There I was, hard at work as usual. It was a engaged Friday afternoon. Another high profile murder case. Same MO as the last-place. The victim was tortured with lacerations all over his consistence. Fingernails tore off. Eyeball out of its socket. A gruesome slaying. How the killer was able-bodied to inflict this often damage, while still keeping the dupe alive and conscious enough to speak was as much a mystery to me as the fact that he was able to break into the dupe's high-security residence without leaving a vestige. As if the killer was a spook.

No signs breaking and entering. No ghost of fingerprints. No murder weapon. No clue as to who or how they were able to do this. However, there was a video. I had seen it. It was uploaded to the net. The victim's confession of all the cleaning woman he blackmailed and sexually assaulted.

I realize I have my work cut out for me. Especially seeing how this is the third execution matching this particular MO. A torture male with a video of him confessing his criminal offense. I let out a suspiration, rubbing my forehead as I felt a concern coming on. I was in desperate need of java. They discovered the consistency ahead of time this break of the day and I've been hard at piece of work ever since.

Finally, after 60 minutes of trying to work out out the reply to these motion, I've decided to charter a break and snatch another cup of coffee. Walking out of the criminal offense lab, I made my way down to the prison-breaking room.

As I walk into the break way, I hear my name."snick ! Have you found anything out about how our sea wolf was able to get into the home without sounding the alarm clock ?"

Shit, it's investigator O'Connell."Honestly, I have zip. It's like we're dealing with a ghost. There is no sign of the zodiac of breaking in, the consternation wasn't set off. No fingerprints, no weapon. The lone thing we do have is an obvious motive. The killer seems to be targeting so-called raper. That's what the three victims have in common."

"O'Connell, that P. I. is asking for you,"Major Jefferson 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 happen out and we'll talk later."

She then turned heel and walked out in a huff.

I grabbed my coffee berry and made my way back to the lab."Nick ! I finished organizing the text file on where the grounds was found and its conditions."I see my helper Ashley with a booklet in her paw. She sets the pamphlet on the tabular array."Would you like me to grab a copy of the mortuary's write up ?"

"That would be smashing Ashley, thanks !"she nods and then heads off. I take a sip of my coffee and spread up her data file. I glance over the exposure's of the crime scene and the evidence as well as the software documentation. This is going to be a long hebdomad.

I spent the repose of the day running examination 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 associates. All of which were in his home at some point prior to the prison term of Death. However, all of them had alibis. I couldn't find a fleck of evidence that shed any light on the offense. What if the killer whale knew how to bypass the security ? Still, how did he get into the home without breaking anything ? All the doorway 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 PM examinations. The victim had a 2.5-inch wide thrust wound. What was he stabbed with a brand ? That's an awfully extensive vane. There are other marks don't look like any steel I've ever seen."What do these front like Ashley ?"

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

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

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

I eventually decide to call it quits for the night. I send Ashley plate, but I stayed a minuscule longsighted. I had some personal business to do and I really didn't want anyone asking questions. I went through the police database, looking for all information on a Bianca Erskine Preston Caldwell. I know I've done this a k 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 last several weeks at. Hoping she shows up. However, I haven't seen her yet. I was going to finally mouth to her today. I was going to tell her the truth.

So I sat there and had a few drinkable. Then she finally walked in. Slightly tall than me at 6 ft. She had long shoulder length blonde hair. A melanize clothes that barely filled up those curves and she had bend. Not overweight, but she could sate out a apparel, that's for sure.

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

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

"Nice name Nick, mind buying a girlfriend a boozing ?"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 barkeep nods and goes to act upon making our drinks.

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

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

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

"Yeah, for the most part."The barkeep hands us both a field glass full phase of the moon of orange juice and vodka."How about you ?"

She leans in closer and whispers in my ear."I get paid to have a good sentence with prissy guys like you. Are you occupy in having a proficient clip ?"

I can sense a heavy perfume… pink wine. It takes my nostrils by storm.

I silently nodded."right,"she said.

"So, ding ... Have any matter to pillowcase ?"she asks as she puts a hand on my thigh.

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

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

"No idea, he's like a ghost… Able to accede high-security homes 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 tape recording of the victim confessing his crimes,"I add. I know I shouldn't be telling her this, but I can resist her. Besides, if I don't talk about this case, I'm going to turn a loss my shit.

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

"Yeah…"I confirm.

"Sounds more like a hero if you ask me,"she says. We both finish our drinks and I guild two more.

"You wouldn't think that if you saw the physical structure,"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 secure buzz. I want to narrate her everything, but I can't. Not yet.

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

"S ... Sure…"I stutter.

We both take a sip of our drinking. She grabs my arm."No need to be anxious 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 place 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 early on Feb in LA and she only has on a short 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 jacket and roll it around her bare shoulders.

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

"No problem,"I say.

We continue walking, at this point, we're to a greater extent than halfway there.

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

"A adult female 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 Virgo the Virgin ?"she asks.

"Guilty as charged…"

"No way ! How does such a gracious and freehanded guy like you stay undivided for so long ?"she asks.

"I'm dedicated to my work ! I suppose. I haven't really had often 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 ?"she asks."No crime, but lots of women I know would die to be with somebody like you."

"It's not that simple. You see my mother was murdered and the slip was never solved. I need to have sex what happened to her, I need to lie with 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 flat. 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 hired man her the drinking 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 masses on physical appearances. Besides, I don't think there is anything wrong with being transgender."I tell her.

"You're like the alone one who thinks that,"she says."Sometimes it feels like there are only two kinds of hoi polloi 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 drunkenness down on the coffee table.

She places her handwriting on my thigh."Listen, snick, you're a gracious guy. I've really enjoyed talking with you."

"But…"I interrupted.

"But, nothing. I really like you. I don't sports meeting young handsome guys who are actually nice. Most guys treat me like some variety of whore or freak."

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

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

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

"Sure, go ahead,"she replies.

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

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

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

"beloved, it's not that simple. When smart set sets expectations for what a man and a woman is, people who don't free fall into those categories are often ostracized,"she says."It's hard to find workplace when citizenry won't even talk to you because of what you are."

"I'm sorry to hear that. You seem like a good someone,"I say to her. She lets out a lowly smile.

"Often times that's not enough."The painful sensation in her phonation is observable. I wrap my arm around her.

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

She looks into my middle and she leans in and our back talk touch. It felt like a lightning dash 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 sofa and straddles my waist as she continues to kiss me. Her custody pull out my shirt up over my foreland and she tosses it aside. Her backtalk journey down my cutis. She sucks on my neck and makes her way down to my chest. She stops and gets off me."Let's go to your bedroom,"she says.

I quickly get up and follow her, leaving all my prohibition behind. As soon as we get into my bedroom, she tosses me on the bed and front crawl on top of me. Our lip are locked together once more as her bridge player start exploring my consistency. They find their way down to my belt warp and slowly undo it. following, her fingers unbutton my pants as her tongue slips past my brim.

She breaks away to pull my bloomers off, leaving me in just my underdrawers. She then stands up off the bed and turns her back 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 sure 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 arms around her."Is there any better way to lose one 's virginity than with a beautiful cleaning woman like you ?"

"Do you really mean that ?"she asks.

I kiss the cover 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 sentence. I kiss her shoulder. My hands move on top of her 's, sliding her underclothes down until it falls to the floor.

She turns around still wrapped in my arms. She looks deep into my eye."You're beautiful,"I whisper to her as our lips bosom. She wraps her arm around my cervix.

We both fall back onto the bed, still wrapped in each other 's arms. Our natural language dance in my mouth. Her hand slips underneath my boxers, grabbing a smattering of my asscheek.

She rolls on top of me, both hands tugging at my boxers, pulling them down. My tool spring give up. She slides the underwear off and tosses them aside. I get a good tone at her naked body for the maiden time. My middle travel down from her aureate blonde pilus, her large white meat, to the big cock between her boneheaded 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 turncock 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 voicelessness.

"What do you prefer ?"I ask.

She slides down, kissing me softly until her lips arrive at my crotch. She sucks my pecker into her mouth. Oh my god, that feels so sound ! She slowly starts to bob her head up and down my shaft. Twirling her clapper around the tip of my cock every sentence she comes up. I grab the sail 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 lots retentive I can prevent this up. She lets my dick declination from her lips. I look down at her as she sucks on her finger. Before I know it, she has her finger's breadth up against my dickhead. I take a deep hint 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 cock down her pharynx once more as her finger's breadth journeys deep into my ass.

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

I barely get a nod in before she lifts my legs up over her articulatio humeri, pulling my ass to her. I can finger the tip of her stopcock against my ass crack. She leans over and plant life a kiss on my sassing, pinning my legs against my chest. Her hands run up the binding of my thighs, locking behind my human knee. She slides down and the next thing I feel is her wet, warm knife sliding up and down the cracking of my butt, before pressing up against my entrance. She plunges her tongue up my ass. It feels so foreign and yet it feels so adept !

She laps her clapper 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 cock up against the headliner of my ass.

"Relax dear, submit a deep breath in,"she whispers before she starts to drive. I feel a pressure level as her stopcock stretches out my ass. It hurts at kickoff. I bit my modest lip and grab smattering of sheets."Just breath."

I inhale an air good lungs as the tip of her dick plunges past my sphincter, penetrating me. A gasp escapes my backtalk as she slowly pushes her cock inside me. She leans down and presses her lips against mine as her calamus buries itself recondite in my ass.

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

"UUuuuh fuck !"I grunt as she starts to force her pelvic arch back and Forth River. She starts to get into a calendar method of birth control. Her hips rocking back and forth bringing that peter in and out of my ass. The pain is still there, but I start to feel the delight of her cock against my prostate.

My own cock is firmly as sword. The pleasure overtakes me. Any second I feel like I'm going to burst. She thrust her rod oceanic abyss in me as I feel her hot and heavy breath against my brass. I look up into her optic as she looks down into mine. Once again our lips are together and our tongues squirm for quad. She starts to have sex my ass with vigor. Slamming her rooster mystifying inside me.

"Oh shag ! I'm going to cum !"She pulls out just enough to ram her cock as deep inside me as she can. I can feel her shaft offset to pulsate, spraying her load deep within of me, just as my own stopcock 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 legs surrender 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 vertebral column."fountainhead, that was the most astonish thing I've ever experienced."

She looks back at me and gives me a sad smile."Too bad your commencement fourth dimension was with a tranny hooker."

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

She lets out a small joke. I scoot up behind her and kiss her articulatio humeri."I'm grievous !"

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

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

"You don't even know 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 like way."

I reached over and turned on the lamp."Have you forgotten I'm a Crime Scene Investigator ? I'm 100 % certain you haven't been through anything I can't grip. Literally, I saw a guy tortured to end 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."time lag, what's this ?"she asks as she grabs a photo from my bedside stand.

"This is my mother ! Why do you have a picture of her ?"she asks. Oh, roll in the hay ! I've should suffer 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 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 ass ! I can't believe I just had sex with my brother !"The tears start to flow freely from her middle."And you ! You just let it happen !"

She quickly gets up and seize her wearing apparel.

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

She threw her dress back on and grabbed her heels as she made her way to the door."Wait, I can explicate. I promise !"I shouted as she left, slamming the doorway behind her. Fuck ! 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 .