Investigative Mysteries [HeavenAbove and RainyHigh]
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				Title: <strong>Investigative Mysteries [HeavenAbove and RainyHigh]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainyHigh</strong> on <strong>02-12-2013, 01:56:59</strong>
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				Pia Brown (https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQqNIfH-3wVnKCf2ID9hkyHx-CxUYYQMtEHH_a5C354yI_VHro) was staring at the clock across the diner hoping it would be 2am soon. Her shift started at 4pm, and she only had three more hours to go until she was able to go home and sleep. Yawning, Pia covered her mouth and took a tray of food over to a table that was waiting. "Two eggs scrambled with toast, ham and sausage for the man in the plaid shirt. And one burger with fries and a drink for the man with the neon hat." Pia said to the men at one of her booths. She winked at both of them hoping the small gesture would pay off later. Just as she was about to head over to the kitchen, again George a regular to Dillon's Truck Stop and Diner tapped her on the shoulder. His hand moved south and spanked her bottom and Pia smiled at him. George was sweet in his own way. <br><br>"Pia, meet me outside." Pia nodded in return and went to the kitchen to tell Dillon she would be back in ten minutes. <br><br>"Hurry your ass back here; I've got people waiting dammit." Pia smiled at Dillon and walked outside to George's 18-wheeler. She got inside the passengers door and crawled into the cab where George was already waiting with his cock out. He was rubbing his semi-stiff dick and looked at Pia as though she were an angel sent to save him.<br><br>"Please, can you blow me instead of giving me a hand job?" George looked at her as if a puppy would that was begging.<br><br>"But George what--" Pia cut herself short. Asking about George's wife would not help him much. Instead, Pia nodded and unbuttoned her top. She undid her bra and placed it on the seat next to her. "You can touch my breast but don't go any lower than that." George usually followed the rules, he only ever messed up once and that resulted in him having two black eyes. Pia's skin began to glow slightly as she bent over Georges cock and started to lick the head of cock. She quickly began to suck his dick, bobbing her head up and down as she cradled his balls massaging them lightly with her fingers. George began to moan and Pia smiled around his cock as he began to pump himself in and out of her throat. The great thing about being a succubus was that she never had a gag reflex when she did oral sex on men. She thought she would but something in her body made it easier when it came to going down on men. Pia let his balls go and put her hands around George's thighs as he started to pick up his pace, leaving little work for her to do. He reached his orgasm less than a minute later and Pia began to suck his sperm, moaning at the substance. Sperm would give her at least 24 extra hours of energy on top of the 12 she got from kissing George after he reached his orgasm. Pia's skin glowed brighter than before, but George was too tired to notice. His eyes were closed and his cheeks were red. Pia smirked and buttoned her bra and shirt back on, leaving George along in his big truck so she could return to work. As she walked through the parking lot, her skin returned to its normal non-glowing state.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Investigative Mysteries [HeavenAbove and RainyHigh]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HeavenAbove</strong> on <strong>02-12-2013, 05:57:30</strong>
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				Being an undercover detective had its perks. You basically got to call your own shots, and do the work you wanted. Ben Hartley (http://i44.tinypic.com/zlz11z.jpg) was a man dedicated to the law, so much so that he had gone to great lengths for justice in the past. His track record was near flawless and he was often perceived as a no-nonsense type of guy. It had been a long day, running an undercover operation against a criminal mastermind who had his hands in dozens of different illegal activities. Ben was tasked with finding a way inside the organization and taking it down piece by piece. He decided to stop by and visit his favorite diner for a late night cup of coffee. <br><br>Sitting at the bar, he drank the steaming liquid slowly. He looked lost in his own thoughts, thinking about how deep he had gotten himself into the organization and wondering how much longer it was going to take in order to bring down the head of the organization and end the undercover operation. It wasn’t a matter of fear, Ben had grown beyond the fear of dying in the line of duty. After spending eight years in the military as special ops, being afraid of dying seemed almost pointless. Running a hand across his face, he rubbed his jaw gently, feeling the scruff along his neck and chin from having not shaved in a few days. <br><br>He was going to need a good night’s sleep after the day he had. Stifling a yawn with the same hand, he noticed something odd between a customer and a diner employee. The customer seemed overly anxious about something. Ben let the thought slide for several minutes while he nursed his hot coffee. The curiosity was getting the better of him and he let out a sigh of frustration. “Damn it.” He muttered to himself and took another drink before dropping a few bills down next to the nearly-empty cup and made his way out toward the back where he saw the man disappear. <br><br>Ben was usually one to follow his instincts, but even in the dead of night, he wasn’t sure exactly what he was looking for. The parking lot had only a few vehicles in it and a couple of big rigs that sat off to the side. His eyes narrowed as he looked for any sign that might lead him to the man’s whereabouts. He prayed it wasn’t drugs, he wasn’t a fan of dealing with drug addicts. They always had excuses and Ben knew they were usually full of shit. <br><br>Hearing feint moans, Ben cocked a brow in confusion and followed the sound over to one of the huge trucks. “What the fuck?” He mumbled quietly to himself, barely a hushed whisper. He decided to walk around the truck and that’s when he noticed a young woman hopping out of the passenger’s side and making her way back toward the diner. <br><br>Ben decided to follow her, he definitely had questions. Though lucky for him, it was so late he hadn’t even noticed the feint glowing coming off of her skin for a brief moment as she made her way back to the building. <br><br>He was several steps behind her when he called out. “Ma’am, may I have a word?” Ben asked politely. There were a lot of thoughts going through his mind, he had an idea of what happened, but he needed to ask a few questions first. The detective approached her casually, not wanting to give off any creeper vibes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Investigative Mysteries [HeavenAbove and RainyHigh]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainyHigh</strong> on <strong>04-12-2013, 01:45:49</strong>
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				Pia was going to go inside the diner but a male voice stopped her. She turned around and brushed some hair away from her face. Blinking her long eyelashes, Pia looked at the man behind her with sultry eyes. She was horny thanks to the intimacy in George's truck and the man before looked hot enough to eat. His face looked kind, rough, and experienced all at the same time. And his body looked healthy as he stood with good posture. However, his questioning tone seemed a little different from the usual tone she heard from most men that asked her questions in the dark of the night outside a truck stop.<br><br>"Sure. You can have a word with me sir." Pia walked closer towards the man and grinned. She was being friendly, but she wanted to see what he was going to say before she made any kind of contact with him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Investigative Mysteries [HeavenAbove and RainyHigh]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HeavenAbove</strong> on <strong>06-12-2013, 12:15:04</strong>
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				Ben approached her as casually as he could, a hand tucked away comfortably in his jacket pocket. He gave Pia a disarming, yet confident smile before stopping a few feet away from her, placing his other hand into the other jacket pocket. “I wanted to ask a few questions. There were reports of some strange noises back here. Did you hear anything?” He lied about the reports, but it was the first thing that came to mind. His eyes studied her intently as he tried his best to remain as casual as possible. He felt his shoulders relax a little as he tried his best not to look like a cop. Sometimes you couldn’t get away from something that had been a part of you for so long. <br><br>“Noises of a.. sexual nature? I noticed you were walking away from those big rigs over there.” He kept the accusations out of his questions, hoping that he could get her cooperation with what he was searching for. He didn’t entirely believe she was behind any of the noises. In his mind he knew those noises were of a sexual nature. Making false accusations and claims would reflect poorly on him and Ben needed this young woman to tell him everything she could without Bennett giving away that he was an undercover police officer. Though he had a feeling that wouldn’t remain a hidden secret for much longer. <br><br>He couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she was. She had a natural beauty that radiated off of her in waves. Ben was almost mesmerized by her eyes, soft, alluring, he wanted to get lost in them. He let out a relaxing breath, trying to steady his nerves. He never had a chance to completely rest while he was undercover, always watching his back, never sure if he was being monitored. <br><br>“I was just looking for a friend. I didn’t want her to get caught up in a bad situation, y’know?” He lied again, hoping to keep her talking so that he could gather the information he needed. The area wasn’t exactly known for its stand up citizens and model behavior.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Investigative Mysteries [HeavenAbove and RainyHigh]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainyHigh</strong> on <strong>08-12-2013, 01:16:37</strong>
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				Pia watched as the man placed his hands in his pockets looking more relaxed than her usual 'dates'. Then he mentioned reports. Pia stood straighter. He must have been some kind of cop if he was mentioning reports. Pia took a step towards him anyways, she was not sure why, but she felt like defending herself. She was overconfident after feeding, and perhaps she could seduce the man before her. Make him forget this all happened. Pia could get lost in his eyes so easily; they looked innocent despite his outer rough appearance.<br><br>"I was just talking to a friend myself. He needed some comforting." Pia stepped closer to the man, so close that she only stood about 12 inches away from him. "I was talking to him, and comforted him. Do you want me to comfort you while I talk to you?" Pia asked and leaned closer to the man with an innocent smile on her face. Suddenly she backed away and then flashed her teeth at him again. "It's dangerous around here." Pia believed that even though she was the one giving blowjob just mere minutes ago. But Pia was not paid money for her sexual favors, she did not need to worry. She could never do that after stealing a little bit of someone's life essence. She felt it was good to stick to the truth of the matter. "Well I hope you find your friend. If not, I get off work in about three hours; maybe I could help you find her." Pia winked at the man and then turned to walk away from the encounter. Still drunk off her feeding she sashayed across the paved asphalt parking lot making it look like some kind of runway.<br><br>
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