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The Undercover Detective part 5
28th May
I awoke alone in bed and was disappointed that Sue was already up and
about. When dressing, my corset got my waist down to 27 inches without
too much pain. What to wear was a problem. I was running out of clean
panties, gaffs and bras. I had been wearing hold up stockings, but I was
running out of them. My legs were too pale to go without stockings, so I
put on some lightweight tights. I needed to think about getting some sun
on my legs. Selecting an outfit was a problem. I had worn everything that
I owned, at least once.
Make up was getting more straight forward. I found that I had created a
daily routine. Hair was a bigger problem. The easiest thing was to put it
into a high pony tail, but that was repetitious. I could wear it down
with barrettes to keep it off my face, but that was very basic. I needed
to learn some other ways of doing my hair.
After breakfast we went to Mary's shop. Some of the morning was spent
practicing hair removal on each other. Sue had already cleared my
moustache and much of my beard. I was running out of areas to work on
Sue. Mary said that we could be competent to work on customers in another
couple of weeks.
I helped some cross dressers and trans people with gaffs, wigs and breast
forms and some young ladies with dildos in preparation for a hen party.
At lunchtime I excused myself and met up with DS Waters.
"My god Mike, I nearly didn't recognise you. I thought it was an
attractive young lady. Your make up is perfect and your outfit is fun and
suits you. I like your hair style. Anyway, down to work. That lead you
gave us on the two children who were murdered, we have made an arrest.
Not only have we got good forensic evidence with a DNA match up, we have
opportunity, with him in the area and no alibi. It looks as though we may
have him for an earlier attack where the young boy was left for dead but
recovered. The poor child is still suffering trauma, but he did make an
identification.
"Well done, the Superintendent is delighted with you. The chief is still
on your case though. Any progress on the two murders?"
"Some, but not as much as I would like. I have found that Francine was
talking about leaving his wife and living full time as a woman. It was
not clear how he was intending to earn a living and where he would live.
I understood that he had been indulging in more and more sex and was
hoping to find a sugar daddy. I think that he had been using dating
sites, but I do not know which ones. If we could track down his phone, we
could get a record of who he had contacted.
"I am likely to spend some time at Francine's friend as a maid this week.
They have regular bookings with Mary. I hope to get more then.
"Tracy had a booking as an escort around the time of her murder. Her
friends had expressed concern, that, not only had she not gone through
her normal agency, but she had booked him directly. She had told her
friends that he had sounded a bit strange. If you can trace the calls on
her personal phone, we may have him.
"A couple of the girls have mentioned having problems with the guy that
they call the devil's vicar. I am trying to get more information on him.
It is possible that he goes to drag shows. That's all I have got for
now."
"That is great Mike. There is plenty to move us on. We were getting
nowhere trying to get information from these people, I can't blame them
for not trusting us. If you get anything more, ring me, if not, I will
see you here next Monday. Good luck."
When I got back to Mary's shop, we were busy for the rest of the day.
That evening we were off to Sparkles. I was much more daring and
competent in my outfit this week and did not book in to stop overnight. I
was confident to go there in my glad rags.
It was a fun evening. I got to meet those who were starting to become my
friends. I was introduced to Francine's friend Jane, who, although
dressed convincingly as a woman, clearly had a thing for the other trans
women there. She made her interest in me very obvious and even asked me
directly if I still had functioning cock and balls. It took a while to
talk her down to where we could discuss Francine. She told me that she
had been worried about Francine's increased promiscuity. She was
convinced that Francine had been taking on punters and had at least one
lined up on the night she died. She had got the impression that the
person that she was visiting lived within walking distance of Sparkles.
Beyond that, she could tell me no more.
I was finding it much easier to brush off the pick up merchants. In one
short week, my confidence had grown. "Call me John" tried again but got
short shrift.
Later in the evening, the larger than life form of Dolores Delights
spotted me.
"Mandy, I have been waiting for a call for you to come and audition. It
is doubly important now, because I have been let down by one of my best
girls. Jenny Wren was due to perform on Saturday and did not turn up. No
notice given and she is not answering her phone. When I booked her, she
said that she was giving a special performance in her flat before the
evening show, but would not be late. She even said that she was going to
be singing hymns for this guy, weird."
"I promise I will get in touch this week. Do you know where Jenny Wren
lives?"
"No, I have always contacted her by phone."
I was now worried for Jenny Wren and asked around if anyone knew where
she lived. Eventually someone said that she lived alone in a flat in a
house in Bing Street in Earls Court. It was a house near the end of the
road, at the junction.
It was well gone ten o clock by the time I could sneak outside to make a
call. DS Walters was grumpy and short on the phone, but became alert when
she realised it was me. I told her of my concerns and the approximate
address. It was probable that there would be a door bell with Jenny's
name by it.
I left her to it and returned to Sparkles. Over the evening I had managed
to find out two of the numbers of the burner phones that Francine and
Tracy had used.
29th May
My wake up call was very satisfactory, but Sue kissed me again and
transferred the semen into my mouth. In my surprise, I swallowed. It was
less disgusting than I expected but it still made me feel uncomfortable.
Sue told me not to bother shaving my legs, because we were going to do
waxing today. I dressed in a short strappy summer dress and wore my hair
down. Sue persuaded me that my ear piercings must be sufficiently healed
and that I could replace the studs with dangly ear rings. To keep her
quiet I agreed.
They were not fully healed, but comfortable enough. The brushing of the
ear rings on my neck was strange but nice. My corset had shaved another
inch off my waist. It was now 26 inches and the spare flesh was being
pushed up on my chest and down round my hips.
During the quiet early morning, Daisy gave us instruction on waxing. It
was painful but I was able to get my own back on Sue for her torture of
me. A bit of facial hair removal and then the customers started to pour
in. I was getting good at counselling and advising various types of
trannies. I was surprised how many customers there were.
Mary had told me that there were well over 3 million men in the UK who
wore some women's clothing some of the time. Of those, more than half a
million wore women's clothing often. Of those, more than 200,000 lived
most, if not all, of the time in women's clothing. A large proportion of
those who spent most, if not all, of their time dressed as women, lived
in London and Manchester. There were a significant number of the 200,000
who had either partially or fully transitioned. Mary thought that those
numbers were a big underestimate rather than an exaggeration.
Whatever the true numbers, we were busy.
Late in the morning I got a message to ring DS Waters and went out for a
quick break.
"Hi Sarge, what is the problem?"
"You were right to be worried. We have another murder victim. This time,
it looks as though a hammer has been used. We found the flat belonging to
Jenny Wren, also known as Thomas Wren. She had been murdered on Saturday,
probably late afternoon, early evening. She had the same carving but in
her back this time. Jenny Wren looked as though she was ready to go on
stage. She was on hormones but had not had any surgery done. She was
using breast forms to augment her figure. There was no sign of her phone
or tablet. The other people in the house were away, so, without your
alert, we probably would not have picked up on the murder for some while.
Of the other three residents, two were away with an orchestra. Jenny and
these two were all students at the Royal Academy of Music. The fourth
person was away on holiday. I suspect that the murderer must have known.
Forensics have come up with very little so far and the autopsy is
tomorrow. The super is singing your praises again and the chief is well
pissed off. The commander has heard about what you are doing and is all
in favour. We have poor relations with the trans community. We are
getting better with gay and lesbian communities, but we have work to do.
I will keep you up to date with our progress."
"I am more and more convinced that our murderer lives very close by, I
think in the Earl's Court area. I think he has been involved in the trans
scene and has somehow taken against it. I am fairly sure that a guy that
had frightened some of the girls is our murderer. He seems to be
youngish, probably under 30, about 5ft 10, slim built, but strong. I will
carry on asking around. I managed to get a burner phone number for both
Francine and Tracy."
"If you get a chance to mix with the Drag performers you might be able to
find out more about Jenny Wren."
"They have been asking me to audition."
"Go for it."
After I had passed on the numbers, I assured DS Waters that I would
audition. I phoned Dolores Delights and arranged to meet her at Mac and
Mabel's straight after work.
When I finished at Mary's for the day, I went for my audition. Dolores
was waiting for me. I agreed the song that I would audition and Dolores
briefed the small band. When I finished, the band and Dolores
complemented my singing. With my high tenor voice, I had no difficulty
hitting the whole contralto range, cleanly and with some style.
Dolores was less complementary about my stage presence.
"You need to be more overtly sexy. You need to be over the top. Higher
heels would help and you need to show more skin. Are you intending to get
implants and are you on hormones."
"I'm not on hormones yet and I have not decided about implants yet."
"They would certainly help. They would also help make your waist look
better. Hormones would make a difference to your figure too. I can use
you, but I need to get you moving more sexily and get your wardrobe
sorted, including some kitten heels."
We agreed that I would attend some rehearsals to brush up my act before I
went on stage for real. I was not sure what I was getting myself into,
but it looked like fun. I stayed for the early part of the evening but
was back at Mary's before it was late.
30th May
I woke before Sue and I thought that it was only fair if I returned the
favour for some very pleasant wake up calls. I slid under the bed clothes
and sought out Sue's cock. It was different because it was not large and
the ball sack underneath was empty. I took her cock into my mouth while
caressing her taint. I sucked and licked her flaccid cock and slowly it
started to become erect. It was only fair that I return the favour and
Sue woke, moaning with pleasure. She ran her fingers through my hair
while I worked hard to keep her excitement rising.
I caressed her bum and then played with her rose bud. My finger slipped
easily into her and the moans of pleasure became stronger. As I worked my
fingers into her she finally shuddered and came. The constituency of her
come was runnier than mine, but the taste was sweeter. I returned the
compliment by kissing her and spilling the come back into her mouth.
This was something that I had never done before. I had felt that it was
unfair that Sue had given me pleasure and I had not returned the favour.
I had done it out of a feeling of obligation, but I had to face it that I
had enjoyed myself. I was kind of shocked about myself, in that I had
blown my friend.
Today we were working at Mary's for the morning and then providing maid
service for a private party in the afternoon and evening. News had
filtered out about Jenny. Mary was heartbroken. She had met Jenny shortly
after Thomas, as he was then, had left Westminster Abbey Choir School.
Thomas had contacted the Beaument Society for help and Mary had been his
contact.
He had been a treble in the choir and an accomplished musician. He had
maintained his voice and it was clear that he could be a counter tenor in
addition to being an accomplished pianist. He wanted to be a girl.
Over the next two years Mary and others helped him become Jenny and
eventually get a place at the music college. Jenny was a shy retiring
girl and well liked by all. She was paying her way through college by
once a week performances as a drag singer and three nights a week singing
and playing in restaurants. Those that had known her were devastated. The
comment from everyone was that there was no way that she would have been
meeting someone for casual sex.
The morning went quickly and Sue, Amy and I got our Maid's outfits on and
were then taken by taxi to another large town house. We were shown in by
the caterer, who showed us what needed to be done with the food, when and
how it should be served and where.
I met the master of the house, a distinguished man of about fifty, tall,
well built, fit and I suppose some would have called him good looking. He
gave me instructions about how to greet his guests. The library had been
set up for cards, on three tables.
When the guests arrived, we welcomed them, served drinks and took their
coats. During the afternoon we kept the drinks flowing for this all male
group until they broke to eat at around seven o clock. All the time that
we had been serving them, hands had been wandering and the short flared
uniforms left us very exposed. Hands had strayed above my stocking tops
on several occasions. Sue had ended up on the knee of one of the card
players, much to their joint entertainment. She did not hesitate to
wriggle her bum on what was becoming an obvious erection.
After diner the cards continued and the drinks flowed. The cards started
to pack up and a few of the guests left. A couple asked me for my phone
number and whether I would be willing to meet them separately. I gave my
number to them on the basis that it may give me more leads.
As the evening wore on, both Sue and Amy disappeared for a time, with a
guest, while I kept the rest topped up with drink. At ten o clock we bid
the remaining guests goodbye and cleared up. The host was very pleased
with our services and gave us an extra ?50 each. When I checked with the
others Amy had pocketed ?400 and Sue ?350 in tips, for giving blow jobs.
I had just earned my ?200 wages and the ?50 tip.
Sue again quizzed me why I had not gone for a bonus. It was no different
to what I had done that morning. In fact she said it was much better
dealing with a large hard cock and bringing it to the boil.
That night I slept like a log. It had been a long day.
31st May
My turn for the wake up with Sue transferring semen in a kiss again.
Dressing for breakfast my corset was getting me down to 26 inches again.
This time it was much easier. I had become adept putting on my gaff. I
was finding that my balls were slipping into the cavities without pain
now. I had remove my breast forms with solvent and let my skin breath. I
felt strange without the accustomed weight on my chest. Putting the forms
loose in my bra helped but felt wrong. I had been going around with C cup
boobs morning noon and night for nearly two weeks. I missed them.
Mary told me that I could refix them that night or, if I preferred, in
the morning. Mary had a heart to heart with me that morning. When did I
want to see a psychiatrist? When did I want to start on hormones. Did I
want to start dating? Was I attracted to men or women? Was I happy?
She told me that I had the gift to be a natural counsellor and could do a
lot of good work for trans people through the shop. I had to admit to
myself that I was finding the whole exercise fun and exciting. I had
never ever thought of cross dressing before, but I was finding the whole
thing easy and natural. I didn't know what that said about me.
I talked to as many people who knew Jenny as I could, but could get no
useful leads.
I tried to get hold of Kate, but she would not answer me. I left
messages, but nothing in return. I left a message that I would be at our
normal meeting place at six on Friday and hoped to see her there.
I had a text from DS Waters to ring her, which I did later in the day.
"Hi Mike, good news on two fronts. We are making very good progress on
the Johnty Burnham case. He has been charged and remanded in custody. It
looks like two murders and two serious assaults are going to be chalked
off. One very nasty person is likely to be inside for a long time.
"On the other case, we have found two numbers that are common to both
Francine and Tracy's phones. We are still trying to get records for
Jenny, but hopefully we should have them today. We have picked one of the
phones up in the Earl's Court area. We have narrowed it down to a small
area. We are now checking all the inhabitants of that area. We have asked
for volunteers to come forward for DNA elimination. There are about fifty
males in the right age group. The team are checking on the back grounds
of each of them."
"Great stuff, it makes what I am doing worthwhile. It is my theory that
the murderer must have been on the trans scene at one time. They are
likely to either be or have been cross dressers or transgendered. They
know too much about the scene to be outsiders. I would look for someone
who has been a part and then turned against it, for whatever reason.
Asking your suspects what they think about the scene is obvious, but if
you can get them wound up, it could work.
"I am puzzled about Jenny, it would seem unlikely that she was meeting
someone for sex. There has to be some other reason why she had
entertained the murderer in her room. I have spoken to some who knew her,
I will continue to make enquiries."
"Good thinking Mike. I will contact you to let you know progress. You
need to stay undercover until we can make an arrest. I don't think there
is anything else that you can do in the short run. I will let you know
what we need."
I was back at Mary's for the rest of the day. Sue wanted to go out
dancing that evening and picking up men. I was not keen, so I ducked out.
Sue got back drunk and happy at midnight.
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