"Where is passenger,Elizabeth Alexander?" I asked..
I showed them a photo of an attractive Brunette woman...An ex FBI Agent.
They looked at the photo when one of the male crew members said.
"I know that woman..She's on here...She's in first class...but she's a blonde....." he said.
"That's her...that's the woman he was talking to and texting..He asked her to meet him in the back near the restroom..They were going to go down in storage and have sex...She lured him down there and killed him."I said.
"Didn't Hazel say our killer was shorter than him and left handed?" she asked..
"She sure did."I said.
"Well...Look!"said Sepia..
They were serving coffee....The woman in question , an attractive and shapely Blonde used her left hand to drink her tumbler of coffee...
"That's her." I said...
"Okay...let's be cool...Quietly ask her to come back here with us.."I said.
The stewardess walked up to her and asked her to meet with us in the back of the plane..
"We'll explain it all...Just come with us..." they said.
The woman ,Elizabeth Alexander walked with us to the back of the plane...
"Let's go downstairs and talk...away from the passengers..." said a stewardess..
"Wait..What is this?..What's going on?" She asked..
"Let's go down below mam." said the Captain...
She walked down below..and Stewardess Betty Mousely swiftly removed her wig....
"HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! WHAT'S THE IDEA?" she asked..staring daggers at Stewardess Betty Mousely ,who seemed to be enjoying the whole thing..
I couldn't help but smile.
Mickey Stevens was still down there...He took one look at her and his eyes nearly left his head..
"WOW! He was bangin you? Lucky man.." he said.
"Who is this guy? And why am I down here?" she asked..
"Clint McCool!" I said.
"What? Oh is this one of his stunts? To get me down in the basement?? CLINT, THIS ISN'T FUNNY NOR IS IT SEXY...KNOCK IT OFF!!" she said laughing...
''Why don't you knock it off mam..We know you killed Clint!" said Stewardess Betty Mousely.
I wished she'd of let me interrogate her before she just came out with all of that!
Elizabeth Alexander looked like she'd seen a ghost...
"WHAT? Clint is ...Clint is dead??WHAT??" she said...
I walked her over to his body lying on the floor..a bloody hole in his head...dried blood on the side of his face...
"OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!! OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" she said and began to cry....
She wasn't faking...These were real tears.....She really didn't know that he was dead.
"Was it an accident Ms. Alexander?" I asked..
"WHAT? YOU THINK I DID THIS?" she asked horrified.....
"We know he was texting you just minutes before he was last seen alive..He wanted you to join him in the basement here." I said.
"You're wearing a wig."said a male crew member..
"So what? He said he wanted to see what I looked like Blonde...Last trip,I was a red head.."she said.
"He asked you to meet him back here.."I said.
"He did...and when I got back here ,there was no sign of him...I didn't even come down here in the basement..I swear...When I didn't see him..I tried to check the restroom, but some couple was back in there making love...So I walked back into first class and I checked that restroom and he wasn't in there, so I went back to my seat and was there the rest of the flight..I took a selfie...Check my phone...It's on my Instagram...It's time stamped." she said.
I took her smartphone out of her purse and checked the photo..She was right.
Another stewardess came down and whispered in my ear..
"We checked her luggage...No gun...nothing but clothing ..hers and toiletries and a laptop and a phone..all hers.."
"Neither of these people is your killer...Cut em both loose.."I said.
"No..She's not...and neither is he...Neither of them have his gun or the murder weapon, which would be pretty hard to conceal on this plane...And both of them are in the cell phone photos my wife took and another couple took...And the time stamp on her instagram selfie all but clears her..She was in her seat when he was last seen. They don't fit the timeline..It's neither one of them."I said.
"You're the expert...but I still think one or both of them is in this up to their eyeballs.."she said.
They released Mickey Stevens and Elizabeth Alexander...
"Sorry about any inconvenience...We'd ask that you return to your seats and not discuss the deceased Air Marshall with anybody..." said the Captain ...
II-
"We've got little less than 45 minutes before we land in Vegas.." she said..
"I've been so pre-occupied with this case ,I've hardly noticed..."I said.
"So neither one of these guys is your killer huh?" she asked..
"No...the killer is still on this plane."I said.
"No..It's not Stevens and it's not Alexander...Whoever the killer is..They are still on this plane..."I said.
"You've got an advantage,The killer doesn't know that anything is a miss.."said Sissy..
"Right...They don't...Look into Clint McCool's life...maybe something else is going on here that we don't know about."I said.
"I will, but that's going to take some time.."said Sissy..
"I got time.." I said.
III-
"Kevin,what are we looking for? We found his cell phone?" said Sepia...
I put my arms around her waist and kissed her passionately...
"Maybe I was looking to join the mile high club.."I said smiling devilishly...
"Down here? Now?? With a dead body around? Uh uhhhh, nooooo,I don't think so..."said Sepia..
I began kissing her neck, her cheeks, her eyelids..and I began to run my hands up her blouse and softly rub her breasts...
"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...ohhhhh my goodness..Kevin, stop it...ohhhhhhhhhh, we are going to get caught..You don't play fair...ouuuuuuu.."she whispered....
I opened up her blouse and slowly unhooked her bra....
"Ummmmm, you've become a master at thisssss..ouuuuuuuu..." she cooed.
"How long we been married?" I asked...
"Yeah..how long? and before that too." she said as we continued to kiss..
She reached over and unbucked my trousers....and then unzippered my pants...my bulging very erect penis practically jumped up at her!
"Ohhhhhh myyyyyy......ohhhhh, I can't believe that I still get you like that..." she said...eyeing it and rubbing it gently with one hand as I eased out of my trousers and slipped off my shirt...
We were soon kissing in the very dark and back end of the hull...Sepia clad only in panties and bra and me in just my boxers...
We embraced in a long , tender kiss...that grew hotter and more passionate by the second...
"Ohhhhh...Ohhhh my god Kevin" ,Sepia moaned..
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." I moaned...
"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." she moaned as we continued to kiss...
I pressed the head of my pulsing penis into her dripping wet vagina, then pulled out again.She moaned..."Ohhhh, don't tease me...ohhhh, give it all to me..."
I entered her several more times like this, until I could feel her pushing harder and harder against me. I grabbed her hips, and pushed all the way into her. She gasped,
''OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD! OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU."she moaned..
as she jerked forward for a moment, then braced herself before thrusting her nice round behind back against my penis. I watched, as each thrust sent waves rippling through her like waves breaking on the shore...Finally, We laid down in the corner and I entered her slowly and began to softly and slowly move in and out of her..
"Oh My God..I can't believe we are doing this.."she giggled..
I lifted her up and began to slowly thrust inside of her...
We went at it just like this for close to thirty minutes....her moans gradually became louder and louder. ...So did mine...
Finally, I came with a wild abandon...
Sepia came too...Shaking and holding on to me for dear life, which made me explode again...
I got up and began to put my clothes back on...I stood guard as Sepia got dressed and tried to fix her hair...
We both returned upstairs...We'd been gone little over a half hour...but a few passengers looked at us and smiled sheepishly as if they knew what we'd been doing.....
We had become members of the mile high club...
I had a smile from ear to ear on my face...
"And stop grinning like that..."she said playfully slapping my leg..
"That's Sissy." I said.
He spoke to an Alexander King..before he boarded the plane....This Alexander King is a very well heeled businessman...I don't know what their connection is...but he wired
$9,999.00 dollars into McCool's account yesterday...And once a month he wires the same amount into his account..He's been doing that for a little over two years now."said Sissy..
"What? What's that about?" I asked..
"We don't know..but that's one penny short of what you have to report...Seems a rather odd amount." said Sissy.
"Don't tell me..He's on this flight too?" I asked.
"No..he's not...He's here in Philly...I sent the guys to pick him up...I'll call you when I have something more." she said.
"Okay..Thanks Siss." I said.
"Anytime friend." she said.
"This plane may land...but after what we just did...I'm gone be on cloud nine for awhile." I said smiling at her..
"Awwww...was it that good?" she asked.
"Damn sure was.."I said.
"Well I hope we wrap this murder up soon...The plane is going to be landing soon.." said Sepia.
"Yeah I know..and I have no clue who the killer is...but something is definitely going on here.." I said.
Just what?...I didn't have a clue.
(CONCLUSION NEXT)
11 comments:
I am ready to come out of my panties and just hurl them!
awww Lawd! LMAO!
James,don't encourage this nut!
I must admit...I have no clue who the killer is now..Can't wait until tomorrow!
It's not the thief and it's not the girlfriend...Then who?Can't wait until tomorrow!
You've really created some suspense now...I have to know who the killer is..
Can't wait until tomorrow! Don't have a clue!
I Can't wait until tomorrow! I have to know now who the killer is..
This Alexander King fellow might be the key to the killer..Can't wait until tomorrow
I have no clue who the killer is now..Can't wait until tomorrow for the wrap up!
I must admit...I have no clue who the killer is now either..Can't wait until tomorrow!I have a feeling it's someone right under our noses..
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