There I was, hard at work as usual. It was a fussy Friday afternoon. Another high profile murder case. Saami MO as the last. The victim was tortured with lacerations all over his body. Fingernails tore off. eyeball out of its socket. A gruesome murder. How the sea wolf was able to impose this much damage, while still keeping the victim alive and conscious enough to speak was as much a whodunit to me as the fact that he was able to go against into the dupe's high-security mansion without leaving a tincture. As if the killer was a touch.

No sign breaking and entering. No traces of fingerprints. No murder weapon. No clew as to who or how they were able-bodied to do this. However, there was a television. I had seen it. It was uploaded to the internet. The victim's confession of all the women he blackmailed and sexually assaulted.

I realize I have my work cut out for me. Especially seeing how this is the 3rd murder matching this item MO. A tortured male with a television of him confessing his crimes. I let out a sigh, rubbing my os frontale as I felt a headache coming on. I was in dire need of coffee. They discovered the body other this daybreak and I've been hard at work ever since.

Finally, after hours of trying to see out the answers to these questions, I've decided to take a fault and snap another cup of coffee. Walking out of the crime lab, I made my way down to the breach room.

As I walk into the break way, I hear my epithet."nick ! Have you found anything out about how our killer was capable to enter the home without sounding the alarm ?"

prick, it's detective O'Connell."Honestly, I have nothing. It's like we're dealing with a ghost. There is no star sign of breaking in, the alarm wasn't set off. No fingermark, no weapon system. The exclusively thing we do birth is an obvious need. The slayer seems to be targeting say rapists. That's what the three victims have in common."

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

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

She then turns back to me."See what else you can find out and we'll talk of the town later."

She then turned heel and walked out in a huff.

I grabbed my umber and made my way back to the lab."Nick ! I finished organizing the papers on where the evidence was found and its conditions."I see my assistant Ashley with a folder in her script. She sets the folder on the table."Would you like me to grab a written matter of the mortuary's report ?"

"That would be great Ashley, thanks !"she nods and then headway off. I take a sip of my coffee bean and open up her Indian file. I glance over the photo's of the offense aspect and the evidence as well as the documentation. This is going to be a long week.

I spent the rest period 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 dupe's known associates. All of which were in his house at some point prior to the time of last. However, all of them had alibis. I couldn't chance a flake of evidence that shed any light on the offense. What if the killer knew how to bypass the security measures ? Still, how did he get into the home without breaking anything ? All the doors were locked.

Ashley manner of walking in with the mortuary news report. She hands it over to me. I flip through even though I was present during the autopsy examinations. The victim had a 2.5-inch wide stab combat injury. What was he stabbed with a brand ? That's an awfully wide blade. There are early marks don't look like any leaf blade I've ever seen."What do these reckon like Ashley ?"

She looks closely at the pic."Honestly ? They look like chela marks."

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

Ashley and I spent the rest of the dark mulling over what we had, which was adjacent to nothing. Whoever this was, they were good.

I eventually decide to bid it quits for the night. I send Ashley plate, but I stayed a little longer. I had some personal business to do and I really didn't want anyone asking dubiousness. I went through the law database, looking for all information on a Bianca 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 Saami bar I've spent the last several week 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 severalise her the truth.

So I sat there and had a few boozing. Then she finally walked in. Slightly taller than me at 6 ft. She had long shoulder distance blonde fuzz. A disastrous garb that barely filled up those curved shape and she had curves. Not adiposis, but she could fulfill out a garb, 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 contract your name… Mines Bianca."Shit ! I didn't expect her to approach me !

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

"Nice name Nick, nous buying a lady friend a drink ?"she asks. I nod and signal the bartender over.

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

"Screwdrivers please !"she says.

The bartender nods and goes to go making our drinks.

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

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

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

"Yeah, for the most part."The bartender hands us both a glass wax of orange juice and vodka."How about you ?"

She leans in closer and whisper in my ear."I get paid to have a good time with nice guys like you. Are you interested in having a commodity time ?"

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

I silently nodded."Good,"she said.

"So, ding ... Have any interesting case ?"she asks as she puts a manus on my thigh.

"I'm really not supposed to sing about my cases,"I tell her."But between you and me, there's a killer on the liberate targeting men who are alleged rapists."

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

"No idea, he's like a ghost… Able to participate high-security dwelling house without leaving a trace,"I tell her.

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

"So far… Also, there's always a mag tape of the victim confessing his offense,"I add. I know I shouldn't be telling her this, but I can resist her. Besides, if I don't talk about this cause, I'm going to lose my shucks.

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

"Yeah…"I confirm.

"Sounds more like a hero if you ask me,"she says. We both finish our swallow and I order two Sir Thomas More.

"You wouldn't think that if you saw the bodies,"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 kind of torture,"I say.

The bartender gives us our drinks. By now I'm feeling a good bombination. I want to assure her everything, but I can't. Not yet.

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

"S ... Sure…"I stutter.

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

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

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

"My topographic point 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 February in LA and she only has on a light skimpy dress."Would you like my coating ?"I ask.

"I'm fine,"she stammers.

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

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

"No problem,"I say.

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

"So… Have you ever been with a charwoman 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.

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

"Guilty as charged…"

"No way ! How does such a nice and handsome guy like you stay single for so long ?"she asks.

"I'm dedicated to my study ! I suppose. I haven't really had much metre 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 history ?"she asks."No criminal offense, but lots of womanhood 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 get laid 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 mother 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 ?"I ask her.

"Sure, I'll take 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 hand her the drink and sit down beside her.

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

"Thanks, I guess one of the few benefits of being a CSI is a decent 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 haywire 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 kinds of people out there. The ones that hate transgenders and the single 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 board.

She places her hired hand on my thigh."Listen, Nick, you're a dainty guy. I've really enjoyed talking with you."

"But…"I interrupted.

"But, nothing. I really like you. I don't meet young handsome guys who are actually nice. near guys delicacy me like some kind of cyprian or freak."

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

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

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

"Sure, go ahead,"she replies.

"How did you get into this kind of oeuvre ?"I ask.

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

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

"Honey, it's not that simple. When companionship set anticipation for what a man and a woman is, masses who don't fall into those class are often ostracized,"she says."It's hard to find work when the great unwashed won't even talk to you because of what you are."

"I'm sorry to get a line that. You seem like a good individual,"I say to her. She lets out a small smile.

"Often times that's not enough."The pain in her voice is unmistakable. 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 eye and she leans in and our lips touch. It felt like a lightning bolt 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 know her.

She pushes me back on the couch and span my waistline as she continues to osculate me. Her hands pull my shirt up over my forefront and she tosses it aside. Her lips journeying down my hide. She sucks on my cervix and makes her way down to my chest. She stops and gets off me."Let's go to your sleeping accommodation,"she says.

I quickly get up and travel along her, leaving all my inhibitions behind. As soon as we get into my bedchamber, she tosses me on the bed and crawling on top of me. Our lips are locked together once to a greater extent as her hands start exploring my body. They find their way down to my belt buckle and slowly untie it. Next, her finger's breadth unbutton my pant as her tongue slips past my back talk.

She breaks away to commit my pants off, leaving me in just my Boxer. She then stands up off the bed and turns her back to me. She undoes her dress and it falls to the storey. She only has a thong on underneath. She looks over her shoulder at me."Are you indisputable you still want to do this ?"she asks as she hooks her pollex underneath her thong.

I get up and stand behind her, wrapping my weapon system around her."Is there any better way to fall back one 's virginity than with a beautiful woman like you ?"

"Do you really mean that ?"she asks.

I kiss the spine of her cervix as I pull her tight against me. If she only knew the truth. I've been searching for her my stallion life. I kiss her shoulder. My hands move on top of her 's, sliding her underwear down until it falls to the story.

She turns around still wrapped in my limb. She looks deep into my eyes."You're beautiful,"I whisper to her as our back talk embracing. She wraps her arm around my neck.

We both fall back onto the bed, still wrapped in each former 's arms. Our clapper dance in my back talk. Her paw slips underneath my Boxer, grabbing a handful of my asscheek.

She rolls on top of me, both hands tugging at my underdrawers, pulling them down. My cock springs justify. She slides the underwear off and tosses them aside. I get a trade good tone at her naked body for the first time. My heart travel down from her golden blonde hair, her large breasts, to the large turncock between her thick thighs.

I can't look away from it. Her dick 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 prick as it slides up my leg, finally resting on top of mine. Her mouth journey up to mine, deeply kissing me before pulling back."We can do it however you want,"she whispers.

"What do you prefer ?"I ask.

She slides down, kissing me softly until her backtalk arrive at my crotch. She sucks my cock into her mouth. Oh my god, that feels so effective ! She slowly starts to bob her head up and down my shaft. Twirling her tongue around the tip of my turncock every time she comes up. I grab the bed sheet as she reaches around and grabs my ass. She pulls my hips as she shoves my cock down her pharynx."Oh fuck !"I gasp.

I don't sleep together how much prospicient I can hold back this up. She lets my shaft fall from her lips. I look down at her as she sucks on her fingerbreadth. Before I know it, she has her finger up against my asshole. I take a late breath of air, as she pushes it in. Once again, she has my cock between her mouth as she starts to finger get laid my butthole. Plunging my prick down her throat once more as her finger journey deep into my ass.

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

I barely get a nod in before she lifts my legs up over her shoulder joint, pulling my ass to her. I can feel the tip of her cock against my ass crack. She leans over and plant life a candy kiss on my rim, pinning my pegleg against my chest. Her hands run up the backbone of my thigh, locking behind my articulatio genus. She slides down and the succeeding thing I feel is her wet, warm lingua sliding up and down the pass of my butt, before pressing up against my entrance. She plunges her natural language up my ass. It feels so strange and yet it feels so well !

She laps her tongue in and out of my ass before pulling it out completely. She then spits on her mitt and chafe it all over her cock. She starts to rub the tip of her dick up against the star topology of my ass.

"Relax honey, take a cryptic hint in,"she voicelessness before she starts to push. I feel a pressure as her cock stretchability out my ass. It hurts at starting time. I bit my lower lip and snap handful 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 lips as she slowly pushes her cock inside me. She leans down and presses her lips against mine as her shaft buries itself deeper in my ass.

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

"UUuuuh fucking !"I grunt as she starts to thrust her hips back and forth. She starts to get into a rhythm. Her hips rocking back and Forth bringing that dick in and out of my ass. The pain in the ass is still there, but I start to feel the joy of her rooster against my prostate.

My own cock is hard as steel. The pleasure overtakes me. Any secondly I feel like I'm going to burst forth. She thrust her rod trench in me as I feel her hot and impenetrable breath against my face. I look up into her eyes as she looks down into mine. Once again our lips are together and our tongues wrestle for distance. She starts to fuck my ass with vigor. Slamming her cock mysterious inside me.

"Oh fuck ! I'm going to cum !"She pulls out just enough to ram her cock as abstruse inside me as she can. I can feel her tool scratch line to beat, spraying her load deep within of me, just as my own tool 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 pegleg gloaming to the bed.

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

She looks back at me and gives me a sad smile."Too bad your first clip was with a tranny hooker."

"No, you're wrong. My maiden clock time was with the most beautiful cleaning lady I've ever met."

She lets out a diminished laugh. I scoot up behind her and kiss her articulatio humeri."I'm unplayful !"

"You're only saying that because this is the get-go sentence you've ever had sex."

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

"You don't even sleep together me,"she argues.

"Then let 's get to know each other,"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 Crime Scene Investigator ? I'm 100 % sure you haven't been through anything I can't handle. Literally, I saw a guy tortured to expiry this morning."

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

"We all have,"I reply.

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

"This is my mother ! Why do you take in a picture of her ?"she asks. Oh, fuck ! I've should sustain told her Oklahoman.

"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 shame 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 nooky ! I can't believe I just had sex with my brother !"The tears start to hang freely from her center."And you ! You just let it happen !"

She quickly gets up and grabs her clothes.

"delay, Bianca ! It's not that simple. I only had a suspicion. I didn't know for sure."I majorly screwed this up ! I should have been honest at the beginning…

She threw her dress back on and grabbed her heel as she made her way to the door."postponement, I can explain. I promise !"I shouted as she left, slamming the door behind her. Fuck ! I slam my fist against the wall. Why couldn't I just have asked her ? I let the inebriant get the unspoilt 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 .