'Say my name, say that you love me,' Rachel says as I moan, 'Rach, I love you so much. I'm obsessed with you'.
She joins our lips again and pushes me against the cupboard as we both make out passionately. Then it starts getting hot, so I remove her jacket off as she vigourosly unbuttons my shirt.
I then proceed to remove her shirt and she is left with her bra on. We start kissing again as her hands clench my chest and my fingers linger around her waist and slowly move up.
She gives out a small gasp as my fingers linger around her bra strap and I snap it open. We stop kissing and she looks me straight in the eye and says, 'Are you sure you want to do this?'
To which I reply, 'More than ready,' and I slowly remove her bra off.
She starts blushing a little due to being exposed and I was getting hard. She notices and touches me, brushing the area which sends tingles down my legs. Then she immediately unbuttoned my jeans and removed it off.
She strokes it once more before I completely remove my underwear.
I start kissing her passionately while her hands roam around my body, touching places it shouldn't. When I'm weak for a moment, she finds the strength to sit on top of me. She removes all clothing and sits on my waist bare. I look at her with admiration, as if she is the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. It is true though. Then she starts stroking it and all of a sudden starts rubbing against me fast.
I moan and I could feel it getting hard. Then without a warning, I'm inside her, the both of us screaming and moaning in pain and pleasure.
Then I flip her onto the bed, spread open her legs and start pushing it in and out quickly. I start doing it faster and faster, the look on her face is absolute bliss. Then all of a sudden, she came all over me. As we are panting, she pulls me and says with the most cute and evil smile, 'Am I driving you crazy? Am I always in your head?'
I hear a beeping sound and I wake up to realize that it was all just a dream. I look down to see, yeah I am hard.
The dream had already happened in real life before, it was our first night together, something I would never forget. She had that look in her eyes that is still etched in my brain after so many years. It happened in my college dorm room. We were a little drunk and everything happened.
I still remember her vividly, her dark red hair, those tiny freckles and her strawberry pink lips. Her smile which could light up the whole room, it intoxicated me more than alcohol did.
I look to check my phone and I see 5 missed calls from Henry, then I check the time to see that it is 11 am. It is an 'Oh shit' moment for me and I immediately call Henry. He answers quickly and shouts, "Dude where the hell are you? Are you okay? You're usually punctual, what happened?"
I reply, "Oh my god, I am so sorry I slept through my alarm. I'm so sorry for this. It'll take me too long to get ready so how about you guys come over. I'll send you the address, just grab the recorder. I'll make lunch for you if thats okay."
Henry sighs and says, "Its okay, just don't give me a jumpscare like these again. Guy and I will be there in five minutes." He hangs up the phone and I walk to the restroom, to at least brush my teeth and shower before they get here.
I get out of the shower, the fastest one I have ever taken in my life and I immediately hear my doorbell. I go to my door in a towel and open it. Henry and Guy enter and Guy says, "Dude, you have such a nice house. You never told us youw ere rich, I thought your wife donated everything to charity?"
I reply, "I never said I did, she gave most of her incomes away and we thought it was good enough, I mean we gave $2000 away every month. And we both were in a high position, I still am, so we received a good amount. I saved it up and bought this for Rach."
They just nod with a sense of respect and sit on the couch. I say, "I'll dress and I'll get you guys some food or coffee."
They nod and I go inside my room to change into a shirt and some track pants.
I come outside and I ask them to follow me to the dining table where I offer them some freshly made coffee and I enter the kitchen to make three scrambled eggs. I serve them the food and Guy says, "Dude, you cook like incredibly well," to which I reply, "Its just scrambled eggs, anyone can make it."
Henry says, "Yeah but you make it like
your a chef. At the same time it feels like home." I just chuckle and say, "Well Rach could never cook so I did. She didnt enjoy it much but she did help me out whenever I was tired."
I sit down with them and as we finish, Henry takes out the recording device, his phone. All this time, he could record with a phone but he chose to do it with that big mike thingy. Amazing. Henry says, "Well its 12 pm already, let's get started."
I clear my voice and say, "So uhm-"
Guy interrupts and says, "If you're going to ask where we left off, I'll tell you. The last thing which you told was how you both confirmed that the Loo's and Theresa weren't the killer."
Guy knows me well, I'm proud of him. I continue, "Uh thank you. So, I'll tell you about how we got the CCTV footage from the guard. Rachel and I didn't ask the security guard, two others of our team went. They both usually don't do field work but we were kind of short on members since the suspect list kept on going.
The security guard was actually also a resident of the street. He lived in the very first house of the street and had a little cabin in his front yard. Initially when he moved in, he asked the community members if they wanted to hire him itself as the guard. We agreed as the amount to be paid was also less.
You might have thought that Whitestreet is where rich people live, but nope. The houses there were very small and most of the people there rented those houses. Rachel and I were broke at the beginning of our career, and the neighborhood altogether seemed cheap so we thought it was a good deal.
Well, the two officers, Alex and Samantha, we'll call her Sam for now, were the ones who interrogated Mr.Security Guard. I don't remember his name. Alex questioned him about his activities on Halloween day and night, to which apparently he said that he was full time at the cabin. Well, almost, here is the thing, Mr. Security Guard obviously is a human, bound to get tired at times, so he went inside his house during let's say 11:30 pm to take his pills, change clothes and poop break. By that time it was around 11:45 pm.
He came back out, but the killer and Alice hadn't reached our street yet. I mean, if they did then he'd have a clear show of the murder since the murder took place right in front of his house, on the road.
He said that after freshening up, he wanted to check on the party which happened in the street. In order to make sure that the kids didnt kill themselves from partying and to turn the music down a bit, he went to the house and was talking to the teens there.
So by the time he had come back to his cabin, at 12 am, nothing had happened. So he sat in his cabin, checking the only two cameras placed at the beginning of the street itself.
Eventually, he dozed off, and missed the whole murder. Apparently the guy sleeps with meditative music in the background. He couldn't hear any grunting or yelling at all. I mean, he was the first one to wake up and report the murder though
When Sam asked for checking the footage, he showed them, saying that one of the cameras had a loose connection due to rain. So before the rain, we were able to see him leave his house to go to the party. But after it started raining, one of the wires got water in its system and crashed.
So the footage which we got from the other camera was perfect, except it didnt show the killer's face, only the back. That footage is what we showed Kenny's parents while interrogating them."
"Oh damn, I can't get enough of this story," Guy says to which I reply, "Oh boy, there is so much more lore."
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