Detective's Blues

Joeshmoe547

Chapter two

Wednesday, June 30, 2001

 

I awoke with Janet's alarm clock buzzing in my ear. I rolled over onto my side to switch it off, and the feeling of my breasts shifting as I moved brought it all back to me. I was Bill Richmond, a prosperous Washington D.C. private eye. I was trapped in Janet Washington's rather voluptuous body and forced to assume her identity. She had left me a note saying she had left town, and I had no idea where she or my body could be. I had spent last night at Janet's house, getting to know her roommates. My lack of knowledge about Janet's life was hobbling my efforts to find her, and leading to some very strange experiences. I had a number of leads so far, but the trail was growing colder by the minute. Looking at the clock by the bed revealed that the time was 6:30 a.m. I stretched, luxuriating in the feel of the satin sheets on my naked body. An appearance at work in hopes that Janet might show up was first on my schedule. If she wasn't there by lunchtime, I would have to leave and begin following up other leads.

"First things first," I thought. I needed to take a shower. I arose from bed and paused in front of the mirror. It was still hard for me to believe that I was in the body of a beautiful, buxom twenty-year-old African American woman. Janet stared back at me from the mirror, dark, lovely and desirable. Turning to the left and the right, I examined my reflection. My large, firm breasts were capped by fat protruding nipples. My waist was trim, my belly flat, and my heart shaped ass sat atop two long and shapely legs. The body was just as I remembered it to be when I would ogle Janet as she worked in my office. Only now I was on the inside looking out.

I walked into her closet and looked through her clothes until I found a robe. It was rather short and very sheer, my dark skin easily visible through the gauzy white fabric. But it was better than wandering about in the nude. Donning the robe, I strained my ears as I left the room and walked down the hall towards the bathroom. Luckily I didn't hear my new roommates stirring, who I had both met for the first time last night. Lila was a beautiful brunette, curvy and exotic. Ron was a handsome broad shouldered blonde. In a way, he had taken my virginity last night, introducing me to sex as a woman for my first time. I wasn't sure how I would react to that memory when I finally found Janet and somehow returned to my male body. I decided it would be best if I left for the office before they awoke.

I ran the water in the shower and stepped in. The warm water felt wonderful as I slowly washed myself, exploring my new form. Taking the bottle of shampoo in my hand, I applied a generous amount to the thick mass of hair I had inherited from Janet. I had no idea how I was going to style it. I stepped from the shower and toweled myself dry, enjoying the feel of the terry cloth on my sensitive nipples. As I slipped the robe on and walked back towards my room, I could hear my new roommates talking behind their closed door. They were awake! I hurried back towards my room, intent on finding some clothes. I pulled open the drawers of the dresser and was trying to find something to wear when Lila knocked on the frame of my open door.

"Good morning Janet", she said with a smile as she walked into my room. To say the least, Lila was a stunner. Her shoulder length hair was jet black, her eyes as dark as midnight, and her figure was out of this world. She was wearing a purple teddy that left little to the imagination.

"Good morning," I replied, as I fumbled through the drawers of the dresser. I felt uncomfortable to be wearing so little in her presence, but she acted as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Her beautiful body distracted me from my search. As I attempted not to stare, she came up beside me and picked a lacy scrap of red cloth from the drawer. "I love the way you look in this one," she said, offering it to me.

I took it from her and examined it. It was a small red see-through baby doll nighty, with a matching thong panty. I had been looking for something that would afford me a little bit more coverage, but I didn't want to arouse Lila's suspicions. Under her watchful eye, I slowly removed the robe and pulled the silky garment on. The nighty was very short, barely reaching my hips.

Lila looked at me closely as I pulled the matching thong up my legs and announced, "Your skin is getting very ashy, Janet. Why don't you join us for breakfast and I'll rub you down with some lotion after we're done!" Not knowing what else to do, I agreed. With my tummy rumbling, I followed her, feeling the nighty swirling about me as I walked. But instead of going downstairs to the kitchen, we headed towards her room.

Ron was awake, and he greeted me from the pile of pillows he lay on. He was every bit the handsome, virile male that I had remembered. "Good morning, beautiful!" he said. "Have you decided to join us for some breakfast?" His eyes devoured my scantily clad form, and my heart skipped a beat as I recalled our activities of last night. Nervously, I looked around the room, but I didn't see anything to eat.

"Sure" I said, unsure about these people and the situation I was in. I had to play along so that they would think it was actually Janet inside of this body.

"You take the left side, Janet. I like to be on the right because I'm a southpaw", said Lila.

I followed Lila over to the bed, not sure what was going on. She lay down on the right hand side of the bed at a ninety-degree angle to Ron and rested her head on his thigh. I hesitated, not sure what I was getting into. Reluctantly, I lay down on the opposite side. "Where's the food?" I thought.

As if to answer my question, Lila pulled the covers down to expose Ron's flaccid penis less than ten inches from my very surprised face. Her small hand caressed it, causing it to inflate. It was soon at full length, reaching past his navel. The meaning of the term "breakfast" was finally coming clear to me.

Lila looked at me and winked. "My mother always said not to eat too much meat, but I don't think this is what she had in mind." His penis both awed and frightened me, and his male scent filled my nostrils. It seemed to cloud my reasoning, because before I knew what I was doing, my hand had slowly eased through Ron's curly blonde pubic hairs and cupped his sizable balls. Taking my unconscious reaction for eagerness, she pushed the shaft of his cock towards me and said, "You can go first if you want, Janet."

Once again my ignorance of Janet and her friends as well as my desire to return to my male body trapped me. I had to behave exactly like Janet so that they wouldn't think that something was amiss. "Its too late to back out now, and I can't afford to alienate these two", I thought. "If I'm going to find Janet, I'll need to do whatever it takes." Strangely, as reluctant as I was, my mouth watered with anticipation.

My hand took possession of Ron's penis, slowly pumping it up and down. It was warm, and the skin was soft. I looked up at Ron's smiling face, and he said, "It's not polite to play with your food."

I took his hint and pulled his cock over towards my lips. Sticking out my tongue, I sampled the pre-come that had gathered at the tip. It was just as tasty as I remembered. I stuck out my tongue again, this time to swirl it around and around the head of his penis. I was rewarded with a groan from Ron. My mouth engulfed his penis, and I applied suction as I bobbed my head up and down. I had to admit that I enjoyed the taste and texture of his penis.

"My turn!" said Lila, and she tugged it away from my clutching lips. She licked and kissed the head, then swallowed half of his rod in one gulp. She slowly bobbed her head, taking more and more each time she went down. I watched in amazement as she swallowed his entire cock down to the hairy root. Ron gasped and grunted as she sucked, involuntarily bucking his hips into her mouth. The next time she came up, I jealously grabbed Ron's erection at the base and pulled it towards me. I slurped it into my mouth and attempted to take it into my throat, but I was only able to take about half before my gag reflex kicked in.

Lila reached over and pulled our toy away again, and as her lips and tongue caressed Ron's cock I took the opportunity to run my hands over Ron's wash board abdominal's, muscular chest, and rock hard thighs. Never when I was a male had a hard, muscular body effected me this way. I couldn't deny that I found this beautiful naked man extremely attractive.

I turned my attention back to Ron's cock. Lila had stopped sucking and was licking the shaft like a lollipop. I joined in the fun, our tongues bumping into and sliding over one another's as we worshipped his manhood. We concentrated on the head, sucking and licking it as Lila pumped the shaft.

This was more than Ron could take, and he erupted first into my mouth, then onto Lila's face and then into her mouth as she pulled him away from my mouth and popped him into hers. I swallowed his salty nectar and looked for more. Lila was milking the last drops from Ron, so I concentrated on licking her face clean. She released her lip lock on Ron's penis and kissed me. I could taste Ron's semen on her tongue.

"That was wonderful, ladies", Ron said with a smile. "However, I'm disappointed with you, Janet. You didn't deep throat me like you usually do."

"My throat's a little sore this morning, Ron," I lied. He was right; I probably didn't suck cock as well as Janet. She had years of experience on me. If I were to keep this masquerade going, I would have to try harder. In the back of my mind, I wondered why the thought of sucking more cocks seemed to make my vagina tingle.

"I'd better get showered", said Ron, and with that he headed to the bathroom, leaving Lila and me alone.

Lila got up off of the bed and retrieved a bottle of lotion from the dresser. "Time to take care of your ashy skin", she said. "Take off your nighty, I don't want to get any lotion on it."

I sat up and pulled the baby doll over my head and lay down on my stomach as she directed, wearing only the red silk thong. She pumped a large amount into her hands, rubbing them together to warm the lotion. She then proceeded to slather it onto my back. My dark skin prickled with goose bumps as she stroked it in.

She kept adding more lotion and spreading it down to my arms, legs, feet and hands. I moaned as she kneaded my muscles, working the lotion into my skin. It felt wonderful to have her pamper me like this. Ron came back into the room, wrapped in a towel. My eyes followed him as I rolled over so that Lila could start on my front. I watched as Ron dressed his gorgeous male body in a military uniform. Janet's diary hadn't said so, but I had to believe that he was indeed in the army. His emblems indicated a rank of captain.

He watched as Lila rubbed the lotion onto my large, firm breasts. He adjusted his rising erection, and said, "I'd love to stick around and bang you two, but I can't be late. I'll see you girls tonight."

We said goodbye, and returned to my massage. Lila's hands worked magic on me, loosening up my muscles and relaxing me to the point of limpness. When she was working on my shoulders, she looked at my hair and said, "You look like you are about ready for another perm. I'll pick one up so we can do it tonight."

Lila was turning out to be a lifesaver. She pampered me, and she was willing to help me with my hair. I had no idea what to do with the long, thick mass of black hair that had once been Janet's. "All done!" she announced with a smile. She slowly looked me over and said, "I'd like to have some sex, but I'll be late to class." She pulled off her teddy, and standing before me in the nude, she asked, " Do you mind if I borrow some of your clothes?" Her body was incredible, and I wished that we did have some more time.

I was as limp as a noodle after she had rubbed me down, and in no position to refuse her request. So I followed her into my room, mesmerized by her swaying hips. I sat down at the dresser and began to brush my hair as Lila rummaged through the closet. She pulled out numerous dresses and outfits, holding them against herself as she looked in the mirror. Finally, she settled on a skirt and jacket combo, and hung it on the closet door. "I'll turn some heads in this little number." She reached back into the closet and pulled out one of the dresses she had rejected. "This one is for you! The men will be drooling when they see you in this one!" I wasn't so sure that was what I wanted, but I didn't want to make any waves. I had to act just like Janet. She took the brush from me and combed out the rest of my hair. Then she plugged in the curling iron and styled my hair exactly as I remembered Janet wearing it. As I looked myself over in the mirror, I decided that I was really starting to like Lila.

Taking her outfit, she walked into the other room to get dressed. I looked at what she had picked out for me. It was a short blue mini dress with a plunging neckline and a slit up the side. Quite a difference from the male clothes I was wearing just a few days ago. I sighed and got off of the chair. I looked in the dresser and found a matching set of bra and panties. I eyed the garter belts and stockings, a staple of all my male fantasies, but decided that I couldn't wear such ultra feminine clothing. I slipped on the panties, then struggled once again with the bra, finally settling my breasts into the cups. I put the dress on and buttoned up the front, admiring myself in the mirror. I noticed that the dress was cut so low, my bra could be seen.

Lila came back in fully dressed to see how I was doing. "That won't do, silly. You'll have to wear a shelf bra with that dress."

" Shelf bra?" I thought, "What is a shelf bra?" Luckily, I didn't even have to ask. She went to the dresser and picked out a white bra along with some very small matching panties. I undressed, examined the lacy bra, then put it on. The cups did not cover my breasts, but instead lifted them from underneath, leaving my nipples exposed.

As I pulled the tiny bikini panties snug against my vagina, Lila rummaged through the drawers and found the matching garter belt and stockings. With a smile, she handed them to me and said, "Put these on too! You look so sexy in them." She stood and watched as I pulled the garter belt around my waist and fumbled with the sheer nylons. I hoped that I was putting them on correctly. I hadn't wanted to wear such feminine attire, but Lila was watching me. As I drew the soft, silky stocking up my leg, she asked, "By the way, can I borrow some lipstick? I can't find mine."

I slowly dressed as she proceeded to use my cosmetics, and I watched her technique as she applied her makeup. I was going to have to do it on my own in a few minutes. Her face made up, Lila kissed me goodbye and said she would be back from class around 6:00 p.m. I snapped the tabs of the garter belt onto the tops of the stockings, and slipped the dress on once again. Looking in the mirror, I realized that I was a walking wet dream. The short, tight dress hugged my curves, and the scooped out neckline exposed the tops of my breasts for all to see. I could even see my nipples through the material of the dress. I picked up the lipstick off the dresser and slowly applied a coat as I had seen Lila do, then lightly applied some eyeliner and masquera. I didn't do as elaborate a job as I remembered Janet wearing, but I felt that the effort was adequate. I slipped on some heels I found in the closet and paced back and forth a few times to accustom myself to them. I could feel the stockings sliding against one another as I walked, and as I passed the mirror, I could see the top of one of them through the slit in the dress.

I still had an hour before I had to leave, so I lay back on the bed and reread portions of the diary. Before I had hired her, she frequently mentioned a "Mister H", as well as a "Charlie". After she started work for me, they were not mentioned. James, however, was. It appeared that he had started banging her almost the minute she arrived for work on her first day. No wonder she had never given me the time of day. I also noted that since she had moved in with Ron and Lila, she had eaten "breakfast" almost every day. The diary detailed Ron's penchant for bondage and the fact that he liked to dominate the women in his life. Lila was described as a submissive, the yin to Ron's yang. I pulled the Polaroids from my purse and examined them again. Thumbing through them, I came to the one of Janet sucking Ron's now familiar cock. I turned it over and wrote "Ron" on the back. I could now identify two of the four or five men in the pictures. The one woman in the pictures looked nothing like Lila.

I thought back to the sexual encounters that I had with Ron and James while in her body. Janet seemed to favor the strong, forceful alpha male type and for some reason, while I was in her body, so did I. It had been impossible to resist them. When these strong willed men had forced themselves on me, I had turned into jelly.

I set the diary back on the nightstand and headed downstairs. I could feel the garter belt tugging at the tops of my stockings as I walked, reminding me of my new position in life. I entered the kitchen and poured myself a glass of milk. Sitting down at the table, I pulled the morning paper towards me. When I saw the headlines, I choked on the milk in my throat and sprayed it all over the table. The newspaper read: "Senator Fairfax Caught in FBI Sting". I grabbed the paper and started to read, not wanting to believe it was true. As the saying goes, the shit had hit the fan. According to the article, the Feds had caught Fairfax red handed accepting a bribe from a member of the local teamsters union. There was no way that they could have known about his payoffs and where they took place unless they had been informed. Damn you Janet!

Senator Fairfax was an old client of mine. He was a senior leader in the Republican Party from a state that was over run by conservative Christians. Over the years, I had worked at digging the dirt that he had flung at his political opponents. In the process I had dug up quite a bit on him as well, but I had never revealed it. Instead I had stored it away in my confidential files for a rainy day. After stealing all of my files, Janet must have let the cat out of the bag.

She was doing a pretty good job of screwing up my life. Not only had she sent one of my best customers to jail, but she may have set me up for a fall as well. In the files was hard evidence of illegal activities done by my employee's and myself. I wondered exactly what she had released. I called for a taxi, grabbed my purse and headed out the door.

When the taxi arrived, I hopped in and began to mull over my options. Since I was now in Janet's body, I faced no problems with the police. I could forge ahead with my search, and only hope that if we switched back I could somehow get myself out of the situation that Janet had gotten me into. I would have to continue to fill in for her, and attempt to find and milk her associates for info. I had no other choice. Someone had to know how she had done this to me and where she was. I pulled out the address book I had found in her desk, and began to go over the names.

When the taxi pulled up to my office, I carefully got out so as not to expose myself in my short skirt and proceeded into the building. The guard at the desk did not smile as he did yesterday. Instead he waved to me, his face somewhat pale. "You're not gonna believe this", he said, "but the police are up at your office. They're looking for Mr. Richmond!"

I thanked him and headed for the elevator. For the first time I was glad that I was in Janet's body. It was the perfect disguise.

When the elevator opened, I could not believe my eyes. Uniformed policemen were stacking boxes of my files and records, apparently so that they could confiscate them. I saw a few of my employee's seated and talking to plain-clothes detectives. James stood nearby chatting with a few cops who I assumed knew him from his old days on the force. He was a very handsome African American male who had worked for me for a number of years. Since I had become Janet, I had gotten to know him better than I had ever wanted to. I walked out of the elevator and approached one of the officers. "What's going on?" I asked.

He countered with a question of his own. "Do you work here?"

"Yes I do," I replied. "My name is Janet Washington."

When he heard this, he turned and approached one of the detectives that were speaking with James. "Lieutenant Lorton, here's another one", he said.

Lieutenant Lorton turned, and when he saw me he quickly walked over and introduced himself. Asking me to follow him, he led me to Janet's desk. We sat down and looked one another over. I could tell that he liked what he saw, and I had to admit that he was pleasing to my now feminine eyes. He was a good-looking man, tall dark and handsome in an Italian sort of way. His eyes were dark, almost black, and they studied me intently. Producing a tape recorder, he promptly pressed the record button, smiled and said, "For the record, could you state your name please?

"Janet Washington," I replied.

"You were Mr. Richmond's personal secretary?"

"Yes, that's correct," I answered, wondering why so many police where crawling over my office with fine toothed combs. I had been involved in some criminal hijinks, true, but nothing to deserve the level of scrutiny that my office was getting.

"Miss Washington, we were told by your co-workers that you were the last person to see Mr. Richmond on Monday. Do you have any idea where he could be?"

I proceeded to tell him about the lunch Janet and I had shared, omitting the sex we had afterwards. I lied and said he had dropped me off at home after we had eaten. Out of my purse I pulled the note that Janet, in my body, had left on my desk yesterday morning. He looked it over and went to consult with one of his colleagues, asking me to remain seated at the desk. I worried that he might find some inconsistencies in my story. Too late, I regretted the lie I had told him to save myself some embarrassment. He returned a few minutes later with a stony look on his face. Glancing to the side at my employee's sitting near by, he asked me to step into my office for some privacy. He held the door open for me, then entered the room and shut the door. As soon as the door was closed, he grabbed me roughly by the arm and pushed me. "Put your hands on the desk", he barked. Startled, I set my purse down and quickly complied with his demand. He proceeded to frisk me, although I think groped would be a better term. My short, tight dress couldn't have hidden any weapons, but his hands roamed over my body anyway, causing goose bumps to rise on my skin. He slowly ran his hands down my stocking clad legs, then slid them back up and under my skirt, slowly feeling my ass.

"Put my arms behind your back," he ordered. I did and he promptly cuffed them together at my wrists. Thankfully, he didn't tighten them as much as he could have.

"Take a seat, Miss Washington" he directed. I sat down, and he looked at me grimly. "We know that you're lying. We have reports from Mr. Richmond's neighbors stating that you were seen leaving his apartment on Tuesday morning. Would you care to change your story?"

I was caught in a lie! He continued, "We could hold you for obstruction of justice. Do you want to come downtown and spend the night in jail, or do you want to come clean?"

"I can't look for Janet while I'm in jail!" I thought.

Feeling panicked, I quickly told him the truth about the night we spent together, only I told it from Janet's point of view so that he wouldn't think I was a nut. "He was gone when I awoke, and he must have gotten here ahead of me to have left that note", I finished. "I was too embarrassed to admit I was sleeping with my boss."

Lorton smirked and said, "You should have told the truth to begin with." He reached for my purse as he said this. He took it and emptied the contents on the desk. He immediately saw the Polaroids that I had left in the purse. I cursed myself for not leaving them at Janet's place.

He took them and slowly thumbed through them. "Look who's been a naughty girl," he gloated. "Are any of these men Mr. Richmond?" His eyes started to undress me when he set them back down. My face felt red-hot.

"No" I said, thoroughly ashamed. I could tell that he thought that I was a slut.

"Well, Miss Washington, this is your lucky day." He smiled as he stood up. "I could take you downtown to spend the night in jail. Or you can go free if you do exactly as I ask.

"Anything", I said, seeing a ray of light at the end of the tunnel. I had to be free in order to continue my search for Janet. He stepped closer to me and took my arm, pulling me up and out of the seat. He pulled me tight against him, my breasts crushed between us.

"You are a very beautiful young woman, Miss Washington," he whispered in my ear. "I wanted you from the moment I first set eyes on you. Thanks to your devious ways, you are going to make my dirtiest sexual fantasies come true." With that said, he lowered his lips to mine and kissed me. His hand held the back of my head while his tongue snaked between my lips.

My hands were cuffed behind my back, and I was helpless to resist him. As we kissed, his free hand ran down my back and squeezed my ass as he ground his crotch into me. I could feel his penis uncoiling against my belly, getting long and hard. I found myself kissing him back, welcoming his tongue in my mouth. He pulled his lips away from mine, and I panted as he slowly unbuttoned the front of my dress. He pushed it over my shoulders and it hung from my handcuffed wrists, displaying my charms for his pleasure. After being kissed so soundly, my nipples were becoming erect. He wasted no time in taking them into his mouth.

I weakly murmured "No…., please Lieutenant Lorton…., no….." as he sucked my nipples into rock hard points. My rebellious body welcomed this handsome man's touch. I could feel my vagina moistening. He stopped his sucking to look me in the eyes.

"My first name is Joseph. You can call me Joe, since you and I are going to get to know each other a lot better." Running his hands over my bare skin, he whispered "I want to try everything I saw those other men doing in the pictures." I guess the first thing he wanted was some oral pleasure, because he pushed me down to my knees. I looked up at him, and with a sneer he ordered, "Take off my pants using your mouth!" Once again I was forced to submit to another man in order to continue searching for Janet. Not only that, but I had to do it kneeling on the floor of my very own office. My mind objected to the thought of another man's penis in my mouth, but I had to find Janet, and the only way out seemed to be inside of his pants.

I leaned forward and took his belt in my teeth, slowly and clumsily pulling it through the loop and unbuckling it. His button I easily unsnapped, then I took his zipper in my teeth and pulled it down with great difficulty. He stood with his hands on his hips, watching with great amusement. I took his pants leg in my mouth and pulled, causing his pants to fall around his ankles. His boxer shorts were tented by his erection. Carefully I eased the elastic waistband past his erect penis and down to his ankles.

His erection was only seven inches long, short when compared to the other two penises I had seen while in Janet's body, but very fat. The head bobbed a few inches from my lips as I examined it. Without even thinking about it, I leaned forward and kissed the head. I leaned back, and a strand of his pre-come stretched from his penis to my lips. I licked my lips, savoring the taste.

"Take me into your mouth", he ordered. There was no turning back. I engulfed his member in my warm, wet mouth, sucking as hard as I could in an attempt to make him come quickly. After a few short minutes, I found I could just hold my head still as he pistoned his hips into my mouth. My hopes of ending this quickly, however, were soon crushed. Whenever I sensed that he was getting ready to cum, he would pull his wet cock out of my mouth and slap me in the face with it or rub it over my lips, cheeks and nose. My face became wet from my saliva after he had repeated this process a number of times.

He pulled out again, and pushed his cock so that the head traveled up my face to my forehead, and his balls rested on my chin. I understood his unspoken order and began to lick his balls, coating them in a thin layer of saliva. He groaned as I sucked them into my mouth and tickled them with my tongue. His balls must have been very sensitive, because with a low moan he pulled his nuts from my mouth and inserted his cock. I knew that he was very close, and my tongue and lips quickly carried him the rest of the way there. He erupted into my mouth. If Ron had been breakfast, then Joe was lunch. His semen was thick and salty, coating my tongue and the roof of my mouth. I accepted his seed like a gift from the gods.

I had to swallow several times he came in such copious amounts. I lovingly cleaned off any stray drops, and looked up at him for further orders. "That was good, Janet. Very good." He pulled up his pants and tightened his belt, then helped me to my feet. He spun me around and removed the handcuffs, remarking, "I'm going to need to question you further before I can write this off the books." I turned and looked at him with raised eyebrows. "You do realize that I have you down on tape lying to a police officer." .

"You said you would let me go if I did what you asked!" I protested.

"I said I would not take you to spend the night in jail, Janet." He smiled and handed me his card. "I also think that you lied about Mr. Richmond's whereabouts. I want you to call me Friday afternoon so that we can get together and talk. If I were you, I would think long and hard about who your friends really are."

He left the room and shut the door, and I sat down to collect my thoughts. I felt violated, shamed, humiliated, and incredibly aroused. Yesterday I had not yet realized the full implications of our body swap and the depths of shame and humiliation it would lead to. Janet had royally screwed me. She had stolen my body, ruined my business and set me up so that I was constantly being humiliated by the men who lusted after her body. What was worse, I couldn't help but enjoy the perverse acts I was forced into performing. I hated to admit it, but I felt like crying.

Gathering my resolve, I adjusted my clothing, picked up my purse and opened the door. The cops did not appear to be leaving any time soon and there was no chance that Janet would show up, so I decided to leave. I called for a taxi and started down to meet it. On the way out, I passed James and Lt. Lorton whispering to each other in the hallway. When James saw me, he scowled and fell in step beside me. He pushed the down button when we got to the elevators. "I know that it was you who was leaking the information", he whispered. "You and me need to talk, and I need you to tell me the truth for once!"

James was quick on the uptake, as usual. He realized that Janet had been the Judas. I could tell him what I knew, which wasn't much, but in doing so I would reveal that I was really his boss inside of Janet's body. I couldn't do that, especially after having giving him oral sex yesterday. It would be too humiliating. James obviously knew something that I didn't, and if I was lucky he might let something slip. I would have to bluff my way through this conversation.

"I don't know what you are talking about", I replied truthfully. Unfortunately for me, I really didn't know anything about Janet's betrayal or the events leading up to it.

"Don't be stupid, Janet. I happen to know that before you came to work here, you were Herndon's personal secretary and confidante. He set you up here to funnel information about Senator Fairfax back to him!"

My eyes wide, I turned to James and said, "You don't mean William Herndon, do you?"

"Of course I do! Who else by the name of Herndon do you know?"

Suddenly it was all clear. The man in Janet's diary who she referred to as Mr. H was the none other than the Ex-Senator William Herndon! Janet had obviously been the mole in my organization, and now I knew who had put her up to it. Herndon was looking for revenge!

Herndon, a Democrat, used to be Fairfax's main rival in Washington. He had paid me a lot of money over the years to keep tabs on him. I had tried for years to find something to smear him with, and about six months ago I had finally found what I had been looking for. Senator Herndon was a married man, and had always paraded his wife and children around during election years to show what a good family man he was to his constituents. I came to find that it was all window dressing. The dark secret I uncovered was that he was having an affair, and I caught it all on film. The pictures of him and his male lover were in the tabloids for months. He was voted out of office a short time later.

But how did he tie in with how Janet had swapped bodies with me, and why were the police so hot to arrest me, Bill Richmond? I was missing a big piece of the puzzle. The doors opened and we got on. James pushed the button for the parking garage.

"I have a taxi waiting for me out front, James. Could you hit the lobby button?" He looked at me and frowned.

"I don't think so, Janet. You know more than you are telling, and I intend to find out what it is that you're hiding!" I attempted to push past him and hit the button, but he was too strong. He pinned me in the corner and held me there as the floors flashed by.

"Let me go!" I screamed, but James just grinned. We reached the garage, and he twisted an arm behind me and forced me over to a car that appeared to be waiting there for him. I looked around, thinking to scream for help, but the garage was deserted. The driver saw him coming and popped the trunk latch from inside the car. James picked me up like I was a feather and tossed me into the trunk, then slammed the lid. I heard the engine start, and the car started to move.

 

End of chapter two

  

  

  

*********************************************
© 2004 by Joeshmoe547. All Rights Reserved. These documents (including, without limitation, all articles, text, images, logos, and compilation design) may be printed for personal use only. No portion of these documents may be stored electronically, distributed electronically, or otherwise made available without the express written consent of StorySite and the copyright holder.