There I was, operose at work as common. It was a engaged Friday afternoon. Another high profile slaying fount. Same MO as the last. The dupe was tortured with lacerations all over his soundbox. Fingernails tore off. eyeball out of its socket. A gruesome murder. How the killer was capable to inflict this much damage, while still keeping the victim animated and conscious enough to speak was as much a enigma to me as the fact that he was able to discontinue into the victim's high-security mansion without leaving a trace. As if the killer was a ghost.

No polarity breaking and entering. No ghost of fingerprint. No murder arm. No clew 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 internet. The victim's confession of all the charwoman he blackmailed and sexually assaulted.

I realize I have my work cut out for me. Especially seeing how this is the third gear murder matching this fussy MO. A rack male with a video of him confessing his offense. I let out a sigh, rubbing my forehead as I felt a cephalalgia coming on. I was in desperate need of umber. They discovered the body early this daybreak and I've been hard at oeuvre ever since.

Finally, after hour of trying to figure out the result to these question, I've decided to hire a severance and grab another cup of coffee. Walking out of the offense lab, I made my way down to the breakage room.

As I walk into the recess elbow room, I hear my name."notch ! Have you found anything out about how our cause of death was able to come in the home plate without sounding the alarm ?"

red cent, it's investigator O'Connell."Honestly, I have zippo. It's like we're dealing with a ghost. There is no signaling of breaking in, the warning signal wasn't set off. No fingerprints, no artillery. The only matter we do take is an obvious motif. The killer seems to be targeting alleged 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 cleaning woman is relentless."

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

She then turned heel and walked out in a huff.

I grabbed my chocolate and made my way back to the lab."Nick ! I finished organizing the documents on where the evidence was found and its conditions."I see my supporter Ashley with a leaflet in her hands. She sets the folder on the table."Would you wish me to take hold of a written matter of the mortuary's report ?"

"That would be great Ashley, thanks !"she nods and then heads off. I take a sip of my coffee and unfold up her file. I glance over the photo's of the crime scene and the grounds as well as the support. This is going to be a farseeing calendar week.

I spent the rest of the day running trial run 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 theater at some point prior to the clip of death. However, all of them had alibis. I couldn't happen a scrap of grounds that shed any light on the crime. What if the Orcinus orca knew how to get around the security measures ? Still, how did he get into the home without breaking anything ? All the room access were locked.

Ashley walk in with the mortuary paper. She hands it over to me. I flip through even though I was give during the postmortem exam. The victim had a 2.5-inch wide twinge wound. What was he stabbed with a sword ? That's an awfully wide brand. There are other marks don't look like any blade I've ever seen."What do these bet like Ashley ?"

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

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

Ashley and I spent the rest of the night mulling over what we had, which was next to naught. Whoever this was, they were safe.

I eventually decide to call it quits for the Night. I send Ashley home, but I stayed a piffling longer. I had some personal business to do and I really didn't want anyone asking questions. I went through the police force database, looking for all information on a Bianca Erskine Preston Caldwell. I know I've done this a K sentence, 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 Saame 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 talk to her today. I was going to tell 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 yearn shoulder length blonde hair. A total darkness apparel that barely filled up those curves and she had curve. Not adiposis, but she could fill out a frock, that's for for certain.

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."prick ! I didn't expect her to draw near me !

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

"Nice figure dent, idea buying a girl 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 work making our potable.

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

"I'm a criminal offense scene investigator,"I tell her.

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

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

She leans in closer and whispering in my ear."I get paid to have a proficient time with Nice guy cable like you. Are you interested in having a good time ?"

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

I silently nodded."Good,"she said.

"So, Nick ... Have any concern event ?"she asks as she puts a hired hand on my thigh.

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

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

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

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

"So far… Also, there's always a tape of the dupe confessing his crimes,"I add. I know I shouldn't be telling her this, but I can defy her. Besides, if I don't talk of the town about this case, I'm going to miss my shit.

"Oh my god ! Really ! Was that flick star one of them ?"she asks. Of course of instruction, his magnetic 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 finis our swallow and I lodge two more.

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

The bartender gives us our drinks. By now I'm feeling a good bombilation. I want to distinguish 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 deglutition. She grabs my arm."No need to be flighty hun, I'll make trusted 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 take the air,"I tell her.

"Sure,"she says.

We start making our way down the sidewalk. It's early February in LA and she only has on a short skimpy dress."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 wrap it around her bare shoulders.

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

"No problem,"I say.

We continue walking, at this point, we're More than halfway there.

"So… Have you ever been with a cleaning lady 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 promontory down.

"waiting a sec, are you a Virgo the 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 work ! I suppose. I haven't really had lots time outside of it."

"Aren't you lonely ?"she asks.

"Sadly yes…"

"What makes your body of work so significant ? Why would you want that kind of life ?"she asks."No offensive, but fortune of womanhood I know would die to be with somebody like you."

"It's not that simpleton. You see my mother was murdered and the case was never solved. I need to know what happened to her, I need to experience 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 lounge. I pour us both some screwdrivers since I know that's what she likes.

I paw her the drink and sit down beside her.

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

"Thanks, I guess one of the few benefit of being a CSI is a nice 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 estimate citizenry on physical appearance. Besides, I don't think there is anything wrong with being transgender."I tell her.

"You're like the entirely one who thinks that,"she says."Sometimes it feels like there are only two form of people out there. The ones that hate transgenders and the ace 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 umber table.

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

"But…"I interrupted.

"But, goose egg. I really like you. I don't sports meeting Loretta Young handsome Guy who are actually courteous. nigh poke fun kickshaw me like some kind of bawd 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 form of study ?"I ask.

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

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

"love, it's not that simple. When company sets outlook for what a man and a woman is, citizenry who don't fall into those categories are often ostracized,"she says."It's hard to bump piece of work when masses won't even spill to you because of what you are."

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

"Often times that's not enough."The pain 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 optic and she leans in and our sassing touch. It felt like a lightning deadbolt 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 recognise her.

She pushes me back on the couch and span my waist as she continues to kiss me. Her paw perpetrate my shirt up over my head and she tosses it aside. Her lips journeying down my skin. She sucks on my neck opening and makes her way down to my bureau. She stops and gets off me."Let's go to your chamber,"she says.

I quickly get up and follow her, leaving all my inhibitions behind. As soon as we get into my sleeping accommodation, she tosses me on the bed and crawls on top of me. Our backtalk are locked together once more as her manpower start exploring my body. They find their way down to my belt buckle and slowly undo it. adjacent, her fingers unbutton my gasp as her tongue miscue past my brim.

She breaks away to rive my pants off, leaving me in just my boxers. She then stands up off the bed and turns her cover to me. She undoes her dress and it falls to the level. She only has a G-string on underneath. She looks over her articulatio humeri at me."Are you trusted you still want to do this ?"she asks as she hooks her thumbs underneath her thong.

I get up and stand behind her, wrapping my coat of arms around her."Is there any best way to lose one 's virginity than with a beautiful cleaning woman like you ?"

"Do you really think that ?"she asks.

I kiss the dorsum 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 hands move on top of her 's, sliding her underwear down until it falls to the floor.

She turns around still wrapped in my weapons system. She looks deep into my optic."You're beautiful,"I whisper to her as our lips embrace. She wraps her arm around my neck.

We both fall back onto the bed, still wrapped in each early 's arms. Our clapper dance in my mouth. Her script slips underneath my boxers, grabbing a handful of my asscheek.

She rolls on top of me, both hands tugging at my boxers, pulling them down. My cock springs give up. She slides the underwear off and tosses them aside. I get a good face at her naked body for the kickoff time. My eyes travel down from her halcyon blonde pilus, her vauntingly tit, to the expectant dick between her thick thigh.

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 selection are limited."I say.

She crawls on top of me, kissing her way up my body. I can feel her cock 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 choose ?"I ask.

She slides down, kissing me softly until her sassing arrive at my genital organ. She sucks my hammer into her mouth. Oh my god, that feels so good ! She slowly starts to bob her pass up and down my shaft. Twirling her natural language around the tip of my peter every fourth dimension she comes up. I grab the sheets as she reaches around and grab my ass. She pulls my rosehip as she shoves my cock down her throat."Oh fuck !"I gasp.

I don't know how much farseeing I can keep this up. She lets my hammer fall 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 shit. I take a deep breath of air, as she pushes it in. Once again, she has my dick between her lip as she starts to feel know my butthole. Plunging my cock down her throat once more as her digit 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 sleep with 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 fracture. She leans over and industrial plant a osculation on my sassing, pinning my legs against my chest. Her hands run up the backbone of my thigh, locking behind my stifle. She slides down and the next affair I feel is her wet, warm tongue sliding up and down the crack of my butt, before pressing up against my entrance. She plunges her tongue up my ass. It feels so strange and yet it feels so practiced !

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

"Relax honey, pick out a deep breath in,"she whisper before she starts to push. I feel a pressure as her cock stint out my ass. It hurts at first. I bit my glower lip and grab fistful of sheets."Just breath."

I inhale an air entire lungs as the tip of her pecker plunges past my sphincter, penetrating me. A pant escapes my lips as she slowly pushes her rooster 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 shag, you're so tight. How does it feel to have me inside of you ?"she gasps.

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

My own cock is hard as steel. The pleasance overtakes me. Any second I feel like I'm going to explode. She thrust her rod deep in me as I feel her hot and enceinte breath against my face. I look up into her eyes as she looks down into mine. Once again our sassing are together and our natural language wrestle for blank. She starts to make out my ass with vigor. Slamming her cock deep inside me.

"Oh roll in the hay ! I'm going to cum !"She pulls out just enough to ram her cock as deep inside me as she can. I can sense her dick start to beat, spraying her load deep within of me, just as my own cock erupts, spewing cum all over the both of us. We're both panting for air. She finally pulls out and collapse on top of me after she lets my legs Fall 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 spinal column."Well, that was the most vex thing I've ever experienced."

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

"No, you're wrong. My first of all clock time was with the most beautiful char I've ever met."

She lets out a little laughter. I scoot up behind her and osculate her shoulder joint."I'm serious !"

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

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

"You don't even have sex me,"she argues.

"Then let 's get to do it 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 offence aspect research worker ? I'm 100 % surely you haven't been through anything I can't handle. Literally, I saw a guy tortured to expiry this morning."

"I've done affair 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."postponement, what's this ?"she asks as she grabs a exposure from my bedside viewpoint.

"This is my mother ! Why do you have a mental picture of her ?"she asks. Oh, bonk ! 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 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 fuck ! I can't believe I just had sex with my Brother !"The crying start to hang freely from her heart."And you ! You just let it happen !"

She quickly gets up and grabs her clothes.

"Wait, 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 apparel back on and grabbed her heels as she made her way to the door."Wait, I can explain. I promise !"I shouted as she left, slamming the threshold behind her. Fuck ! I slam my fist against the wall. Why couldn't I just have asked her ? I let the alcohol get the best of me.

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