The Test Date

 "Ohhhhhhhhhh Kylie , I can't believe we are finally doing this.." moaned Karl as he slipped her thong down her naked body and grabbed her behind..

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Black girls have such exquisive butts....UMMMMMMM!" he moaned..

'You are such a racist.." Kylie said..

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! UMMMMMMMMMMM..I'm just enjoying this....ouuuuuuuu!" he moaned..

He turned her around and entered her doggie style..

"OUUUUUUUUUUUUU...OUUUUUUUWEEEEEEEEEE!" moaned Kylie...

"OHHHHHHHH YOU GORGEOUS BLACK- " he moaned..

"DON'T SAY IT....I'LL LEAVE RIGHT NOW..." moaned Kylie..

"You AINT goin nowhere!!!!" he moaned as they wound up on his living room floor and he pounded

inside of her with wild abandon...

"OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUWEEEEEEEEEEEE, OHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed to the top of her lungs...

"UGHHHHHHHH! WHOSE YOUR DADD? WHOSE YOUR DADDY?" he moaned..

"OUUUUUUUUUUUUU...YOU ARE...YOU AREEEEE! OHHHHHH!" screamed Kylie...

He stretched her out on his big couch and began to go to town... NINE TO TEN HOURS drifted by...

"UMMMMMMMMM DADDY!  DADDY  OUUUUUUUUUGIVE IT TO ME DADDY." she screamed..

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed out and began to cum to hard...he was weak...

He woke up alone in his apartment.... in his bed...He had dreamed the entire thing...He hadn't had a wet dream like this since he was 12.....

That was how bad he wanted Detective Kylie White...She had been resisting his advances for close to a year now...First it was that she had a boyfriend..Another detective on the Moon in Luna City....Then it was Jared.....

How he hated Jared.. Jared wasn't a cop...Just a jamolk who hung out at the same bar they both hung out at...

Jared bought her drinks, made her laugh and apparently went to a couple of movies with her and out to dinner and two nights before he killed him, had spent the night with her at her house...

With Jared dead , he had a straight shot to Kylie...or so he hoped..

II-

At our squadroom Kylie was talking to Monica and Me..

"Thank you so much for helping me guys...I thought I could solve this case without any help.."said Kylie..

"Girrl hush up...As many times as you've helped us on cases..."said Monica..

"At least one of us will have some clearence before Christmas.." I laughed..

"No progress on Freak Boy yet?" asked Kylie..

"No...We have a BOLO out on him...every roller has his photo and information...We have men in uniform and plain clothes stationed at the Bus Station, The Train station, Airports, Space Port and Aquaport....We've got the city buttoned up."said Monica.

"It's been three days since he escaped from prison and returned here... We know he stole a huge amount of money from that laundry truck driver..but he's got to be running out and now that we've found one of his hiding places..He's got to be getting desperate at some point...Running out of places to hide and running out of money...He's going to make a move..a big move and soon and when he does..We'll nab him.." I said..

"But whyyy? What is this all about?/ Why escape and come back here, which would be the first place anybody would look for him..??" asked Kylie..

"Revenge...He broke into Bonnie Peters apartment...We just missed him and thank goodness she is out of town..and we found photos of our house and Mo-Mo and me... He wants the people who put him behind bars..We've got four  two man teams guarding our house around the clock and Mo Mo and I are inseperable." I said.

"That goes without saying.."laughed Kylie..

"He's just hopelessly whipped is all...But you can't go with us this time doll baby...I'm goin in the ladies room with Kylie to get her wired up for tonight.."laughed Monica..

In the rest room....Monica fixed the bra that Kylie was going to wear tonight on her date with Karl Stradling. The Vice detective who has been overly fond of her to the point of stalking..

"Put these on...The wire we have in these could only be dreamed about by cops years ago....It's super flat and can't be detected...but can really pick up sound....and the one in your bra is even more powerful." said Monica.

Kylie went into the stall and changed into the new underwear and placed what she was wearing today in her purse..

"I like these....Can I keep them?" asked Kylie..

"Of course...It's not like we are going to issue this set to someone else.." laughed Monica.

"I know right?" laughed Kylie..

III-

The Bar was really jumping tonight...

A nice crowd was in the bar..

Detective Karl Stradling walked in, He looked at the crowd...

"What is this "Soul Food Night?" he asked and laughed..

"See that's why I can't deal with you...You're a not so closet racist....Does this many Black people bother you?" asked Kylie..

"Come Onnnnnnn, I work with Black people everyday....I'm attracted to you Brown sugar..." he said looking at her sexy legs adorned with Black Fishnet pantyhose...

"You clean up nice.." said Kylie, removing his hands...They were running up her legs....

'Stoppp, that's not going to happen... This is a test date, just to see if we can uh continue dating.." she said.

"Oh yeah...We can definitely continue dating...I told you...You should have gave me a shot instead of Jared.." he said..

''Why did you hate Jared so much?" asked Kylie..

as their drinks arrived..

"Because he had you....And I wanted you..." he said..

Unknown to him...Monica was in the crowd....hearing lots of thoughts and concentrated hard...sorting through them all and filtering them all out and concentrating on just Kyle Stradling...she was hearing his deepest thoughts and feeling his disturbing emotions...He was very sexually aroused by Kylie and wanted to sleep with her bad...He had in his possession a mickey that he intended to slip in her drink as soon as possible..Also at the mention of Jared's name, she began to hear his thoughts and she now knew beyond a shadow of a doubt , that he killed Jared...The murder weapon was his service revolver and he had been drunk at the time... This was very disturbing...She had to get to Kylie before she was drugged.

Back at the squadroom , Lt. Cotton and I were comparing notes..

"I'm surprised the department buried this... He was charged three times for stalking women that he had been involved with...All three women filed restraining orders against him...Yet he was only disciplined by the department once..A suspension...

In the Marines , it was the same thing...I found 10 complaints against him for sexual harrassment by 10 different women and about 7 article 15's in his records..It's amazing he got an honorable discharge.

And he was in three fights with guys he considered romantic rivals....none of the guys filed any charges against him...The department asked him to see a psych and get anger management training as well as attend AAA meetings about his drinking..He did neither to date.."I said.

"None of that proves murder...but I got something...Jared was shot with a Glock nine... Now you know that everytime you fire your weapon, you have to do an incident report.. There is an incident report for the night of the murder that justifies his weapon firing...He says he fired it during a raid..A Drug raid..

Only, the Sgt in charge says that there was no gunplay that night...That they arrested all of their suspects without incident.. It doesn't add up...That was around 11:00 pm... He went to the bar afterwords and drank heavily from what I hear."said Lt. Cotton.

"He's off duty...Do you think his service weapon is on him?" I asked.

"Probably....but I'm going to call his Lieutenant, see if he'll confiscate it for us...So we can check it."said Lt. Cotton.

IV-

At the Medical examiner's Office, Dr. Monique Cotton got a text..

"Sugar  Baby..I' going to be late...Mo Mo will be picking you up...Meet me outside.."-Frankie..

"Hmmm, why did Frankie  call me from a blocked number?" asked Monique..

She locked up and stood outside waiting..

She never saw the man slip up beside her and inject her in the side of her neck with a sedative..

She collapsed in his arms..

James Donnie Clark held her in his arms...

"Ummmmmmmmmm she looks just like her sister...Ummmmmmmmmmmm." he laughed..

The conversation was free flowing , as free flowing as the drinks..

But try as she might, she hadn't been able to get anything that sounded remotely like a confession out of Karl Stradling..

He didn't know she was wearing a wire...but he was smart enough to know that like him , she was a cop and worse, a homicide cop...Murder Police..

He was plying Kylie with drinks all night ...His goal was to get her back to his place and into bed...

He was rubbing her back and allowing his hands to wander down along her waist and her rear end..

"I told you it wasn't going to be that kind of party , now get your hands off my butt and stop staring at my boobs.."said Kylie..

"Relax Brown Sugar....can I help it if they're so, so prominent..?" he laughed..

"If you don't watch your hands ,I'm going to get up and this test date will be over."said Kylie..

He placed a Rum and Coke in front of her..

"You've been drinkin lady drinks all night...Here , drink this..and take your mind off JARED!" he said and laughed.

Kylie quaffed the drink down....she didn't know that it had been drugged...He had slipped a molly in the drink..

"I feel a little woozy...I-I feel a little weak..." she said..

"Here....Drink some water...Take this pill, it's like Aspirin..This will make you feel better." he said..

If Kylie hadn't been drinking previously she would have never of taken a foreign substance around this guy, who she knew wanted nothing better than to get her between the sheets....but she wasn't thinking and her guard was down..

"Ohhhhh my head feels heavy....the room feels like it's spinning around...."said Kylie..

"Come on...I'll uh take you to my place..Heh ,heh heh." he laughed..

"That won't be necessary...If Kylie is sick, I'll take her home.."said Monica, who had to show up..

"I don't think that will be necessary Detective Nellis...I have the situation in hand.." said Karl.

"I don't think you do...Know what I think...I think you roofied her....Did you roofy her/" asked Monica ,who knew he did because she had scanned his mind, but of course she couldn't say that, revealing she was a mutant and all she could do now is bluff..

"If I do a urinanalysis...I won't find any foreign chemicals in Detective White's  system will I?" asked Monica.

He was as red as a beet...but he couldn't say anything..

"Come on Kylie...I'm going to take you home.."said Monica..

"Mo-Mo....I love you baby..."slurred Kylie..

"Love you too baby." said  Monica as she helped Kylie up and out into the air..

Kyle was furious...Livid..He stomped his foot in anger...

As they headed back towards our house...Monica's phone rang

it was me..

"Babe!  Good News and bad News...The Good news..We got enough to bring Detective Stradling in...The bad news...James Donnie Clark has Monique...He called us..He wants a trade...Us for her...he said he'll send us information on where to make the exchange..." I said.

Monica's head was spinning...

She didn't answer ...She just sighed..

(CONCLUSION NEXT)