There I was, severe at employment as common. It was a busy Friday good afternoon. Another senior high profile murder subject. Lapp MO as the close. The victim was tortured with lacerations all over his body. Fingernails tore off. eyeball out of its socket. A gruesome execution. How the cause of death was able to bring down this much hurt, while still keeping the victim alive and conscious enough to speak was as much a mystery to me as the fact that he was able to break into the victim's high-security hall without leaving a trace. As if the killer was a trace.

No signs breaking and entering. No traces of fingerprint. No murder arm. No hint as to who or how they were capable to do this. However, there was a video. I had seen it. It was uploaded to the internet. The victim's confession of all the womanhood he blackmailed and sexually assaulted.

I realize I have my work cut out for me. Especially seeing how this is the third murder matching this particular MO. A torture Male with a video of him confessing his crimes. I let out a suspiration, rubbing my forehead as I felt a headache coming on. I was in heroic demand of coffee. They discovered the dead body betimes this break of day and I've been hard at oeuvre ever since.

Finally, after time of day of trying to enter out the answers to these query, I've decided to take a faulting and catch another cup of coffee. Walking out of the crime lab, I made my way down to the break room.

As I walk into the falling out room, I hear my public figure."gouge ! Have you found anything out about how our killer was able to go into the habitation without sounding the alarm ?"

Shit, it's police detective O'Connell."Honestly, I have nothing. It's like we're dealing with a ghost. There is no sign of breaking in, the alarm wasn't set off. No fingerprints, no weapon. The only thing we do have is an obvious motif. The cause of death seems to be targeting say rapists. That's what the three victim have in common."

"O'Connell, that P. I. is asking for you,"John Major John Davis interrupts as he walks in.

"Garcia ?"she asks."God that woman is relentless."

She then turns back to me."See what else you can regain out and we'll public lecture later."

She then turned heel and walked out in a seeing red.

I grabbed my coffee and made my way back to the lab."notch ! I finished organizing the text file on where the grounds was found and its conditions."I see my supporter Ashley with a folder in her hands. She sets the pamphlet on the tabular array."Would you care me to snap up a copy of the morgue's story ?"

"That would be great Ashley, thanks !"she nods and then headland off. I take a sip of my coffee and unfold up her filing cabinet. I glimpse over the exposure's of the crime scene and the evidence as well as the software documentation. This is going to be a long week.

I spent the rest of the day running test and analyzing DNA. All of which seemed to be in vain. All of the DNA samples we tested matched all of the victim's known associate degree. All of which were in his house at some distributor point prior to the time of death. However, all of them had alibis. I couldn't regain a rubbish of evidence that shed any light on the crime. What if the killer knew how to short-circuit the security ? Still, how did he get into the home without breaking anything ? All the doors were locked.

Ashley walks in with the mortuary report card. She hands it over to me. I flip through even though I was present during the post-mortem exam. The victim had a 2.5-inch all-embracing knife thrust wounding. What was he stabbed with a sword ? That's an awfully wide-cut sword. There are other sign don't tone like any vane I've ever seen."What do these see like Ashley ?"

She looks closely at the picture."Honestly ? They look like nipper marks."

"That's exactly what I thought. This case just keeps getting weirder and weirder."

Ashley and I spent the remainder of the night mulling over what we had, which was next to nothing. Whoever this was, they were expert.

I eventually adjudicate to call it quits for the Night. I send Ashley home, but I stayed a little longer. I had some personal business to do and I really didn't want anyone asking head. I went through the police database, looking for all selective information on a Bianca Erskine Caldwell. I know I've done this a thousand times, but I have to be missing something. She has to be the one I'm searching for.

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I ended up at the same bar I've spent the finale several weeks at. Hoping she shows up. However, I haven't seen her yet. I was going to finally verbalize to her today. I was going to severalize her the truth.

So I sat there and had a few drinks. Then she finally walked in. Slightly magniloquent than me at 6 ft. She had long shoulder distance blonde hair. A black dress that barely filled up those curves and she had bender. Not overweight, but she could fulfil out a dress, that's for sure.

She walked right up to me and took the open seat beside me."I've seen you in here quite a few times, but I still haven't gotten your name… Mines Bianca."diddlysquat ! I didn't expect her to approach me !

"Uh… Hi Bianca… I… I'm gouge,"I stutter. I can't trust she's actually talking to me !

"Nice public figure gouge, mind buying a missy a beverage ?"she asks. I nod and signal the bartender over.

"Can I get two of…"I turn to her."What would you care ?"

"Screwdrivers please !"she says.

The mixologist nods and goes to exploit making our drinks.

"So snick, what is it you do ?"she asks.

"I'm a crime scene investigator,"I tell her.

"Oh neat ! Like that tv show ?"she asks.

"Yeah, for the most part."The bartender hands us both a shabu full of orangeness succus and vodka."How about you ?"

She leans in closer and whispering in my ear."I get paid to have a good time with prissy bozo like you. Are you interested in having a sound time ?"

I can smell a heavy perfume… Roses. It takes my nostrils by storm.

I silently nodded."commodity,"she said.

"So, Nick ... Have any interesting eccentric ?"she asks as she puts a helping hand on my thigh.

"I'm really not supposed to let the cat out of the bag about my shell,"I tell her."But between you and me, there's a cause of death on the loose targeting men who are alleged rapists."

"Really ? Any clue who it is ?"she asks.

"No idea, he's like a ghost… Able to enter high-security household without leaving a suggestion,"I tell her.

"Wow, enticing !"She says excitedly."So this ghost only targets alleged rapists ?"

"So far… Also, there's always a tape of the victim confessing his crime,"I add. I know I shouldn't be telling her this, but I can baulk her. Besides, if I don't talk of the town about this case, I'm going to fall back my darn.

"Oh my god ! Really ! Was that movie maven one of them ?"she asks. Of course, his tape was uploaded to the cyberspace before we could stop it.

"Yeah…"I confirm.

"Sounds more like a sub if you ask me,"she says. We both finish our potable and I rules of order two more.

"You wouldn't think that if you saw the consistence,"I tell her.

"You don't think those men didn't deserve what they got for what they did ?"she asks.

"I don't know, I just know no one deserves that sort of torture,"I say.

The barkeeper gives us our drink. By now I'm feeling a secure buzz. I want to distinguish her everything, but I can't. Not yet.

"So, Nick… how about after we finish these deglutition we go back to your seat ?"she asks.

"S ... Sure…"I stutter.

We both take a sip of our drinks. She grabs my arm."No need to be nervous hun, I'll make sure you enjoy yourself."

We finish our beverage and I pay off my tab. I follow her outside.

"Should I get us an Uber ?"she asks.

"My lieu isn't far from here if you want we could easily walk,"I tell her.

"Sure,"she says.

We start making our way down the sidewalk. It's too soon Feb in LA and she only has on a scant skimpy garb."Would you like my coat ?"I ask.

"I'm fine,"she stammers.

"Honestly, it's no big deal… Here."I take off my crown and enwrap it around her bare shoulders.

"Thanks, you're so Sweet,"she says.

"No job,"I say.

We continue walking, at this detail, we're more than halfway there.

"So… Have you ever been with a woman like me ?"she asks.

"A woman like you ?"I ask.

"A tranny…"she replies.

"Honestly, I haven't really been with anyone before,"I say bending my head down.

"postponement a sec, are you a virgin ?"she asks.

"Guilty as charged…"

"No way ! How does such a nice and well-favoured guy like you stay bingle for so long ?"she asks.

"I'm dedicated to my work ! I suppose. I haven't really had much time outside of it."

"Aren't you lonely ?"she asks.

"Sadly yes…"

"What makes your work so important ? Why would you want that kind of life-time ?"she asks."No offense, but fortune of women I know would die to be with someone like you."

"It's not that simple. You see my female parent was murdered and the case was never solved. I need to experience what happened to her, I need to know the truth."

"Wow… I'm so sorry…"she says."I understand what you're going through, my female parent was murdered as well."

We finally arrive at my apartment. I was really feeling it by now, More than just tipsy."Would you like something to drink in ?"I ask her.

"Sure, I'll postulate whatever you're having,"she says.

I go to the kitchen as she sits down on the couch. I pour us both some screwdrivers since I know that's what she likes.

I hired hand her the boozing and sit down beside her.

"Nice shoes you got here,"she points out.

"Thanks, I guess one of the few benefit of being a CSI is a seemly pay,"I tell her.

We continue to sip our drinks, as we chit-chat.

"You didn't seem to be all that put off by me being transgender… Is this something you've always wanted to try ?"she asks.

"I try not to judge people on physical coming into court. Besides, I don't think there is anything wrong with being transgender."I tell her.

"You're like the only one who thinks that,"she says."Sometimes it feels like there are only two sort of citizenry out there. The ones that hate transgenders and the ones that want to use us as toys."

"Well, I don't think I fit into either of those categories."I take another sip and she puts her drink down on the coffee mesa.

She places her deal on my thigh."Listen, dent, you're a nice guy. I've really enjoyed talking with you."

"But…"I interrupted.

"But, aught. I really like you. I don't meet untried handsome guy wire who are actually prissy. well-nigh make fun goody me like some kind of whore or freak."

"I'm sorry, that must be hard."

"It is, especially in my kind of work."

"Can I ask you something personal ?"I stammer.

"Sure, go ahead,"she replies.

"How did you get into this form of work ?"I ask.

"Ha… Honestly, it's not something someone dreams to be when they're growing up. But… A woman like me doesn't have many other selection. Being transgender…"

"There wasn't any other employment you've could've done ? What about schooling ?"

"dearest, it's not that simple. When social club set expectations for what a man and a woman is, masses who don't tumble into those class are often ostracized,"she says."It's hard to find work when hoi polloi won't even lecture to you because of what you are."

"I'm sorry to pick up that. You seem like a expert person,"I say to her. She lets out a small-scale smile.

"Often times that's not enough."The painfulness in her voice is evident. I wrap my arm around her.

"There must be something… Something that can be done. You shouldn't have to sell yourself."

She looks into my eyes and she leans in and our lips touch. It felt like a lightning bolt of lightning ran right through me. I shouldn't be doing this. I know this is wrong, but I need to be with her. I need to bang her.

She pushes me back on the couch and straddles my waist as she continues to buss me. Her hands pull my shirt up over my straits and she tosses it aside. Her lips journey down my skin. She sucks on my neck opening and makes her way down to my pectus. She stops and gets off me."Let's go to your bedroom,"she says.

I quickly get up and follow her, leaving all my inhibitions behind. As soon as we get into my bedchamber, she tosses me on the bed and crawls on top of me. Our lip are locked together once more as her work force start exploring my dead body. They find their way down to my belt ammunition warp and slowly undo it. Next, her fingerbreadth unbutton my trouser as her tongue slip of paper past my lips.

She breaks away to pull my pants off, leaving me in just my boxers. She then stands up off the bed and turns her spinal column to me. She undoes her dress and it falls to the base. She only has a thong on underneath. She looks over her shoulder at me."Are you certainly you still want to do this ?"she asks as she hooks her thumbs underneath her flip-flop.

I get up and endure behind her, wrapping my subdivision around her."Is there any better way to lose one 's virginity than with a beautiful cleaning lady like you ?"

"Do you really mean that ?"she asks.

I kiss the back of her neck as I pull her tight against me. If she only knew the truth. I've been searching for her my entire life. I kiss her shoulder. My manpower move on top of her 's, sliding her underwear down until it falls to the flooring.

She turns around still wrapped in my arms. She looks trench into my eyes."You're beautiful,"I whisper to her as our lip embracement. She wraps her arm around my neck.

We both fall back onto the bed, still wrapped in each former 's arms. Our glossa saltation in my sassing. Her hand slips underneath my underdrawers, grabbing a handful of my asscheek.

She rolls on top of me, both paw tugging at my boxershorts, pulling them down. My pecker springs justify. She slides the underclothes off and tosses them aside. I get a upright look at her naked body for the first time. My eyes travel down from her lucky blonde hair, her large breast, to the heavy cock between her thick thighs.

I can't count away from it. Her hawkshaw is slightly larger than my own."So… How do we do this ? I mean… Obviously, our options are limited."I say.

She crawls on top of me, kissing her way up my body. I can feel her peter as it slides up my leg, finally resting on top of mine. Her lips journey up to mine, deeply kissing me before pulling back."We can do it however you want,"she whispers.

"What do you favour ?"I ask.

She slides down, kissing me softly until her sass arrive at my privates. She sucks my pecker into her mouth. Oh my god, that feels so dear ! She slowly starts to bob her head up and down my scape. Twirling her tongue around the tip of my cock every time she comes up. I grab the sheets as she reaches around and grabs my ass. She pulls my hips as she shoves my cock down her throat."Oh fuck !"I gasp.

I don't know how much foresighted I can go on this up. She lets my cock declination from her lips. I look down at her as she sucks on her finger. Before I know it, she has her finger up against my asshole. I take a deep breath of air, as she pushes it in. Once again, she has my cock between her lips as she starts to finger fuck my butthole. Plunging my stopcock down her pharynx once more as her finger journeys deep into my ass.

However, she doesn't do this for long. She lets go of my cock. She looks into my eyes."I want to fuck you,"she says."Would you like that ?"

I barely get a nod in before she lifts my stage up over her berm, pulling my ass to her. I can feel the tip of her hammer against my ass crack. She leans over and plants a osculation on my lips, pinning my legs against my chest. Her mitt run up the backrest of my second joint, locking behind my knee joint. She slides down and the next thing I feel is her wet, warm glossa sliding up and down the cleft of my keister, before pressing up against my entree. She plunges her tongue up my ass. It feels so strange and yet it feels so proficient !

She laps her spit in and out of my ass before pulling it out completely. She then spits on her hand and rubs it all over her cock. She starts to rub the tip of her hammer up against the star of my ass.

"Relax dearest, take a abstruse breathing place in,"she voicelessness before she starts to push. I feel a pressure as her stopcock stretches out my ass. It hurts at first-class honours degree. I bit my take down lip and grab smattering of sheets."Just breath."

I inhale an air full lungs as the tip of her dick plunges past my sphincter, penetrating me. A pant escapes my sass as she slowly pushes her cock inside me. She leans down and presses her lips against mine as her shaft buries itself profoundly in my ass.

As bad as the pain is, I take it all. All for her."Oh fuck, you're so tight. How does it palpate to hold me inside of you ?"she gasps.

"UUuuuh fucking !"I grunt as she starts to throw her hips back and forth. She starts to get into a calendar method. Her pelvis rocking back and forth bringing that cock in and out of my ass. The painfulness is still there, but I start to palpate the pleasure of her prick against my prostate.

My own cock is hard as steel. The pleasure overtakes me. Any secondly I feel like I'm going to explode. She thrust her rod deep in me as I feel her hot and profound breather against my face. I look up into her center as she looks down into mine. Once again our lips are together and our tongues wrestle for outer space. She starts to fuck my ass with vigor. Slamming her cock deeply inside me.

"Oh fuck ! I'm going to cum !"She pulls out just enough to ram her cock as deep inside me as she can. I can experience her dick get-go to pulsate, spraying her load deep within of me, just as my own turncock erupts, spewing cum all over the both of us. We're both panting for air. She finally pulls out and collapses on top of me after she lets my stage gloam to the bed.

Breathing heavily, we are both sweating profusely. She rolls off of me and sits on the boundary of the bed. I place gently start to rub her dorsum."well, that was the most amazing thing I've ever experienced."

She looks back at me and gives me a sad smile."Too bad your first-class honours degree time was with a tranny hooker."

"No, you're untimely. My world-class fourth dimension was with the most beautiful fair sex I've ever met."

She lets out a low laugh. I scoot up behind her and kiss her shoulder."I'm grievous !"

"You're only saying that because this is the first clip you've ever had sex."

"No, I'm saying that because I truly like you, is that hard to consider ?"I ask.

"You don't even make out me,"she argues.

"Then let 's get to know each former,"I tell her.

"I don't know,"she sighed."If you knew me you won't feel the same way."

I reached over and turned on the lamp."Have you forgotten I'm a criminal offence fit Investigator ? I'm 100 % sure you haven't been through anything I can't handle. Literally, I saw a guy tortured to dying this morning."

"I've done things that I'm not gallant of,"she goes on.

"We all have,"I reply.

She looks back at me, she looks like she's on the scepter of crying. She quickly looks away."wait, what's this ?"she asks as she grabs a photo from my bedside rack.

"This is my mother ! Why do you receive a picture of her ?"she asks. Oh, make love ! I've should have told her Sooner.

"She's also my mother too,"I say.

"What ? !"she asks bewilderedly."How ? ! Oh my god ! We… We had sex !"

She looks at me with disgrace and disgust."You're my brother ! ? Did… Did you know this all along ? Is that why you've been going to the bar ?"

"holy place fuck ! I can't believe I just had sex with my brother !"The tears start to menstruate freely from her eyes."And you ! You just let it chance !"

She quickly gets up and snap up her clothes.

"time lag, Bianca ! It's not that unsubdivided. I only had a hunch. I didn't know for sure."I majorly screwed this up ! I should give been honest at the beginning…

She threw her clothes back on and grabbed her heels as she made her way to the threshold."wait, I can explain. I promise !"I shouted as she left, slamming the threshold behind her. roll in the hay ! I slam my fist against the wall. Why couldn't I just have asked her ? I let the intoxicant get the best of me.

I quickly got dressed and ran out after her, but by the time I made it outside she got in a car and took off .