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The Undercover Detective part 6
1st June
Sue's wake up routine was very pleasant and then I got myself ready for
work. The sun was shining and I was feeling good. I wore a shortish
flared tartan skirt and a short sleeved T shirt with a scooped neck line
Mary gave me a corset that had a softer line, but still got me down to 26
inches. I wore my best dangly ear rings, a silver bracelet on one wrist
and a girls watch on the other. My make up was bright and cheerful. My
toe and finger nails were painted and my hair was brushed to a shine. I
wore strappy sandals and felt cheerful meeting the day. I realised that
my legs were still a little pale, so I determined to get some sun bathing
done over the weekend.
At lunchtime, Sue and I met up with a friend of Jenny's who was deeply
upset and happy to talk about her friend. I found out that Jenny had been
excited about a man who had spoken to her about touring as a female
singer over the summer. Jenny had said that it could earn her enough to
cover her next year at college. It seemed as if the miracle man had seen
her perform her drag show. My next task was to see if anyone could
remember this mystery man.
The rest of the day flew by and it was fun helping all the customers,
young and old. As we neared six I went to meet Kate.
"Mike, this is the fucking limit. The last time I saw you, you were all
girly. Today you look as though you are enjoying every minute of it. What
are you playing at? Are you dating men yet? You have gone right over the
top. I never realised that my partner was a girly boy. I thought that we
had something good for the long term. I was obviously wrong. I am going
to have to go and let you find a life in your preferred sex. This is too
natural just to be undercover. Mike has gone. What do you call yourself
now, Mandy? I think I am going to be moving out of our apartment. I find
being around you very unsettling. I am going to move in with my sister
for a while. Where do you want me to send the keys to? I have taken half
of the money from the joint bank account. I am leaving you to sort the
apartment out. Thank god I discovered this about you, before we married
and had children. I feel a little sick, looking at you now and thinking
of how we were together. All that time you just wanted to put on a bra
panties and chase men."
Kate went on longer and it was a while before I could get a word in. She
did not listen and was not interested in what I had to say. After she had
left I expected to feel down and depressed, but all that I could feel was
relief. So much had changed in two weeks. I think that subconsciously, I
had dressed as a challenge.
When got back to Mary's we ate and then I wanted to go out and let my
hair down. Sue, as always, was up for it. I wore a skin tight dress over
my soft corset, a thong over my thong gaff and hold up stockings. My make
up was dramatic and I wore big hoops in my ears. Sue helped me put my
hair up and off we went. I had more to drink than was wise and danced
madly.
I was mad with Kate and I was thinking, sod her, I am doing this because
I was forced to and if I am going to do it, I will do it well. If I have
to be a woman, then I am going to be a convincing woman. I refuse to feel
guilty. It was probably the drink as much as being pissed off with Kate,
but I gave myself permission to enjoy playing the girl.
I found myself dancing with a good looking big guy, he was a good mover.
Later in the evening I found myself being in the clutch of a young man
who was grinding a large erection into my belly while kissing me. What
the hell, after Kate's outburst, I thought sod it, let's just see how
much fun this is. Once I let myself go, it was quite fun. Sue disappeared
with her man for a while and both young men asked if we wanted to go back
to their place. Sue was keen but I had had enough.
I discovered later that Sue had taken her young man outside and had
enjoyed sucking his very pretty, large cock. She could not understand why
I had not done the same. In my drunken state, neither could I.
June 2nd
Saturday morning, a lie in, so after Sue woke me, I returned the
pleasure. Sod Kate, I was quite happy with my new life. Lurking at the
back of my mind though, was the thought that I would soon have to return
to my normal life. A cold chill ran down my spine at the thought. In the
cold light of a sober dawn, my behaviour the previous night had surprised
me. I had kissed a man and enjoyed it. I had felt like a woman. What was
happening to me? I was worried that my situation was taking over. I
needed to be careful and conscious. Sue soon took me out of my mood and
worries were forgotten.
After breakfast Sue had me join her in the garden, for her Yoga routine.
This was followed by a loan of a bikini and some sun bathing. It occurred
to me that once my breast forms were removed, I would end up with a
strange pattern on my chest. It was not until much later that morning
that it occurred to me that the strap marks on my back and shoulders
would also look odd.
In the afternoon I had a rehearsal with Dolores and crew. It gave me an
opportunity to talk to people who had worked with Jenny. I enjoyed the
singing and learning to move as a Diva. I was starting to understand how
to strut my stuff and challenge the audience. Dolores was pleased with my
progress and said that I might be able to work one of the smaller venues
in a couple of weeks. I had the chance to check whether Dolores was aware
of anyone offering Jenny a tour over the summer. She said that she knew
of nothing but it might be worth talking to Maggie May, who had worked
with her on her last gig.
I rang Maggie and agreed to meet for a drink. Maggie was gold dust. She
told me that a strange man had approached Jenny after their last gig. He
had taken Jenny to one side and they had been talking in a very animated
way. Jenny had been quite excited afterwards, but would not say why.
Maggie's description was good, about five nine or five ten, dark long
hair that looked greasy and had been combed straight back. Slim with a
long thin face and a sallow skin and he walked with a bit of a stoop and
his head pushed forward. He wore a long black coat, even indoors. Her
overall impression was that he looked like a vampire.
It sounded like a strong possibility. I could not wait to contact DS
Waters. I gave her the description, the venue and the date. With any
luck, there would be CCTV in the venue and we could get a picture of him.
The DS, was not happy at being disturbed but delighted with my
information.
That evening, I had a session as a maid, serving at a small diner party.
I was just the help and the eye candy. I was hardly even groped. I
cleared up and home to bed. Sue arrived well after midnight, tipsy and
noisy. She stripped, snuggled up, gave me a big sloppy kiss and started
snoring loudly.
June 3rd
Sue was up and out before I woke. She was going to visit her sister for
the first time since leaving home. It was a big day for her. After
breakfast, I spent time in the sun, working on my tan. I practiced waxing
on myself, much to Amy's amusement and my discomfort.
As I lay in the sun, I reflected that I felt quite comfortable acting as
a woman. I had experienced little dissonance and hadn't had to think
about what I was doing most of the time. I wondered whether I must have
come across as girly before. I had never had trouble at school or
university. Nobody had ever implied that I was girly.
I could not understand why it was so easy and natural for me to play the
part of a woman. It had only been sixteen days since I had first worn
women's clothing and now I felt totally natural in them. I was starting
to wonder what I would feel about returning to my role as a male CID
Officer. It had suddenly started to feel that that was the alien role. If
I had to go back to being a man, I knew that I would have to spend some
of the time as a girl.
I pondered on Kate's attitude. I had loved Kate and had intended to marry
her. In the last two weeks, I had found out something about myself and
something about Kate. I realised that neither Kate nor I were the person
that I had thought we were. It was an eye opener. I now had an empty
apartment that I could no longer afford and no partner.
I needed to think about the future, but I could not make sense of it. I
knew that I wanted to stay in the police. I was also reluctant to give up
all things girlish. How could I do both? Wild thoughts swirled around my
brain as I lay in the sun.
In the afternoon I decided to go for a walk around the area where the
suspect phone had been recorded. I had a fairly good description of our
suspect, so there was a chance.
I spent three hours tracking round the small area in question. It
consisted of a block of five streets, two crescents and the main roads
that passed along each end. There was a small park, so I spent some of
the time sitting in the sun. There was no sign of our suspect.
I went back to Mary's and got ready for another practice session with
Dolores. The singing was easy. I could use my high tenor voice, in the
falsetto range and produce a good female sound. What I was having
difficulty with, was strutting my stuff in a bold enough, sexy way.
Dolores said that I was making progress. I needed to be able to get a set
of songs and chat together that would last about 25-30 minutes. That
would be enough for me to be the back up act for a show.
Maggie helped my performance no end and when we had finished she said
that she remembered something more about the man who had approached
Jenny. Maggie was sure she had seen him watching Jenny at the show they
had done at Mac and Mabel's the Friday before.
That evening we were all resident in the house and spent a pleasant time
gossiping, drinking wine and watching a weepy chick flick. It was the
first time that I could honestly say that I enjoyed a chick flick.
That night Sue cuddled up in bed and surprised me by asking if I wanted
to fuck. I was taken speechless. I had enjoyed our little wake up game,
but had never contemplated sex with a trans woman. It had been a long gap
now, since my last sex with Kate, but the leap was too big and too
shocking to contemplate. Having declined Sue's offer, though, I found
myself still contemplating it.
June 4th
I woke Sue up in order to show no hard feelings from the night before.
She then returned the favour. I had arranged with Mary that I would go
into the shop, a couple of hours late. I was meeting up with DS Waters. I
dressed for fun, with a RaRa skirt, a strappy top, with no bra, sandals
with two inch heels, dangly ear rings and bangles on one wrist and an
oversize watch on the other. I wore my soft corset under my top and it
reduced my waist down to 26 inches. My legs looked good with their new
sun tan and the nipples on my breast forms were very visible against the
fabric of the top. My hair was shining and up in a high pony tail. My
finger and toe nails were a dramatic red and I looked like a young
student who was enjoying life. It was a good job that I had decided
against a thong. My knickers gave at least some respectability with my
short skirt.
"Hi Mike, you look fabulous. I don't think I should call you Mike. It
feels wrong and someone might overhear. What name are you going by?"
"I am calling myself Mandy."
"Well Mandy it is. Oh, and by the way, you need to stop calling me Sarge,
when we are not in the office, it is Fran. How are things going? You seem
to be very comfortable as a woman. I should correct myself, you seem to
be having a lot of fun, that comes as a bit of a surprise."
"To you and me both, I was dreading dressing up and pretending to be a
woman. I was so lucky falling in with Auntie Mary, she is the Mother Hen
of all trans people. I felt comfortable presenting as female fairly
quickly and, I must admit, I am enjoying it. Don't let anyone at the
station know though, it would be the end of my career."
"Right, first I will bring you up to date. Johnty Burnham has been
charged and has been remanded in custody pending his trial. That is
assuming that his fellow inmates don't get to him first. He is the worst
sort of kiddy fiddler and murderer that there is. We suspect that there
are more than the two murders and two assaults, but he is keeping quiet.
Your reputation is high at the moment.
The other three cases have stalled a bit. We have not been able to get
CCTV footage of our suspect. The area where we think he may be based is
too big. We have tried a house to house approach, but without a picture
there are too many people to cover."
"I think I can help. I am reliably informed that our suspect was seen at
a club called Mac and Mabel's, the Friday before the murder. He was
dressed the same. If you can get a picture, I can check with my witness
to see if it is the right person."
"Brilliant, the CCTV at the bar was no good, this may be our break
through. By the way, the chief is looking very shaky. Rumour has it that
he is on his way out. His attitude to the younger, better educated
members of the force has been commented on, as has his attitude to
anything LGBTQ. The other good news is that DS Irani is going to be
promoted."
"That should be you. You are much more experienced."
"Bless you for saying that, but I have been offered promotion before and
turned it down. I had a life outside the force. Now I will need to get
our new lead under way. Seeing you now, Mandy, I hope that you will have
more time to enjoy yourself, before this adventure of yours has to come
to an end."
On the way back to the shop, I took a detour to think. I had to decide
what I was going to do. I had fallen into a pattern, which was fun. But
reality was going to catch up soon. As I walked, I was aware of some
admiring glances and a couple of loutish lecherous comments. If they had
known what was in my pants, the reaction may have been different.
When I arrived at the shop, Sue and I had another practice on the hair
removal. I was getting confident now. Mary said that I might be allowed
to work on a customer soon, under supervision. My facial hair was largely
gone now. There had not been much to start with.
When there was a lull, Mary sat the two of us down.
"Right you two, time for a serious chat. You have both settled in well
and I am pleased. I am happy for you to stay with me for the foreseeable
future. Mandy, you have found your feet very quickly and seem to be very
comfortable with your new life. I think that it is time for you to think
about seeing a doctor and a psychiatrist. If you want to continue with
this way of life, then you need to make yourself aware of the options
available to you and what the implications are of following those paths.
You also need to think about those that you have left behind. Is there
anyone who you should be getting in touch with? I will come back to you
in a minute.
Sue, you are nineteen and have a good brain. You have absolutely no
qualifications and, as far as I can see, no idea what you are going to do
with your life. I know that you want to complete your transition, but in
order to do so, you need to save a considerable sum of money. At the
moment, you are spending all your money on fun and clothes. That is OK in
the short term, but you need some plans. I want you to think what career
you would like to follow and find out what skills and qualifications you
need.
I am very happy for you to live here with me while you get trained for
your chosen career. I will not be happy if you are still playing the
dizzy girl in twelve months time.
Right, back to Mandy, if you want to be a woman full time and for ever,
you need to think of your future. You have a degree, what career do you
want. I need you to think about what you want to do."
We were both in no doubt that Mary would follow up this conversation on a
regular basis.
At Sparkles that night, I spent some of the time seeing if I could get
more information about the three victims. Part of the time I was fending
off the advances of "call me John" and others. The part that surprised me
most though, was finding out how many of the regulars were involved in
charities and organisations that helped and supported trans people both
young and old. When I enquired about the work, I was repeatedly made
aware of the number of tragedies suffered by trans people and the
challenges that they faced.
It was a pleasant, companionable and informative evening. When we got
back to Mary's, Sue informed me, with a wicked grin, that she had done
some exploring upstairs in Sparkles and had joined in some of the fun.
She told me that I shouldn't be such a scaredy cat and join in.
June 5,6&7
The next two days passed in a whirl. I practiced my singing and
performing, doing Karaoke at Mac and Mabel's. I worked in the shop. I had
another go on the hair removal with Sue and fretted about the lack of
progress on the murder case.
Mary is a wise old bird. She had sussed out that I had studied
criminology and criminal law at university and had not missed the fact
that I had been asking questions about the various murder cases. I did
not think that she had worked out that I was a policeman, but she had
realised my interest in crime and wrong doing.
She arrived back in the shop after lunching with a friend and surprised
me with what she had to say.
"I have just had a disappointing lunch with an old friend in the Met. I
had hoped that he would be telling me that the murderer had been traced
by now. How many more are going to be hurt before he is caught. I had
arranged to talk to him because I am concerned about people going
missing. There seem to be young men coming to London, to find a way to
become the girls that they are, and going missing shortly afterwards. I
know of two cases and I suspect that there are more.
Some of us visit the rail and bus stations on the look out for runaways
that need somewhere safe to stay, while they find their feet. Over the
last seven weeks there has been one sixteen and one seventeen year old go
missing. I don't think we even knew their real names. There are some
really nasty people hanging around, recruiting vulnerable youngsters into
drugs and prostitution."
"I didn't know that you were doing work with youngsters."
"Yes you did, I took you and Sue in."
"That is different."
"How? You may be confident now, but you were a mess when I took you in,
under three weeks ago."
"I suppose. Who were you meeting in the police, is he local, is he a
boyfriend?"
"Don't be silly, you cheeky cow, he is someone I knew from years ago. He
happens to be quite senior."
I got no more from Mary after that.
I contacted Fran to see if they had been able to get a CCTV picture of
our suspect, but he had been very aware and very careful. The only
picture was a back view from a distance. I chatted with Jenny's friends
but got no further.
I had a brainwave that our suspect must be making contact with his
potential victims in a number of ways. One thing that he had not seemed
to try so far is trannie or T girl dating sites. I started to put a
profile up on several sites. I used a picture that was of a blousy over
the top trannie and made the profile quite bold.
Sue discovered what I was doing and teased me for being a sex crazed
slut. I claimed that I was doing it for fun but she did not believe me.
The one lure that I thought would work, was to put religious references
into my profile. We knew that our suspect had a deranged view of
religion. I put in biblical quotes from the old testament and implied a
belief in fire and brimstone.
The responses that I got were hair raising. Some were fun, where people
assumed that my profile was a joke. I had an amusing internet chat with
one guy who was very witty and well versed in biblical studies. I suspect
that he might have been a vicar. I let Sue see some of the weirder and
funnier responses. There are a lot of strange people out there.
I had one cleaning job dressed as a maid. It was for an old boy who was
in an electric wheel chair. He was mainly house bound and I was a bit of
eye candy to lighten his day. We spent much of the day talking. He was a
nice, lonely old man. I felt that I had spent my time doing some good.
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