Consenting Adults

I stood on the rooftop of Police headquarters with my good friend, Lt. Sissy Van Buren of the Criminal Investigation Division..My good friend of many years and the godmother of my daughter...

 Sissy, only three years older than me and I had cracked many cases together over the years...We trusted each other immensely....We knew each other very well...So this morning as we drank tumblers of coffee and stood silently..

Sissy asked me...

"So what's on your mind friend?"

 "This guy I'm working for.. I-I-I'm not sure about him Siss...I think he might be ...well..kind of dangerous..."I said.

 "That comedian?   Leroy James???  Yeah..I've heard....He was at Josies the other night...You and your wife were there too.." said Sissy...

"Yeah,I was...That's how we met..He came up to me after his set....I talked to him...He thinks his wife is trying to have him killed...but I see no evidence of that..I talked to the wife yesterday...and I'm a pretty good reader of people....I don't think that woman is responsible for trying to have him killed...I don't think she's cheating on him either...Not as far as I can see..but I am still following her and observing her..I have been for about a week...She goes to work....She comes home...She buys groceries and she spends most of her nights alone, watching television or on the phone...Tomorrow...I'm gonna give this guy his money back and suggest he get some therapy." I said.

"I never thought I'd see the day when you'd say something like that...You ever gave a client back their money before?"laughed Sissy..

"No, never had to..." I said.

''Walk me downstairs...I have something to show you.." said Sissy...

Downstairs in the monitor room the C.I.D. shared with the FBI, my good friend, Deputy FBI Special Agent in charge, Sharon Hopkins greeted me with a smile and a hug...

"Well ,hello friend...Long time no see." said Sharon...

 "Hey Bad girl." I said laughing...

''Sharon, show him what you and the guys found when you scrubbed the Business cams and the traffic cams...

"Take a look..."said Sharon...

"We found some matches on our victim, Allen Wilson from the other day in his pants pocket....They were from Josies...So since we couldn't find any street cam footage from the area he was found killed in...We did find him in Josies...Just hours before...See look, there are you and your wife and Honey Brown in the crowd as your client is performing.."said Sissy...

"Yeah...We were there...but I never saw your victim or had any dealings with him."I said.

"Oh we know that...but look...There is your client and our victim having a heated discussion..."said Sissy...

''Wow...He didn't mention having a heated discussion or altercation with anybody..."I said.

"Okay....There you are at the bar with Gus....Leroy James comes over and you and he talk and he slips you an envelope...Our victim,Allen Wilson is standing there eyeing the entire thing....He leaves....Now we follow him to an after hours joint....Where for reasons we don't understand...He leaves his car...He walks west and that's where we lose him...He's found a few blocks away with his head bashed in..."said Sharon..

"No witnesses and no murder weapon and no motive..."said Sissy...

"You think my client may be responsible for this? Siss, Sharon..He's a paranoid little man...I don't think he's a calculated Killer."I said laughing..

"Oh we don't think so either...but maybe you can find out what they were arguing about..."said Sissy..

"I can do that...He's the nephew of an ADA huh?" I said, smiling...

''Yeah...his name is Brad Parsley"Sissy sighed. "He's really been on us to close this case...It's already two days old..You know what they say about a case after 48 hours.."said Sissy.

"I know...It gets cold and harder to solve....I'll ask him and I'll ask around...If I hear anything...I'll give you guys a call."I said.

"Don't be a stranger Kevin."said Sharon smiling...

"I promise...I won't." I said and hugged Sissy extra long ......"I won't." I said..

"I hope not...I miss these hugs." she said and smiled slyly...

II-

I decided to do a little digging...

Sissy's victim, Allan Wilson, was about a year or two younger than I..Born and raised in Philadelphia PA. Educated in Public Schools here...A Graduate of Temple University where he was a standout guard in Basketball...Had a B.A. in Public Administration and was about to enter Law School in the fall...He worked as an Aide for a City Councilman....

His Uncle,  Brad Parsley, Graduated with Honors from the University of Pennsylvania and later attended Penn Law School...Got his J.D. and lived in New York City for awhile ,practicing law in the private sector, then Moved to Atlanta where he practiced Law in the private sector....and finally ended up back in his hometown of Philadelphia, where he became an Assistant District Attorney...He married and had a son...and then divorced....He was presently single and living in a small condo downtown.

Then there was my client's wife...Frenchette Hawkins- James... Like the other two, she was born and raised in Philadelphia...

She was educated in Philadelphia Public schools...Graduated from LaSalle University, worked as a Maid, A cocktail waitress and an Exotic Dancer at one time (when she was in college) and now worked for the City...

She met her husband after one of his shows in of all places...Atlantic City....He too was from Philadelphia and had been educated in Philadelphia Public Schools..He had dropped out of Temple University after one year and worked several jobs before appearing at Improv and striking it big as a comedian...

After a short ,but torrid courtship the two were married...She supported the both of them before he started making it big...

It was then that his paranoia began to grow....

I found out that he had been to no less than six therapists...All who refused to talk to me naturally....

So here I was...back at square one...

My Client obviously had problems...None of which came from his wife...Most of which came from his own mind...

I had no choice but to return his money and suggest therapy or so I thought...

III-

I stopped by Morris Communications....Surprisingly...Only Clerow was there..He was tidying up and getting ready to leave ,when he saw me..

"Hey Boss man...Got something to show you...I was getting ready to call you.." he said.

"Oh yeah what?" I asked..

"Your client might not be so crazy after all.." he said.

"How so?" I said..

"Well...I don't know if she tried to have him killed...or not...but she's definitely sharing a bed with another man...Look at this feed we got .."said Clerow...

The first feed was from a Street Cam on her block showing a City car driving up to her house at around midnight.....

We hadn't seen or heard anything remotely suspicious for days until now...

A tall well dressed man walked up the stairs and rang the doorbell...He looked around as if he didn't want to be seen...

Frenchette came to the door...

"Brad...Brad...you should have waited for me to call you.."said Frenchette..."My husband could be lurking around..." she said.

"I don't care..I just needed to see you baby." said the man...

Clerow zeroed in on the man, who I had never seen before...He was tall,about six foot three..Well Dressed....Brown Skinned..

"Tom put him through facial recognition.."said Clerow..

"He a playa?" I asked..

"Not at all.."said Sean Jackson ,who had just walked in...."He's an Assistant District Attorney..That's Brad Parsley...I did a story on him." said Sean Jackson...

"Well I'll be damned...Interesting." I said.

They retreated to her terrace where they shared a passionate kiss...He was in tears...

"Oh Frenchette....I just visited my sister...She's devestated...Allan was her only son....He was like my son..the son I never had..."he said, still weeping ,in between kisses...

"The police have any leads?" asked Frenchette..

"Not yet...but I got the best detectives in the city on it...Lt. Sissy Van Buren and her guys from the C.I.D.
If you ever do something in this city and they're on the case...you might as well surrender...Those guys will get you...They're good...I sure hope they catch whoever did it...and just let me have five minutes alone with the creep....JUST FIVE MINUTES!!!! Allan didn't deserve that....He never harmed anybody in his life....And to make it worse...They didn't even rob him...bashed his head in and left him in some god forsaken alley like trash..."said Brad Parsley ,now crying uncontrollably....

I watched with interest....

"Baby...we shouldn't be seen together until I can at least get legally separated from my crazy husband....We tried to make it work...We tried...but he is just too far gone...Did you know he hired a P.I. to follow me around? Make sure I was cheating on him or plotting to kill him?" she said.

"What? How did you find out?" he asked..

"The P.I. told me...Even he thinks my husband is off his nut...He said he's thinking of giving him his money back and suggesting he seek therapy..."said Frenchette..

"Oh My God...I know we were supposed to be keeping our thing on the low...but I just had to see you...I feel so bad and I need you,I miss you."said Brad as they moved to the living room...

"Ohhhhh Braddd..." she cooed as she took his shirt and tie and undershirt off...

They continued to kiss each other passionately....

He unzippered her skirt and unbuttoned her blouse....

She kicked her heels off...

Soon they were in the middle of the floor kissing passionately....She fondled his now engorged and rock hard penis...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Brad..."she moaned..

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Frenchette....ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..."he moaned..

She knelt down and began to gently fondle his engorged penis....His head fell back and he moaned....

"Awwwwwww sweet baby...Yesssssssssssssssss..."

"I shouldn't be here...I shouldn't even be talking to you...You're still a married woman"he said.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, too late now baby!"she said.

She took all of him in her mouth and began to move her head back and forth...He leaned backward and moaned silently...

"Yesssssssssssssssssssssss..." he moaned..."Frenchette ,Ohhhhhh my goodness!" he said.

"I had no idea you had so much in your pants..."she said as she continued licking and sucking...making slurping sounds.....After about an hour of this ,he could take no more...

"Awwwwww, Awwwwwww lawd."he moaned...

"Ohhh Brad...I love you.."she said...

"Ouuuuuu..Come here girl." He said  and pulled her to him and kissed her passionately... Frenchette was not  surprisingly, full of passion...It was as if she had wanted to unleash all of her love on a  sane man for so long....

She giggled...and returned his passion, kissing him as though he was the last man left on earth!

"It's been a long time since a man called me "girl..." ouuuuuu."she said shyly......between passionate kisses....

He softly parted her legs and entered her as slow as he could....He had wondered what sex would be like with Frenchette...from the first time he had met her in the hallway at City Hall..but had never made a move or tried anything..They had mostly talked and laughed.....Then one day...they had lunch and he talked about his divorce and she talked about her crazy husband and they found a connection.He couldn't find anyone else to have lunch with..But he found Frenchette James eating alone often and he asked her out for drinks...She had said resisted his advances at first,but then agreed to meet him in secret.. That's when they began sneaking around..going to Hotels and Motels at first,I would find out from interested sources...but this would be later.

She moaned softly as the massive bed began to squeak and slam against the wall...

''Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...""Ohhh baby, give it to meeeeee....ummmmmmph...Ouuuuuuuuuuu..I needed this...I needed this...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh lawddddd ,just put it in me...ohhhhhhhhh"she moaned.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... Frenchette...Frenchette baby......ouuuuuuuuuu, more, more... ohhhhhh..."he moaned as he moved in and out of her... He had always admired her fine brown frame....

"Ohhhhhh....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Good lawd, you .ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu sweet sweet mannn,ohhhhhhhhhhhh my godddddddddddd..ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....put it on meeeee,WHoaaaaaaaaaa!"she moaned.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh gooooddddddd lawdd it's soooo goood...ohhhhhhh..ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sweeeeet baby yessssssssssssssss."he cried ...out!!"Morrre...Morreee....morrre...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..  "he hollered..

 ....OHHHHHHH. Work me..Work me..Work me darling! WORK ME LIKE A DAMN JOB!!! YESSSSSS, OUUUU YESSS!"she wailed...

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! I wanted to do this to you for so long."he cried out...

Clerow sped the tape up...

They made sweet yet intense love for five  or six hours...with no sign of stopping...The bed squeaked something crazy....the headboard slammed violently against the wall..The legs of the bed creaked...

  Frenchette James began to climax  and shake violently ...Tears began to run down her face like a river and she continued kissing Brad Parsley passionately until he collapsed on top of her coming violently himself and pumping his fists in the air...and spreading his arms like an airplane...His toes curling.....

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..." she squealed as she climaxed over and over again.....Slapping him in the face....She felt so good!

She cuddled up into his arms and nestled her head on his shoulders and drifted off to sleep..She hadn't felt this good in ages...She actually went to sleep with a smile on her face...She was actually still shaking and climaxing a bit.

"Ohhhhh,ouuu." she moaned in her sleep....."sweet...sweet man...I'm still coming...ohhhhhhhh what have you done to me???Ohhhhhhhhhhh my goodness...Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuu.."she murmured before drifting off!

(Click!)

Clerow and Sean Jackson looked at me..

"Well what do you think?" they asked.

"Well he was right about one thing...She is having an affair...but after talking to her yesterday...I certainly can't blame her...Doesn't prove she tried to have him killed.."I said.

"So what is your next move?" asked Clerow...

"I have to ask her about Brad Parsley....I have to...I hate to do this...She seems like a nice woman..Tell Peeping Tom,Lockpick and the guys to get all of the GPS trackers and micro video and listening devices out of her house and off of her car ASAP!  We don't need to follow her anymore."I said.

"You gonna tell James he's correct about her having an affair?" asked Clerow..

"Not just yet."I said. "I'll see you guys later.."I said as I left..

Truth be told...I didn't know what I was going to do.

IV-

That night, I met my wife Sepia at a small little Wine Bar after she got off work...

"So what are you gonna do lover?" she asked..

"I don't know.. the one hand.. He did pay me to find out something...If his wife was having an affair.. Turns out she is.. but she's not plotting to kill him..Still, I could give him the information he wants and be done with it.. For All intents and purposes...The case is over.." I said.

"But?" said Sepia...

"But here's the rub...The man is 100 percent certifiably crazy...He's been to six therapists in the past year...None who would talk to me, but from the mention of his name..I could tell that they were through with him..."I said.. "I certainly can't blame the girl for seeking comfort somewhere...They were living apart and had been for about a year..."I said.

''Wow...I see what you mean...but it's not for you to be the judge...You were paid to get information and you got it...That was the job babe.."said Sepia...


I leaned over and kissed her passionately....

"When did you become such a practitioner of the bottom line?" I laughed...

"I'm a business woman...I have to be." she said and smiled...

I Loved this woman!


(TO BE CONTINUED)