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I wrote this story when I was a young, new author, as a tribute to my
favorite kind of novel. I am cleaning it up a little bit, but bringing
it over here otherwise unchanged. It was pretty popular back then, and
if there is some interest in it now, I have a sequel in mind.
Murder in Pink
Tanya Lynn
I opened the door to my office and walked in. I said hi to my secretary
Carol and went to my private office with my messages. I needed to get
ready to see a client who wanted to see my partner. This wasn't as
simple as it seemed. I went to the bookshelf of my office and pulled out
my signed copy of Clive Cussler's Dirk Pitt Revealed and flicked the
hidden switch and pulled the bookcase out as the whole wall swung away.
I went into the hidden room between my "partner" and I's office and
started to peel off my clothes. After stripping down, I stripped down
and checked for stray hairs and took out my artificial vagina and put it
on. I applied the adhesive to my chest and applied my breastforms. After
putting on my waste nipper and padded panties and then put on a lacy
bra. It was already helping me to get into female mode. I put on a
camisole and half-slip and then a business jacket and skirt with suntan
pantyhose. I had hair that was fashionably long for a guy and short for
a girl. It could be brushed one way to be a guy, and the other to be a
girl. I went to the wall opposite the one to my office and opened
another panel. I entered the other office, a noticeably feminine one. I
closed the panel and called Carol on the intercom and told her I was
ready to see the client when she arrived.
At this point, I suppose you are wondering about me. My name is David
Scott Lamm, and I have lived as both a man and a woman since childhood.
My parents loved to both dress up and encouraged my twin sister and I to
do so as well. I never wanted to be fully one or the other- I just loved
having the best of both of worlds. Yes, we were known to switch with
each other, and while our parents could always tell, no one else could.
They were fairly well off, and there was no question about college. A
few close friends there knew about my cross-dressing, and somehow it got
out to a government agency that I won't name. Along with some of my
other talents, I had a talent for disguise. Of course, thanks to Mom and
Dad's belief in being able to protect yourself, both my sister and I
were black belts in Karate and crack shots with pistols and rifles. She
opted for a more peaceful occupation by going to law school, but I
studied Criminology and became an investigator and agent for the agency.
At age 23, I was already embarking on a career that would take me all
over the world. But, as I soon found out, I wasn't doing much to help
other people. One particularly brutal assignment that got a lot of
people killed in the name of changing one worthless government in the
third world for another, I decided to walk away. I was now 30 and with
my background managed to get a job with the Albuquerque police
department as a detective. Again, the bureaucracy did me in. They also
had no use for my cross-dressing, although I figured it would be great
in vice. That also practically got me run out of town. So, I decided to
hang out a shingle as a private eye. With my sister the lawyer's help, I
decided to create a fictional cousin as a partner so I could operate as
a man and woman. My past connections with the agency also helped. Tanya
Lynn Lamm was born. If I needed an actual person for a meeting for both
of us with a client, my sister would always fill in.
So, that's how I got to this point. Carol called and said that the
client was here. I rose and took her hand when she arrived and then had
her sit in one of my client chairs. She said that although she knew that
both my cousin and I would work the case, she preferred talking to me.
She was about 25 and dressed very conservatively. She wore no makeup, so
it was hard to tell, but I imagined she would be quite pretty if she
tried. I told her that all communications were confidential, since our
office worked under the auspices of my sister's law firm. She said that
she was actually here on behalf of her grandmother, who was the one that
wanted to hire me. She would only hire a woman, and all work by my
cousin had to be kept outside of the house. I said that was fine. I said
that we charged three hundred a day plus expenses. She asked that I come
to the house the next day for lunch at two and meet her grandmother, and
I agreed. After escorting her out to Carol where she gave her a check
for $3000 as a retainer, I went back to my office.
I changed out of the suit into a more casual blouse and skirt. I didn't
feel like changing and decided to stay as Tanya until tomorrow. I kept
separate apartments for both in the same building and went to her place.
I guess it sounds like I have a lot of money for a private eye, but you
have to understand that I put a lot of money away when I was an agent.
Now, I was able to do what I wanted, but to be very comfortable doing
it. I walked the short distance from the office building where my office
was to my apartment building, getting a lot of stares from guys as I
walked. I went to my girl's apartment and checked my mail and then
called my girlfriend Susan. You see, she knew about my dual identity and
acted as my best friend when I was being Tanya Lynn. We had planned on
dinner that night, and I told her I was staying as a girl for the
evening. When I was in character, I stayed there no matter what. I had
found this is why I never got caught. We went to our favorite Mexican
restaurant and had dinner. We went home and said goodnight. I slipped on
my favorite babydoll nightie and watched TV for a while and went to bed.
I got up in the morning and after making breakfast, dressed in a
business casual blouse and skirt, went to the office to take care of
paper work. When the time came, I went to my bookcase in the girl's
office and moved my copy of JA Jance's "Partners in Crime" and flicked
the switch to go into the middle room. There, I put on another business
suit and skirt and adjusted my makeup.
I then went down to the parking garage and picked up my Camaro and
headed out of downtown to the north valley. I knew the address was in
the richer part of town, but I had never seen this particular place. It
was a huge estate, and the house set up on a hill. You could have fit my
office and apartment buildings there. I was let in by a guard at the
gate and drove past what looked like a guest house that was under
construction. As I arrived at the main house, a servant came out and
took my car and parked it. a butler let me in and there I saw Diane, the
girl who had come to my office. She smiled and shook my hand and
escorted me to a parlor where an old woman of 85 or so sat in a
wheelchair. She told me that the only one she could trust was Diane. She
said that she knew that someone was trying to kill her and she had hired
me to find out who. She gave me a complete report that detailed all of
the members of her family and said I could read it later. I told her
that I had a friend with a great security company that could provide
security, but she said she felt hers was adequate. I said I would read
the report and return in the morning. We made casual conversation as we
had lunch and I left and returned to my office. There was nothing
pressing, so I took the report home and put on a tank top and a pair of
shorts and sat at my desk to read it. but, I started feeling feverish.
Soon, I was in bed with a terrible stomach ache and a fever of 102. I
decided to wait until the morning to call a doctor. In the morning, the
fever went down, but I still felt weak. I sat down to read the report. I
had just started when te phone rang. It was Steve Romeros, a friend of
mine, one of the few I had on the cops, and one of the few people who
knew my dual identity. He was a homicide detective, and much as I hoped
it was a friendly call, I suspected differently. I was right. He was
calling me from the estate I had been at yesterday and wanted me there
pronto. He wanted to know if I knew how my client had wound up literally
frozen solid since I had seen her yesterday. Especially since she was
found in a locked room with no possible way for anyone to have gotten in
or out.
End of part one
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