Twenty Girls

A Press Conference....Lt. Tragg and two of his aides were facing reporters questions...

"Twenty Girls...Twenty Girls I tell you...Twenty young women have quietly lost their lives and the Lieutenant who is supervising the investigations has yet to say what we all know is true...That there is a horrific and prolific serial killer at large and he MUST BE STOPPED!!!" he said..

"Lieutenant Tragg, why aren't you investigating these murders?" asked a reporter..

"The Brass wants to give Lt. Sissy Van Buren and her team of detectives first crack at it....Now don't get me wrong...I like Lt. Sissy Van Buren, she is a fine Detective herself...We came up through the ranks together...I uh have slight seniority over her....but she's good.. and she has some of the finest detectives working for her...but I feel they may be weary from cracking so many cases and these particular cases need fresh eyes, fresh young eyes that I plan to bring in on this case when I am heading up the investigation..." said Lt. Tragg...

"How are you going to investigate the murders when you'll be spending all your time with us?" asked another reporter...

There was raucous laughter...

"Lou, that was a cheap shot.."said Lt. Tragg.

"I call em as I see em babe." said the reporter...

"I hope you do a better job than you did when you were after that other serial killer, The Sewer Killer.....Lt. Sissy Van Buren and her guys captured your serial killer and took down a high line heist crew and a couple of cop killers that same week ,while you were raiding a church in Camden.." said another reporter...

There was more raucous laughter...

''Alright ...That is all for today boys."said Lt. Tragg. He stomped his foot and stormed out...


"Bastards....I'l show them." he bellowed.

II-

"Turn that off...I can't bare to watch any more of him." said Sissy....

 "Yeah, Me neither." I said.

Sharon turned the news off....

"You're right..We need to use the time and the resources we have to make cases on these victims or A case.." said FBI Deputy SAC, Sharon Ferrell-Hopkins... She and about 15 of her brightest and best FBI agents were helping us and allowing us to use the government's sophisticated and modern play toys....Computers and Equipment that allowed us to hack  ATM and Business Cams as well as Traffic and street Cams in whatever area we needed and to cross reference and triangulate times and information...at almost breakneck speed.

Her husband, Detective Anthony Hopkins

And Detective James "Jimmy" Barlow

had not only become experts at this...but had taken a class on this type of Cyber-Surveilience....They had put teams on the areas where all of the girls had vanished ,instead of where we had found them and were pain-stakingly looking for something, anything that suggested a pattern...

We were watching the news conference on our monitor at our safehouse...but it only made us feel worse and put more pressure on us...Sissy didn't want her detectives under any additional pressure...She wanted them loose...free....so that they wouldn't make a rush to judgement and throw the killers or killer off..

 The guys were dilligently looking at all 20 cases so far and hoping to god that whoever this killer was, if it even was one killer...he or she slowed their roll a bit...

We had huge glossies on the wall of all twenty murder victims....We had files on all of them under their photos... Carlotta, Rico, Jimmy, Sirena, Hop , Duke and Angie had spent hours upon hours interviewing all of the relatives, friends, known associates, even enemies of all 20 girls and co-workers, class mates, boyfriends, what have you....and alibi ing them out....

 "Boss lady, we've gone through their financials and cross referenced everything....The things we usually do...and we can't find anything..."said Carlotta...

 ''All of the girls had certain things in common...All were early to mid twenties...all very petite and attractive and all kind of chesty...every single one..."

 "Our guy apparently has a thing for big chested girls...Judging by the way he tore at all of the bras... and the saliva on the breasts...I'm Hoping Hazel gets a hit.." said Jimmy.

 "It's just that it's so many bodies....and she's so weary....Doc Gibbons was complaining yesterday....

Told us not to bring anymore bodies to him." chuckled Sirena...

 "We know that every girl vanished in the mid afternoon, right after lunchtime...Not far from their place of employment or their homes...

 ''So we are looking for somebody....Who is mobile.. Somebody who would have a reason to be all over the city at certain times...Like a cab driver, a trash man or someone with a job that requires them to be a lot of places..." said Duke..

"Like a delivery man....Someone who would have a van.... Because whoever this person is , is transporting these girls.....Keeping them hidden and then dropping them off at night...at specific dump sites...Places where they can't be seen..." said Angie..

"So you guys still think this is one guy huh? A Serial Killer...No chance any of these are individual cases?" asked Sissy...

"Guys...How many serial killers have we put away?..They usually kill in patterns...Strangulations...Stabbings...Shootings..but if this is the work of one guy...Then he's unorganized and haphazard...he kills out of panic..." said Sharon, who like Sirena and Duke was an expert profiler...

Hazel walked in just then...She had been the only one of us...Who had left early in the morning and who had missed breakfast.....Which had been brought in by Sissy's Husband, Eddie C..

,who not only drove her to the Medical examiner's office, but picked up breakfast orders for all of the Detectives and FBI Agents working with us...

Captain Cantrell had faith in us...He knew that the type of Red Ball Investigation Lt. Tragg was so fond of had detectives and cops getting in each others way and nothing getting accomplished...He liked the cohesion of Hazel and Sissy's 7 detectives...4 of which he personally trained himself...We didn't want to let him down.

"I've got good news and bad news..." said Hazel.

"Good News first" I said.

"You can narrow your search to just one man...I got a hit....The Saliva on the breasts of almost all the girls and the semen found in six of Duke and Angie's 11 victims and four of Carlotta, Tyriq and Jimmy's victims all belong to the same person....This includes Sirena and Hops three girls...Saliva on the breasts, hair under the fingertips of one and semen, all match.....You guys are looking for one man....He's middle aged, in between his late 40's , early 50's...he's blond, Caucasion ,has high blood pressure and very strong....judging by the hand prints on the neck...."said Hazel...

"So what is the bad news Babe?" asked Duke..

"His DNA and the partial fingerprints I lifted off of the skin of the girls aren't in the system....Whoever this is has no sheet..At least not in Philadelphia or the State of Pennsylvania."said Hazel...

"That's not a problem.. We'll run it through interpol, VICAP and even look at law enforcement and the military....It'll take some time...but we'll get something..."said Sharon.

"That's actually good news..." said Sissy, who was putting on her coat...

"Where are you going Boss Lady?" asked Carlotta.

"Press Conference....I promised to keep the Deputy Ops updated!" said Sissy as she left...

III-

My wife Carlotta stood in our room in her bra and panties...I walked in and just stared at her...She smiled...

"I take it you approve...."she said....

Her bra was black lace with aqua trimmings....with matching panties..

"I certainly do approve.." I said...Quickly getting undressed...

"I thought you would...I bought these from Bridget's Shop ,Lady Chatterlies Lover, Panties and Bras for the Discriminating Woman a few days ago...She said you'd love it and judging by the way you are staring at me...She was right.." said Carlotta...

"Oh Yes...."I said, nearly salivating.

She kissed me softly......

"Ummmmm, I am glad that you like these...I've missed you...We've been working around the clock on this case...I've missed my papi." she cooed..

"And I've missed you.." I moaned...

All of us were taking a break....We had been working around the clock for the past 72 hours on this investigation....It was nice to know that now we were chasing one man and that even though we didn't know who he was...We had his DNA and fingerprints....on practically all of the bodies...Enough that if we did identify him.. We had enough to put him away....

None of that was on my mind right now..

Carlotta gently stroked my penis which was as hard as a rock...

''Ouuuuuuuuuuuu..I like very much that you approve papi..ouuuuuuuuuuuuu!" she said.

"Yessss....I approve very much.." I said...

 Ouuuu papi..I like that very much...Aye Mios dios...ohhhhhhhhh....Why does your penis shake?" asked Carlotta..

"Probably because it is anxious to be inside of you.." I said softly...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh, ouuuuuu then I have to take care of that...ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.." she cooed..

She rubbed my penis gingerly and began kissing me softly and slowly.....

"Ummmmmmmmmmm.."I moaned as I took her in my arms and kissed her passionately...

''Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuu papi...you feel so damn good.." she said.

Soon we were lying on the bed...making sweet love...

 She stared at me deeply,intensely and then kissed me slowly and softly....

 Ouuuuuu," she moaned....

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." I moaned as I began to kiss her deeper, more passionately...still rubbing her legs and squeezing her hips and buttocks..

I then took one of her breasts in my mouth and began to suck it lightly...She moaned....and looked away.... "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....you feel so gooooood!" she moaned.... "ohhhhh, so do youuuuuuuuuuuuu..."I groaned.
The bed was squeaking so loud and the headboard was slamming so hard against the wall that we didn't hear anything else...

Sometimes I had to pinch myself...I still couldn't believe that this girl, who I had had the biggest crush on , was actually my wife now... I couldn't get enough of Carlotta...and she couldn't get enough of me..

Seven hours drifted by slowly...  

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh papi, don't stop...Aye Mios Dios.." she moaned..

  "Carlotta, my goodness...Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.." I moaned.

She was so warm, so wet....and her kisses were like butter....just driving me to the point of madness.

Carlotta looked at me and smiled as she began to shake, sweat began to stream down the side of her face and she actually began to cry a little bit...

I was sweating profusely and feeling on the verge of exploding myself..

Carlotta and I both began to climax together furiously...

We both laughed and squeezed each other tightly and continued kissing and breathing heavily...

It seemed like I was never going to stop exploding....

 Carlotta thought she was calming me down by kissing my neck and my cheek, but that was exciting me even more...I was cumming like a gusher...

Finally, I was drained of all energy as well as bodily fluids... I simply collapsed in her arms...She held me gently in her arms and she gradually drifted off to sleep...

IV-

I couldn't sleep....I kept seeing the faces of those twenty girls in my mind....Only they were alive and calling out to me to avenge their deaths....I kept thinking about a boogey man out there somewhere who was killing girls....A frightening man, who I couldn't see....

I woke up in a cold sweat.....

Carlotta was sleeping quietly next to me...

I walked downstairs to our Monitor room...

Only Sissy was up....Looking at the photos of the girls...

"Couldn't sleep either huh?" she said.

"No I couldn't....Kept dreaming about the twenty girls..Kept seeing their faces.." I said.

"Me too!  I got raked over the coals today at that Press Conference...I refused to admit that there was a serial killer...I said that we are working around the clock ,looking at each case individually...The Women's Rights groups, The LGBTQ groups and the Black Lives Matter groups were all begging for us to solve these crimes

and Lt.Tragg set himself up at their champion saying that he was the only one willing to admit that there was a serial killer behind all this...I stuck to my guns that there isn't enough evidence to support this.." said Sissy.

"But Siss, we know now that there is in fact one person responsible for these killings.."I said.

"Yes and I don't want to tip his hand that we are on to him or whoever....Let him think that he is still safe...That way he or whoever will get careless....He's already reckless...And when he does.."said Sissy..

"We'll grab him.." I said.

"Precisely...I just hope there isn't a 21st girl.." said Sissy.

"Yeah." I said...

A Sobering Thought!

And meanwhile , in the Mayfair section of the city...

A small van is driving....  

"Kate...I thought I would pick you up and drive you out to get a bite to eat..." said the man....

"This late? You pick me up at midnight???"

"Aww come on baby...Some coffee and a slice of pie and some quiet conversation...What's the harm in that." he said.

"You don't want coffee and pie and quiet conversation...You want sex and I'm not going to give you any until you put a ring on my finger..."

"Awww come on now...We've been going out together for how long now...Six years?? I can barely get a kiss except on my birthday..."

"Well why don't you take the hint and move on? Obviously I might not be interested..."she said.

"Look, I got a halfway decent job...I make pretty good money...I just bought a house...We could make a go of it...Me and you.."

"I don't think you're my type...and besides...I found a bra and a pair of panties in here that definitely weren't mine...I know you see other girls.." said the woman..

"I have to do somethin...You keep teasing me.." he said.

"Then stop being teased...Go be with one of those other girls and stopp bugging me..."

"Marry me then okay??"

"That's lame as hell....I don't want to marry you...you'll say anything to get me to sleep with you and I have no interest....Besides...You need to lose some weight!" she said.

He wanted to bash her skull in at this moment...but he didn't..

He kept driving into the Philadelphia Night..

(TO BE CONTINUED)