a 'board of directors'
meeting at ten o'clock. You can come by then if you want to. "

The thought of fighting this huge Black woman was beginning to fill him with
fear.

"Who is this so-called 'board of directors' anyway?"

. "Just three of us. me the brothers , the big guy over there. Hector He's in
charge of security."

Hussein pointed to a big black man. He was big everywhere, big shoulders, Big
arms, big legs, big gut.

"Maybe I'll fight you tomorrow at 6 PM at the Hackney Empire. Meanwhile I will
come tonight to visit your premises with my Colleaugue Judge Hedda.."

Ebube said and turned to leave. As She walked back down the street to Her
small office She heard whistles and cat-calls.

Hussein was slim and wiry. He was about five-nine and one hundred and forty
pounds. He was an expert with a knife. That was how he got and maintained
control of the Asafs. It was said he could cut you and you wouldn't even know
it until you blood was all over the sidewalk. Yet

Bulent was a vicious fighter and was the actual brains of the outfit. He was a
computer genius and excellent with numbers. His main job was keeping the
business end running smoothly.

Ebube did not know the last man,Suleyman, but she assumed from his size that
he was the muscle, and used to intimidate when needed.

She knew that . now they had taken over the neighbourhood and were terrorizing
the people who had lived there for years. Another of the complaints She hear
was about the scum who came to the neighbourhood to buy drugs.

She knew She could be asking for trouble, by going to see Hussein, but decided
it was worth the risk. If She and Hedda could beat his thugs senseless, the
people could live in safety once again.

Ebube decided to wash and shower at the Judge Headquarters and shower before
going out tonight As She took off Her clothes, She checked herself out in the
mirror. She liked what She saw. Her strikingly attractive face topped off an
amazing body. Wide, strong, shoulders tapered to a firm waist. Her breasts
were really large, and jutted straight out from Her muscled chest. A bra was
strictly an accessory for Her. Her legs were muscular but sexily attractive.

Then there were Her arms. Large veins ran up and down Her arms. When She
turned her arm, muscles writhed like snakes in Her strong forearms. She struck
a sexy pose, and then flexed Her bicep. A mountainous peak leaped up, and then
subsided as She relaxed. Horseshoe shaped triceps sprang to life when flexed
and also disappeared when relaxed. She held Her hand up in front of Her face.
It was larger than usual for any person of Her size. Slowly She clenched it
into a hard brown ball of a fist. Looking at that fist a half smile played
across Her lips

She stepped on the scale "One-forty six" it read. She began to get dressed.
She selected tight rubber shorts that Her thighs almost filled completely. A
sleeveless rubber jerkin covered her muscular stomach. Calf length boots and
gloves completed the outfit checking Her watch She saw it was time to leave.

I'M COMING FOR YOU HUSSEIN!!'

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