Building a mystery (Kertaro & absinthe)
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				Title: <strong>Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 03:12:20</strong>
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				Leaning on his desk he sighed and then rubbed his eyes. Ever since making detective a month ago all it seemed like he did was file paperwork for the other officers. No partner was available for him as of yet and so he spent his time filing papers and answering the occasional bogus call. Leaning back in the uncomfortable chair he cracked his back and then set back to work. <br><br>Luke Belovich had wanted to be a cop since he was knee high. His father was a cop and so was his grandfather. Joining the academy out of high school he had started out loving being a patrolman, but after a talk with his Dad about walking the beat for the rest of his life he began to study for the detectives exam. Now at barely thirty he was finally reached what he wanted in his life. <br><br>He looks showed his Scottish roots as his hair was dark, but his facial hair was bright red. Keeping the short cropped beard per department regulations he was told by his mother it matched his blue eyes well. Taller then his father he had shoulders that made him look like a "brick shithouse" his captain said. Sitting at the desk for the last month all they had done is slump. <br><br>He had just decided to stand up for a cup of coffee when the phone on his desk rang. "Detective Belovich" he answered loving still the sound of the title. Writing down the address on a piece of paper he nodded. "Yes sir. I understand" Hanging up the phone he picked up the paper. Earlier that day there had been a high profile murder. Looking like possibly a wife murdered her husband in a rage. Now they needed to talk to the sister. He was not to interview just to go to her house and pick her up. <br><br>Easy enough, but at least he got away from the desk. Picking up his jacket he slid it on and headed for his car.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 03:36:57</strong>
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				Kera fumbled for her keys, her hands trembling she dropped them thrice before finally getting the door open.&nbsp; She ran inside, the door still ajar, and half fell half ran down the stairwell to the basement where she began to search frantically for her suitcase.&nbsp; It took what felt like eons before she spotted the familiar dark gene khaki and she grabbed her suitcase and ran up to her room, tossing it open on her queen sized bed.&nbsp; She ran her fingers through her long brown hair, hands still trembling, and closed her eyes letting out a long wavering sigh in attempt to calm herself down.&nbsp; It was no use.&nbsp; Kera&nbsp; turned abruptly and tugged open her dresser drawer, pulling out her clothes without much discretion, just wanting to be out of there as soon as possible.<br><br>Her luggage done she decided to quickly get changed.&nbsp; The image of her dying brother in law flashed before her.&nbsp; His blood had spurted onto the skirt of her dress.&nbsp; She shuddered again as the entire scene began to creep into her mind and shoved it back out.&nbsp; She didn't have the time.&nbsp; She pulled her dress off and pulled on a turtleneck sweater (http://img46.imageshack.us/i/anabeatrizbarros707102j.jpg/) and began to rummage for her jeans..<br><br>It was her birthday.&nbsp; She'd gone to her sisters house across town for her 28th birthday party.&nbsp; She'd gotten there early to help them set up: it was just going to be a group of friends, a few bottles of wine, dinner and a cake, but Kera hated being a burden.&nbsp; Her party never started, their friends arrived to Kera giving her statement and her sister, Samantha, being taken into a squad car--the house taped off--Brian, her husband, nowhere in sight.<br><br>She slipped her jeans on and buttoned them up, grabbing her suitcase she headed downstairs, grabbed her car keys and purse, and ran out the door.&nbsp; She opened the trunk of her light blue mini cooper to put her suitcase in...
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				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 03:55:45</strong>
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				Driving up and parking his car he was surprised the see a woman with a suitcase coming out of the address he was searching for. According to the radio chatter they were already interviewing the sister and wanted this one to cooberate her story. Parking the car a few feet down from the mini he calmly radioed in his arrival and then climbed out of the car. <br><br>Walking tall he approached the car as the woman was putting a suitcase in the trunk and he quickened his step. "Excuse me" he said loudly as he pulled his badge from his inner pocket. "Miss" he said calmly "May I ask where your going?" 
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				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 04:04:21</strong>
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				She jumped with a start and hit her head on the trunk door, scowling and rubbing her head she flipped her hair over her shoulder and stood straight to look up at Luke.&nbsp; <br><br>Kera raised an eyebrow--his face was familiar.. could it be?&nbsp; No.. surely not.&nbsp; There had been a boy in highschool who had had quite a crush on her who looked just like him; she'd never been interested in return but her friends had laughed about it with her at endless sleepovers.&nbsp; It <em>couldn't</em> be him--that guy in highschool wasn't bad looking, but she obviously hadn't been interested--and this guy, well.. this guy wasn't the sort you laughed about while eating cheetos and watching scary movies.<br><br>"Whats it to you?" she muttered, but as she said it his coat opened a little with the breeze and she caught a glimpse of his badge. "Fuck." there was a moments silence and then, without thinking, she shoved him hard and ran into her car, starting the engine and pulling out.&nbsp; <br><br>"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!" she cursed as she sped away, glancing in her rearview mirror to see if he was chasing her. "What the fuck are you doing?!" she screamed at herself, but kept driving anyway.
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				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 04:12:37</strong>
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				Meeting her eyes when he turned he had actually smiled. She was quite lovely and he was pleased that she seemed to notice him a moment. He was about to ask how he knew her when he shifted and placed his hand on his hip. He could see her eyes shoot open when she saw his badge and then next thing he knew he was stumbling back. Catching his heel on the edge of the sidewalk he slammed back and onto his rump. <br><br>Watching the car speed away he quickly rolled to his feet and ran to his car while pulling out his radio. Why the hell was she running if he was just supposed to bring her in for questioning. Throwing himself into the car and starting the engine he hit the red revolving ball and slammed down on the gas. Reaching for the radio he whipped around the corner and caught sight of the distinctive car. <br><br>Reaching for the radio he then stopped himself. First time he was sent out to bring someone in and they got away. No fuck that he was bringing her in on his own. Jamming his foot down on the accelerator he quickly closed the gap and was soon directly on her tail. 
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				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 04:28:38</strong>
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				She glanced at his rearview mirror and bit her lip--what was she doing?&nbsp; All she knew is that she couldn't let him take her in. <br><br>She had found out about her sister's affair a few weeks ago when she had stopped in unexpectedly and had found a stranger and her sister having sex on the dining room table.&nbsp; That man had been there when her brother in law died.&nbsp; Kera had watched as her sister plunge the knife into his chest: the man holding her back as she struggled to stop her in law's murder.<br><br>It had been Kera who called the cops, and now she knew she was in trouble--deep trouble.&nbsp; Oh, it wasn't the police that would hurt her--but she had to get out of the city and hide if she hoped to survive long, and they wouldn't let her.&nbsp; Kera swore once more as she glanced in her rearview mirror, seeing Luke tail her.&nbsp; She tried to push harder on the gas but it wouldn't go much further.<br><br>She got onto the interstate highway and sped.&nbsp; Sped faster than she'd gone before.&nbsp; Kera was lucky, it was late enough and remote enough that there was no traffic.&nbsp; There was no one on the road, in fact, aside from Kera and Luke.&nbsp; He was keeping on her tail with relative ease.. Kera knew it was only a matter of time before she ran out of gas.&nbsp; <br><br>She didn't make it that long even.&nbsp; She didn't see broken chair before it was too late; her car ran it over and a nail pushed into her rear tire.&nbsp; She screamed as the car spun out, still going over 120mph.&nbsp; The car swerved into a few bushes and eventually stopped.&nbsp; Kera clambered out, falling on her knees.&nbsp; She gasped for breath and then forced herself up, turning to the forest--madly considering running into them.&nbsp; She was wild with fear and some part of her even then knew that she was being insane... her entire system was in shock.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 04:39:34</strong>
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				When she pulled onto the freeway he swore. The traffic cameras ahead would get her and if not he was going to have to tell the highway patrol. Stepping on the gas he was just about to pull around her and try and cut her off when she swerved and skidded off the road. Jamming on the brakes he barely missed hitting her and then when she stopped he thanked his lucky stars. Skidding his car sideways he placed the car between her and him and then jumped out. <br><br>In the near ten years on the force he had only ever done this once before. This time was the first with a woman. Reaching into his jacket he pulled his standard issue glock from its holstered and leveled it on her. "Maam I want you to place lay down on the ground and place your hands behind your head!" he yelled clearly over the din of the traffic. His voice was even and calm and he even flipped the safety off on his weapon. <br><br>"Ma'am I will not warn you again please lay down and place your hands behind your head!"
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				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 04:43:00</strong>
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				She froze like a dear in headlights and then suddenly the rushing in her ears and the multitude of thoughts in her head all stopped.&nbsp; She lied down on the ground, the grass staining the knees and elbows of her clothes. She waited silently, now crying openly--what had she done?&nbsp; What was she going to do?<br><br>"I.... I'm sorry..." she sniffed, trying to stop the flow of her tears.&nbsp; "Please..." She listened to his footsteps as he approached her and looked up at his face, again feeling like she knew him and trying to shake the feeling--now was really not the time.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 04:51:34</strong>
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				Seeing her lay down he ventured out slowly from behind the car. Walking slowly over towards her he told her flatly "Remain on the ground Ma'am". <br><br>When he reached her he quickly kneeled down beside her. Holstering his weapon he quickly reached behind him for his cuffs. Unlike the old school cops now he had something called zip cuffs. Reaching out he took her hand and moved it behind her back. Zipping the right wrist up he then reached for her left. He was quick and professional as he secured her wrists and then he finally breathed easy.<br><br>Reaching down he took her wrists in one hand and her shoulder in the other. Helping her to stand he then turned her around to face him and he finally seemed to get a good look. He knew her right away. Now that he was so close he swallowed hard and quietly whispered "Kera?" 
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				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 04:58:44</strong>
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				He pulled her hands behind her and cuffed with zips.&nbsp; The zipper pinched some of her skin as it did up and she yelped a bit, her cheeks turning a bit red--some part of her had thought of the cuffs she had under her bed... god damn it what was wrong with her?&nbsp; He turned her to look at him and they locked eyes.<br><br>"Kera?" he said, looking at her with such intensity that she couldn't tear her eyes from his.&nbsp; <br><br>"I <em>do</em> know you" she breathed and paused, trying to remember his name... "... Luke" she stated, part question part statement.&nbsp; "Luke!" she repeated again, this time with excitement. "Oh thank god Luke--you have to help me.&nbsp; Oh gee.. oh gee" she said, realizing once more what she'd just done.. what had happened in that crazy afternoon. "Luke I'm really sorry.. you have to let me explain, its not how it looks... I'm innocent, I just.. Luke.." her breath wavered and she looked up at him with her big brown eyes "Luke, you have to help me.." she whispered.&nbsp; She was completely unaware of the fact she was making little to no sense.
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				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 05:05:56</strong>
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				Dear god it really was her. He could not count the number of times he had laid in his bed at night and .. <br><br>Shaking his head quickly he brought himself back to the moment. So he had had in custody his high school crush. How many times had he asked her out and she laughed about it? How many notes had he written even sent her flowers that one valentines day just to see her throw them away. Now here she was and he was barely even listening to what she was saying. Finally dragging his head out of the past he listened to her then held up her hands. <br><br>"Calm down Ma'am" he said the training kicking in as he looked at her. Reaching out he took her arm and then began to lead her back towards the car. "Lets just take a few breaths and think things through" He told her reaching the car he opened the back door and settled her on the seat. Looking at the way the sweater hugged her he swallowed hard and then held up his hands. <br><br>"Stop... .just tell me from the start what is going on" 
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				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 05:16:50</strong>
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				He sat her down in the backseat of the car.&nbsp; She looked up at him, collecting her thoughts.&nbsp; Her chest rose and fell heavily as she caught her breath. <em>I can't let him take me in--who knows what Samantha's said already, but I know it isn't the truth.&nbsp; God damn it Samantha.</em> she cursed her sister silently in her head and stood up slowly, realizing with a little discomfort how close she was standing to the officer--she hadn't realized their feet were so close when she had been sitting. <br><br>"Luke" she breathed, inches from his face "please... I can't explain here, but you can't take me in.&nbsp; I'll explain everything--just can we please get somewhere safe?"&nbsp; She peered into his eyes, begging him silently to do as she asked.&nbsp; "You can take me in after, if you feel you need to.." she added, hoping this would help convince him "I promise.. but give me a chance.. I'm in a lot of danger Luke... please."<br><br>Her perfume was still strong from what she'd put on for the party, now mixed with the scent of grass and the crisp night air.&nbsp; &nbsp;She looked his face over, a part of her still a little in shock--<em>this</em> is who Luke grew up to be?!&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 14:08:28</strong>
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				When she stood back up and he looked down at her he had more then a few unprofessional thoughts. He had lusted after this girl for years and when she started to speak it was like a prayer had been answered. So many years he had tried to figure out a way to make her come to him and beg him for something the way he had her. Now half a life later here he stood with the situation reversed. <br><br>The only problem was he was not as heartless as she was. <br><br>She said she was in true and real danger and for some reason he did believe her. After all it was his job to uphold the law and protect the innocent. He knew she was not so dangerous and now without her car she could not really run anywhere. Tucking his tongue in his cheek he looked away and tried to think. Damn she smelled good. <br><br>Sighing he pushed on her stomach and sat her back down in the car. Shutting her door he then got in himself. "Just shut up" he said as he picked up the radio. "212 charlie calling in. Suspect not at residence. Will proceed to do an area search and set up for possibility of return"<br><br>Listening to the response he clicked the radio off and then started to back up. Flicking off the red ball he turned back onto the freeway and headed away from town. What the fuck was he doing? Deciding right now was best not to think about it he drove in silence until he saw the neon lights of the motel. Pulling off the exit he pulled into the parking lot shut off the car. Finally turning around to look at her his voice was threatening. <br><br>"You try and run on me again and you go straight to jail. Now sit here while I get us someplace to talk" 
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				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 14:18:39</strong>
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				He pushed her back in the dar and closed the door.&nbsp; She squealed in protest "Luke! I'm begging you!" she insisted, now yelling..&nbsp; He climbed in "Just shut up" he said as he picked up the radio.. she bit her lip, watching him...<br><br>Relief flooded through her as she heard his message, she looked at him intently, mouthing "Thank you".&nbsp; She put on her seatbelt and let him drive.. As he pulled in to the motel she looked up at the neon sign and then at the back of Luke's head.&nbsp; Kera was about to say something but he cut her off. "You try and run on me again and you go straight to jail. Now sit here while I get us someplace to talk".&nbsp; She nodded quietly and pushed back into the seat of the car, looking back out the window.<br><br>As he left to get them a room her eyes trailed to a nearby room that was backlit by a horribly outdated lamp.&nbsp; The couple inside didn't seem to mind--they had forgotten to pull the blinds and Kera watched for a moment before looking away, blushing hotly.&nbsp; The woman's had a firm stomach, frilly lingerie, and a whip.&nbsp; Kera had enough experience with walking in on people's affairs to know to keep her eyes averted.&nbsp; She looked out the other window and saw Luke approaching.&nbsp; <br><br>He spoke to her and escorted her into a room, sitting her down on the edge of the bed.&nbsp; She looked up at him, to the lock on the door, and then back down at her lap... She breathed quietly, heavily, for quite some time--obviously collecting her thoughts, figuring out where to begin.
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				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 23:49:06</strong>
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				Paying cash for a room was what you did with a prostitute, yet here he was shoving a wad of bills at the leering and smelly clerk. Taking the room key he then started to walk out and turned around to face the man. He was peaking out trying to catch a look at his guest in the car and he simply shook his head. The man buried his face back in the nudie magazine he had been reading and ignored him. <br><br>Once getting her inside the room he locked the door and guided her to the bed. Pushing her not so gently down on the mattress he took his jacket off and hung it on a hook near the door. Grabbing the chair form the desk he spun it around and sat facing her. <br><br>She looked like a fly about to be eaten in the spiders web. Her eyes were darting here and there and she was nearly hyperventilating. Taking a slow breath he then spoke in a very soft tone. "Start at the beginning" he told her since it was an easy place to pick up. 
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				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 02:44:24</strong>
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				There was a long silence as she looked up at him, examining his features, slowly and carefully--not really thinking much of anything.&nbsp; And then she began.<br><br>"I walked in, a few weeks ago.. on my sister and a man, having an affair.&nbsp; I never spoke to her about it--I didn't know what to say." She paused, looking down at the back of her hands and then back up to him.<br><br>She reached into her coat pocket, taking out a packet of cigarettes.&nbsp; "You mind?" she asked, somewhat rhetorically.&nbsp; She took out a cigarette and lit it, breathing a sigh of relief she looked back at Luke.<br><br>"It's my birthday, you know." She said matter of factly, bouncing the hand with the cigarette thoughtlessly and then taking another drag. "I was at my sisters to help her set up for my birthday party.. just a dinner get together.. It was just me and her and Brian.. at least I thought it was.. I don't know what happened.&nbsp; I went to the pantry to take out a bottle of wine Sam said she'd been saving for me and when I came back there she was--gun in her hand, Brian dead on the floor." Kera's eyes welled up a bit and she began to lose her composure once again.. she took a long, desperate drag of her cigarette and looked to Luke quietly, her eyes filled with pain.<br><br>"The man she'd slept with was there too.&nbsp; He was standing behind her, and he turned to me when I came in and grabbed me.&nbsp; He was so angry.." Kera touched her neck where he'd held the knife to it, an absent gesture as her mind replayed the scene.&nbsp; "He threatened me.. he told me I had to take the fall, that if this ever traced back to him he'd kill me.&nbsp; I don't even know who he is.&nbsp; Sam tried to protect me, she made him get off of me--I ran to her bedroom and called the cops.." Kera looked up at Luke "I don't know what happened, I kept myself locked in her room, but I heard.."<br><br>Kera puffed at her cigarette quietly for a few moments, thinking.&nbsp; "I heard fighting, and I heard him talk about.. I know this sounds crazy, but I swear.. I think he's a drug dealer.. he talked about shipments coming in and how it was too risky, how he couldn't take her and it was her fault he was in this mess to begin with.. He left, I guess, because when I came out the police were there.. but I saw the look on my sister's face as she told me I had to take the fall: she was scared.. for me."<br><br>Kera shook her head "Every alarm bell in my body went off when I saw her face, more than anything else that had happened it made me realize I would either be in jail the rest of my life.. or dead.. I couldn't accept either, so I decided to run.&nbsp; And now I'm assuming he's after me, and here I am--sitting in motel six, talking to you."&nbsp; With that she finished her cigarette and flicked it to the carpet floor, smearing it out with the toe of her shoe.
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				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 02:55:58</strong>
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				Watching her light up he listened. Part of the training he had taken told him what to look for. Watching her body language he tried to judge as best he could how much she was lying or not. When she got to the end of her story he nodded. Standing up he walked to the door and leaned his back against it crossing his arms. <br><br>"Sounds pretty complex" he said trying to keep a professional mind about this. "So why not come to the officers at the scene and tell them this? I do not know how tough this guy thinks he is, but we are the police we can protect you" <br><br>Just as he was about to say something more the phone in his pocket rang. Holding up his hand for her to be quiet he looked at the number. "Shit" he mumbled. Flipping the phone open he said calmly "Yes Captain Miller". He looked at her as he listened and gave some small responses. Finally he locked his eyes on hers and his eyes turned steely.<br><br>"Yes sir. Well if her sisters says she saw her shoot her husband, did she give a motive" Listening a minute more he then spoke again "I see. Yes Sir as soon as I can" <br><br>Flipping the phone shut he placed it in his pocket. Keeping his eyes on her he sighed "They just put an APB out for you. Your sister has informed the police that you shot her husband as he was assaulting her. Seems that you walked in on an argument and decided to save her" Walking towards the bed he looked at her closer. "How about we take a ride to the station and we can talk to my captain about this?" 
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				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 03:09:26</strong>
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				"So why not come to the officers at the scene and tell them this? I do not know how tough this guy thinks he is, but we are the police we can protect you" He asked her.<br><br>Kera shook her head, and was about to answer as he got a call.&nbsp; She watched him and saw as he stiffened up and turned to her with cold eyes.<br><br>"They just put an APB out for you. Your sister has informed the police that you shot her husband as he was assaulting her. Seems that you walked in on an argument and decided to save her.&nbsp; How about we take a ride to the station and we can talk to my captain about this?"<br><br>Kera looked at him, knowing she was trapped in that room and her only way out was through Luke.&nbsp; "I've made a lot of mistakes in my life, dated a lot of low lifes myself--I know that when someone like this wants you dead, you die.&nbsp; Police or not.&nbsp; I'd never make it to the trial." She replied, anger beginning to fill her voice--after all this, <em>this</em> is how she was going down?&nbsp; By being taken into a police office.. she knew she should have run for the woods. "And don't give me bullshit about it, you know that someone in my situation--suspected by the police, wanted dead by some druglord--it's a <em>miracle</em> if they ever make it to the witness protection program."<br><br>She stood up, took two strides till she was face to face with him. "Fine, fine Luke just.. fine." She said, jabbing him in the chest with her finger, though her <em>fines</em> sounded more like <em>fuck yous</em> "Take me in, have me talk to your captain, and if I die my death is on <em>your</em> head." She turned around and went back to the bed, plopping herself down she shook her head.&nbsp; "What am I talking about? Who cares if its your fault if I die.. I'll be dead.. and I guess its not that I had much to do with my life.. but it was a life, you know? And I'm young, and I wanted kids, and to see Europe and..." She was obviously back in panic mode.&nbsp; She stopped suddenly and looked up at him.&nbsp; <br><br>"Luke.. I'll do <em>anything</em>.. I'll be in your debt forever, just.. help me."
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				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 03:20:51</strong>
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				Watching her come toward him he narrowed his eyes. He knew she was no match for him physically, but all the same he never looked away. Training does that to you. Watching her with nearly dead eyes he had heard it before until she begged. <br><br>Something in his mind suddenly snapped. Reaching out with lightning quick speed he grabbed her wrist and pulled her even closer to him. His face was mere inches from hers as he felt his control slipping away. "Help you" he said with more then just a little anger in his voice. "For years you tortured me, teased me, and made me feel like a worthless shit. I worshipped you and had you asked me to then I would have done anything you asked. Anything" <br><br>Tossing her wrist away then he raised his other hand and pointed a finger at her. "Kera I spent a large part of my teenage years being miserable because of you and now" Stopping he shook his head and closed his eyes. This was not him. He did not take out vengeance on people. Clenching his hand into a fist he shook slightly and swallowed his anger as he then opened his eyes to look at her again he sighed. <br><br>"Kera I'm a cop" he said flatly "I am sworn to uphold the law and protect the innocent" Stopping he licked his lips and then closed his eyes "As of right now that is you. I am not saying I believe you" Looking up he raised his eyebrow to make sure she got that point "But I am saying I will help you" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 03:32:22</strong>
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				She gasped as he grabbed her and pulled her in to him, feeling his warm breath on her face, as well as his hate, she started at him with wide eyes.&nbsp; He yelled at her and threw her wrist aside, she automatically cradled it herself but didn't budge.&nbsp; She was sure she was done for, and hearing what he said to her--she couldn't really say she blamed him.&nbsp; It was true, she had abused him countless time when they were teenagers.. but to her, that felt like a lifetime ago.&nbsp; She realized now that that life, to him, hadn't just faded away as hers had--his had stuck with him, and the pain she saw in his eyes.&nbsp; She barely heard him when he agreed to help her.<br><br>Timidly, trembling, she slowly brought her hand up to his face--almost touching it but then she drew back. "I'm sorry" she breathed--barely audible even to herself.&nbsp; "You.. wait you will?" she asked, incredulous, as it clicked.&nbsp; She was stunned--and hoped he had a plan, because she sure didn't.&nbsp; She'd hadn't really thought past fighting with him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 03:45:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaking her hand away he nodded. "Yeah" he said with a sigh. "Besides your sisters story has so many fucking holes. I mean where did you get the gun? Doesn't anybody care about what really happened or do they just want everything wrapped up in a bow" he mumbled mostly talking to himself. <br><br>Running his hands through his hair he tried to figure out exactly what to do as he breathed in and out. "Allright well what we need then" he said and then he turned and looked at her. Damn she still looked so good after all these years. He suddenly recalled the time he had followed her to the beach on his bike and watched her and her friends all day. He had been so sunburnt, but getting to see her play volleyball and then go swimming had been worth every ounce of pain. <br><br>Bringing himself back to the present he swallowed and then cleared his throat. Putting his hands on her shoulders he guided her back towards the bed and sat her on it. Pacing back and forth in front of her he started to think. "What we need more then anything is a way for you to prove you did not do it" Turning his head towards her he scowled "Had you come to me before going home I could have tested you for gun residue" <br><br>Stopping he turned to face her. Looking her clothes up and down he started to smile. "Is that what you were wearing?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 03:55:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She shook her head "no.. I was wearing a dress.. I changed.. it has blood on it--I ran to Brian and.." she trailed off and shook her head "I really fucked myself over, didn't I?" She looked up at Luke, and then crawled backwards so she was well on the bed and curled her legs up to her chest, hugging them.&nbsp; "It's just my word against hers.. unless we somehow manage to find that guy she was having an affair with" she added with a scoff.&nbsp; "Because finding him is obviously my safest option." she added sarcastically, mocking herself.&nbsp; <br><br>She was glad to have someone on her side, even if only temporarily.&nbsp; Samantha was all she'd had left in the way of family, and that wasn't turning out to be worth much.&nbsp; Something about not being totally alone in this world was calming Kera down more than anything else could.&nbsp; "Thanks" she said, with a sigh.. "for trying.&nbsp; Really..."<br><br>She shook her head and put her arms out infront of her "might as well just cuff me and take me in.&nbsp; I've practically framed myself--blood on my dress, running from the cops.."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 04:01:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her he felt his heart drop. She really was terrified and he could see it. Walking to the bed he sat down on it and shook his head. "No now calm down" he said and placed his hand on her head and stroked her hair softly almost absently. He wanted, no needed her to calm down. Having her so worked up was not helping him to think. <br><br>Moving closer he slid his arm around her shoulders. "Kera I need you to pull yourself together and think". He was speaking much softer now more in the voice one would talk to a wounded animal. "I need you to focus. The dress. What did you do with it? Did you hug... or touch your sister while you were wearing it?" <br><br>And then finally he added "And I want you to really focus on this. What was your sister wearing?" She smelled so nice he could detect the subtle fruit scent of her shampoo mixed with the smell of the cigarette and perfume. Trying to stay focused this close to her was hard, but it was the only way he could think of to show her she was safe. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 04:13:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kera let herself lean into Luke for support.. strangely enough she found herself yawning.&nbsp; His body was warm and he was so comforting.&nbsp; Her nerves had been going haywire for at hours and now that she was finally letting them stop it was like her body was shutting down.&nbsp; She shook her head, frowning, and tried to think.&nbsp; "I.. no, I didn't.. not really.&nbsp; That man, he jumped on me.. he pulled a knife and put it up against my throat.." she tapped&nbsp; her neck where it'd only just pierced her skin--not enough to pull more than a small dribble of blood.&nbsp; "Samantha pulled him off me and I ran.."<br><br>She thought some more, absently nestling her head into his chest--he smelled musky, she wished desperately she could just sleep for a few hours.&nbsp; He could hold her.&nbsp; She'd be safe then.&nbsp; She shook her head harder, frowning even more, trying hard to answer his questions.&nbsp; "Samantha was wearing a blue dress.. a cute one she got when we were shopping a few weeks ago.&nbsp; It was on sale.." Kera yawned.&nbsp; "I really need a coffee.." she murmured, her eyes fluttering "maybe I should take a cold shower.. or at least splash my face.." she looked to him for an okay--not wanting to upset him now that he was helping her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 04:24:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Listening to her fade he figured her adrenaline rush was finally wearing off. The body may be able to keep them going through extrodinary things, but it needed a good rest every now and then. Laying her back on the bed he stood up and got his coat off the chair. "Lay down for just a bit. Your body is trying to recover from the shock" he told her. Covering her up with the coat he then sat down on the bed and looked at his watch. <br><br>Shift change was in an hour. That meant that the new officers coming on would be taking in the APB to heart. This hotel would not be safe come the night. HE was sure the night watch had seen her. If she got hauled in now he also knew more then a few 'less then clean officers' who would not hesitate to take a buck for shutting her up. Reaching out a hand he stroked up and down her back absently as he thought. <br><br>Suddenly he was not thinking about his job. He was thinking about keeping her safe. For years he had hated her, but now looking into her eyes and being so close to her he just wanted to make sure she was allright. Thinking harder he then finally came up with an idea. It would probably end up costing him and if anyone ever found out it would mean more then his badge. <br><br>Looking over he let her rest and checked his watch. He would give her half an hour then they had to go. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 04:37:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She let him lay her back and almost instantly drifted asleep..<br><br>Strangely enough, her dreams had nothing to do with any of the horror she'd been through that day--her psyche took her back to the cuffs he'd put on her.&nbsp; <em>Only now they were the cuffs that were under her bed, and the two of them were in her bedroom..</em> Kera stirred in her sleep, her breathing getting deeper and her cheeks pink with color.&nbsp; <em>She felt the cold metal on her wrists, and the pressure of her body pushing down on her arms tied behind her back.&nbsp; Luke was ontop of her, she felt him run his fingers down her arm.&nbsp; She struggled halfheartedly as he leaned in..</em> <br><br>Kera woke with a start, it almost exactly half hour after she'd drifted off--she looked over at Luke, her cheeks still red. <em>Thank god he can't read my mind..</em> "Um, I need to go to the washroom.." she got up quickly and walked to the washroom, splashing her face with water before walking back out.&nbsp; "Sorry.." she yawned "I didn't mean to fall asleep.." she apologized, forgetting it was him who'd told her to take a nap.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 04:44:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had watched her sleep and as he had used it to build his resolve. She was terrified that much was true. The murder he was not sure on, but both his Dad and Granddad had told him "A good cop always knows whats the right thing to do". <br><br>Nodding his head he decided this was the right thing to do. <br><br>Watching her get up with a start he then stood and picked up his jacket. Putting it on he then reached behind him. He had used the only pair of zip cuffs he had so now he unfastened the metal ones and pulled them out. When she came out from the bathroom he held them up. "Kera" he said softly and walked towards her. <br><br>"I need you to trust me. I am not going to take you to the police, but no matter what you need to know what I am doing I am doing to keep you safe" he finished standing right in front of her. Reaching out he took her right hand in his and then closed the cuff on it. Turning her around he then easily grasped her other arm and pulled it behind her as well. Cuffing the other wrist he felt a small jolt that the mighty sex goddess of high school was not cuffed in front of him. <br><br>"I need you to put your head down like you are defeated when we walk out of here" he told her and then started to walk her back to his car. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>20-02-2010, 17:38:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she came out, he came at her with cuffs "Hey, wait, Luke?!" but it was too late, she had her hands behind her back.&nbsp; She was blushing furiously with anger and the fact that this was all a little too soon after that dream she'd had.&nbsp; She started to twist away from him "What are you doing?" she demanded.<br><br>"I need you to put your head down like you are defeated when we walk out of here" <br><br>"Not till you tell me what's going on!" she began to struggle against him, since he wasn't actually restraining her yet she managed to turn around till they were face to face and then, without realizing what she was doing, her lips were on his.&nbsp; She flickered her eyes open quickly and drew away. "I.. um.. I'm sorry.."<br><br>Now she was flabbergasted--there wasn't exactly any correct decorum for a situation like this. "listen.. um.. you.. just promise me I'll be safe and I'll do what you say.." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>21-02-2010, 17:31:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed him. Her lips were soft and shockingly his eyes flew open when she did that. He was already aroused at the feeling of having her in the room and when she had struggled a bit when he put the cuffs on he had to admit it was a thrill. <br><br>Now when she pulled back he could see that she was confused. Meeting her eyes he rolled his lips in feeling the kiss still as he tried to make his heart slow down. She was just confused and scared. It meant nothing. <br><br>It meant nothing he told himself in his head, but that did not stop the flash of anger. <br><br>The anger that after all these years he still held the torch and the anger over what she had done to him. Closing his eyes he drew a breath in and out and then his eyes moved up and met hers. He knew that some of the anger could be seen there as he leaned in to whisper to her. <br><br>"Look I can tell you I did not do a damn thing, but I am risking not only my career to help you but quite possibly jail time. So when I tell you I am going to keep you safe and to do what I say then you need to do it" he told her and finished by grasping her arm. <br><br>"Now lets go" he told her as he took her from the room shutting the door behind him. He walked her to the car and opening the back door he eased her head down as he slid her into the back seat. Starting the car he picked up the radio. <br><br>"212 charlie. Possible suspect sighting on freeway east of exit 217. Possible abandoned vehicle" <br><br>Listening to the response he then set the radio down and begin to slowly pull out of the parking lot. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 01:18:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She let him lead her out to the car and put her in the back seat.&nbsp; Sighing she leaned back and looked out the window.&nbsp; He was an odd one--she couldn't figure out if he hated her or loved her.&nbsp; She watched him as he drove, taking her time to examine every aspect of what she could see--meanwhile she went over what had happened in the past dozen hours or so in her head.&nbsp; That is, what had happened between them.<br><br>She had to admit, she herself had been rather hysterical.&nbsp; Now that she had rested a bit, and had some time to calm down, she was rather sure she didn't like her panic-stricken self.&nbsp; Even now she was pretty paranoid, but come on--after watching your sister murder her husband, getting attacked by your sisters lover, being framed by her, and then running away from a cop who either has it in for you or wants to be your hero--you'd be pretty rattled to.<br><br>And on that note, she was now relatively sure he was torn between two emotions a lot like that.&nbsp; Something in him hated her, deeply.&nbsp; Every time she directly asked something of him his eyes flashed cold and he stiffened up, barely concealing his hate.&nbsp; She shifted her weight, trying to make herself comfortable despite the cuffs.&nbsp; It wasn't working.&nbsp; She sighed, a bit louder this time, and went back to pondering.&nbsp; On the other hand, he was breaking a ton of rules, or so he said--though Kera didn't doubt it--just to take care of her: to keep her safe.&nbsp; She was pretty sure it wasn't standard procedure to lie about the whereabouts of the person you were supposed to bring in.&nbsp; <br><br>Kera rolled her eyes, perhaps at herself--perhaps at the day, and shifted her weight once more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 01:33:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking into the rear view mirror only occasionally he glanced at her and then shook his head. She was shifting and sighing like she was uncomfortable. Biting his tongue he tried to stop himself from snapping at her. He damn sure did not need her acting like he was putting her out. This was a hell of a risk he was taking and if she did not appreciate it then why the hell was he doing it?<br><br>Pulling down into a suburb outside of the city he headed down a back alley. The houses in this section of town were old and the alley was still dirt and not even paved. Pulling in behind an older house he turned the engine off and then turned around in his seat. "This was my grandparents place" he told her softly. "I inherited it, but it is too far from the station for me to live here. You should be safe here for a time" <br><br>Getting out of the car he opened the back door, but did not help her out. Taking off his jacket he reached in and then wrapped his coat around her shoulders. "Just in case I want you to look cold not cuffed" he told her. Helping her out of the car he walked with his hand around her waist to the back door. Pulling out his keys he unlocked the deadbolt and then walked her inside. <br><br>Once inside it was clear the house was well maintained, but empty. No lights were on and no sound came from the place. Turning the lock he finally breathed easy and then walked towards the living room. He ignored her as he sat down in a large easy chair and put his face in his hands trying to figure out why the hell he was doing this. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 03:47:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He put his coat over her shoulders and his arm around her waist, walking her into his grandparents house.&nbsp; She looked up at him, hiding her bemusement, wondering if he was aware that if you had told him as a teenager that ten years later he'd be walking her into his home with his jacket around her shoulders he'd have probably punched you for mocking him.<br><br>He left her the moment they were inside and went and sat down, head in his hands.&nbsp; Kera watched him, sympathy suddenly overhwhelming her--what a mess she'd gotten him into.&nbsp; He owed her nothing, absolutely nothing..&nbsp; She leaned against the door to close it, trying briefly but unable to lock it with her hands cuffed behind her.&nbsp; <br><br>Kera didn't know much about how to be a good person, but she knew that she wanted to repay him somehow, to let him know she appreciated it--and at this point in time there was really only one thing she could think of that she could give him.&nbsp; Not that there weren't selfish reasons for what she was about to do.<br><br>She walked up to him and knelt so that her knees were pushing his feet apart slightly.&nbsp; She tilted her face up to him.&nbsp; "Luke?" she said softly, unable to move his hands from his face.&nbsp; She kissed his knuckle gently and then shrugged the jacket off her shoulders so it lay in a pool at her feet.&nbsp; She wanted to apologize to him, to say something to make it better, but she'd learnt by now that words only made things worse between them.&nbsp; She kissed his wrist gently, her lips soft on his skin, her eyes focused on his hands, waiting for them to leave his face, hoping he wouldn't be angry with her for what she was doing.&nbsp; Given the night so far, it seemed like a 50/50 chance.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 04:01:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When he heard her voice he wondered if she was going to demand the cuffs be taken off. He was about to move to do so when he felt her lips press to his knuckle. He started a bit but only slightly. The touch of her lips like earlier had send an electric shock through his skin. <br><br>Swallowing he clenched his jaw. He had already told her he was going to help her, so why was she doing this? When he felt the next kiss on his wrist he could not stop the goosebumps that broke out on his skin. Straighting up he took his hands away from his face and looked down at her. <br><br>She looked so sweet and soft on her knees. Staring at her eyes he felt his heart soften. Inside of her and in those eyes was the girl who he had dreamed about for so many years. Swallowing he licked his lips. Opening his mouth to speak he found no voice there. <br><br>Clearing his throat he turned red and then looked away "Kera you don't have to do this" he mumbled thinking she felt obligated for him helping her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 04:13:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With his hands off of his face she gently kissed his chin, then his jaw, up to his ear.&nbsp; She paused, her lips by his ear.&nbsp; "I know" she whispered, deciding to leave it at that.&nbsp; Less was better, she kept reminding herself.. she bit his ear gently, and then couldn't help herself.<br><br>"You remember when you would sometimes watch me get changed, from the park bench?" she asked him, nuzzling his neck, her entire body pushing against his now since she couldn't do much else due to her lack of arms. "I left the blinds open and the lights on because I knew you were there.&nbsp; I was a bitch back then, and I'll apologize a million times but it wont be enough.. but even then I knew you were there."&nbsp; She stopped herself, realizing that she might've just upset him.&nbsp; She moved to try and kiss his brow but was too low for it, so she settled with the arch of his nose and leaned back.&nbsp; <br><br>"I won't force you.. if you don't want to.. I'll get it." she hesitated.&nbsp; Why was <em>she</em> the awkward one?&nbsp; Talk about tables turned.&nbsp; Kera tossed her head to swing her hair over her shoulder, her brown locks tumbling messily down.&nbsp; For the first time in what seemed like ages, though in truth it was less than a full day, she wasn't scared for her life--she was just afraid of rejection. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 04:27:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				How did she know about that? He had sat in that park across for her house so many times just hoping to catch a glimpse. On some nights she had given him almost the full show, but never had he gotten to see her naked. She had known about it the entire time. Some part of him again boiled with anger at her teasing, but then he thought about it. <br><br>No a true bitch would have only done it once. <br><br>Looking into her eyes he could see she was scared. The cheerleading, popular, stuck up snot Kera was afraid. He had been such a loser then and now here he was with all the power. Opening his mouth he took a breath. Blinking several times he looked like he was trying to say something, but it just would not come come out. <br><br>Reaching out suddenly his hand cupped her hair and he pulled her face up pressing his lips to hers firmly.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 04:36:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes flew open when he grabbed her hair and pulled her to him, and then she sighed softly and relaxed into the kiss, gently teasing her tongue at his lips and then into his mouth, moaning gently as she relied on him to keep her up--it was all a little too tall for her to manage on her own without hands to support her.&nbsp; She kissed him deeply, savoring the feeling and letting everything slip away around her. <br><br>She stopped, taking a small gasp to catch her breath: in her excitement she'd forgotten to breathe.&nbsp; She kissed his jaw again and then down his neck to the nook of his shoulder and then looked up at him suggestively, smiling faintly. "Want to take this somewhere.. more private?" she asked, glancing at the front window.&nbsp; Before he could answer she moved back to his neck, licking it gently with the tip of her tongue and then tracing a line gently, teasingly, up to the lobe of his ear where she nipped it playfully.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 04:45:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ass she broke the kiss his world suddenly came flooding back to him. Looking around he realized he had a handcuffed woman on her knees and was kissing her in full sight of the front sidewalk. Blinking he stood up and then reached down for her arm. Helping her to her feet he guided her to the bottom of the stairs. He stopped there and fumbled for his keys. <br><br>"I have to do move the car" he told her as he flipped through to his handcuff key. Finding it finally he unlocked her wrists and then set the handcuffs on the banister bottom. Turning away he started to move away and then stopped.<br><br>Looking at the floor he scuffed his foot and drew a breath. "I want you Kera. I wont lie" he said almost mumbling. "I have for years and I am sure you know it, but I did not get to this age being single on accident. I would never take advantage of a woman in desperate need. If you want me then want me for me not what I can do for you" <br><br>Starting to walk to the back door he added "If you still want me then the first door on your right at the top of the stairs. I will be back in ten minutes" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 06:01:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched him walk away... his little speech made her smirk--<em>perhaps he doen't know it</em>, she figured, <em>but he's not exactly undesirable.&nbsp; Ten years can really change a man.</em> She glanced up the stairs--first door to the right.&nbsp; She glanced at the cuffs and her smirk turned to a grin and she pricked the cuff off of the bannister and made her way upstairs, stripping off her sweater, her shoes and her jeans on her way up--leaving a trail of clothing for Luke to find.<br><br>She opened the door and looked around--the room was simple; pastel colored walls and a large king sized bed with a red and white quilt on the bed.&nbsp; It was obviously the guest bedroom, and good thing too--Kera wasn't exactly keening to have sex in a bedroom that had until recently belonged to elderly.<br><br>Something caught her eye and her lips curled devilishly.&nbsp; She walked over and picked up Luke's highschool graduation photo.&nbsp; She looked down at him "you know, I'm not sure why I didn't like you then even--for a teenager." She mulled over how life in highschool relied so heavily on what the select few football stars and lead cheerleaders decided.&nbsp; They'd quickly decided Luke wasn't "cool" and his obsession "pathetic" and so Kera had "decided" exactly the same.&nbsp; <em>Ugh.</em> She snickered a little--Tracy Morginson, the head cheerleader, was still working the checkout--so that really went to show what good teenage popularity was. <br><br>And Luke... well he'd grown up quiet a bit, hadn't he?&nbsp; Since highschool, that was.&nbsp; Kera thought over the way he made her feel--protected, beautiful, worth something... that, for all of how pretty Kera was it didn't do her much good.&nbsp; Men were interested in her body, but not much else--she was generally a notch in a guy's bed: part of the collection: a mistress.&nbsp; She glanced down at her own body: her long legs and firm stomach; her tan skin and full breasts.&nbsp; She was wearing a black silken bra and a matching thong that she was already getting a little wet just looking at herself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 14:44:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Walking back out and starting the car he could only think about her and her soft lips. Why did she want him now? All those years he had chased her and gotten nowhere. Had she given him half a chance he would have given her the world. No way any wife of his would be in the situation she was. Stopping at that thought he shook his head. Now why did he think of her as a wife? He guessed that was aprt of the reason he was still single. The minute he got with someone he was commited to only them. It was built into him and it had scared more then a few women. <br><br>Taking the car he drove it a block down to sit across from a local park. Calling in his time off on the radio he then got out and locked it up. It was not unusual for him to spend time at his grandparents. He was slwoly fixing the house up to sell. The only problem was that this was a weekday and he usually only came during his time off on weekends. <br><br>Walking up to the front door he did not care if everyone saw him alone now. Unlocking the door and walking inside his heart was pounding. What was she going to do? Was she just teasing him like she had for so many years? Shutting the door and lockign it behind him he looked at the stairs in the fading sunlight and saw the trail of her clothing. <br><br>Climbing the stairs very slowly he began to get a rush of passion and soon his body was full on hard. Reaching the top of the stairs he picked up her jeans and felt them like he could feel her warmth inside of them. Taking a deep breath he tossed them aside and moved to the door to his room. WHen he had stayed with them this was always his place and he always liked this room. <br><br>Standing in the doorway he looked in and waited to see what her first move would be. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 15:47:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She heard him behind her and turned to see him, flipping her thick brown hair over her shoulder. "Hey" she said, smiling, sauntering up to him.&nbsp; She swayed her hips as she walked, slowly; purposefully.&nbsp; This was a game she knew how to play.&nbsp; She dangled the cuffs off her index finger. "You know, I kind of liked these on." She said, winking at him before taking the final few steps to close the gap between them.&nbsp; <br><br>She put her arms around his neck and began to kiss him, her hand with the cuffs trailing down his arm to his own hand, giving them to him.&nbsp; Her free hand trailed down his other arm and then up his shirt so her fingers were resting on his chest.&nbsp; She shivered a little--a draft cooling her smooth, bare skin--and pushed in closer to him.&nbsp; "I'm glad to see you're as excited as I am" she murmured with a laugh, feeling his hardness pressed against her pelvis.&nbsp; Her fingers trailed down his chest, his stomach, and tugged gently on the waist of his pants.&nbsp; <br><br>Her body was warm with excitement, she could feel the dampness growing between her legs and she tugged him towards her again, more passionately this time, her lips closing in on his and kissing him, hard.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 23:45:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She certainly knew just how to move. The sway of her hips and her soft touch were combining to weaken any thoughts he had about not doing this. He stood there and let her kiss him and play her game touching him. His heart beat increased and of course just looking at her his body had responded. Her body was incredible and he again was reminded why he spent all those cold nights in the park waiting for one little glimpse. <br><br>Her hard forceful kiss finally snapped him. He was now lost in the moment and going to act on it. The handcuffs in his hand were cool and he squeezed them as his other arm snaked around her and crushed her body to his. Breaking the kiss he ran his hand up her back and then to her hair. Tangling his fingers in it he tugged it gently forcing her head back to look at him. <br><br>"You think I am going to just let you have your way with me?" he told her a small smile on his face as he stared into her eyes. Spinning her around he pushed her towards the wall of the room. "I have been waiting for this moment for most of my life and we are going to do it my way" <br><br>Kicking her legs apart he pressed her hand to the wall. "Now keeps your hands there and do not move" he told her. Setting the cuffs on the dresser beside him he took both hands and began to run them up and down her sides and then around her to her ass squeezing it with both hands. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 00:38:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned as he pulled her hair back, the feeling of pure lust flooding through her and turning her on as he held her crushingly to his body. "Luke" she gasped, as he turned her and pushed her to the wall.<br><br>"Now keeps your hands there and do not move" he said to her as he began to touch her.&nbsp; She moaned, tossing her head back, her hair grazing his cheek.&nbsp; She arched her back, sticking her ass out, making approving noises as he grabbed it. "What are you gonna do to me?" she asked, the smile clear in her voice--she was excited to see what he had in store for her. "I bet you've come up with some pretty naughty things for us to do then, with all that time." she teased.&nbsp; <br><br>To test just how committed he was to being in charge she started to turn to face him, to kiss him on his lips...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 00:48:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When she moved he reacted without thinking. Reaching up he grabbed her hair and shoved her to the wall. His grip was firm, but not harsh as he held her there. His other hand raise up and slapped her ass. He growled when he spoke telling her "I told you not to move" <br><br>Keeping his hand tangled in her hair now he yanked it back forcing her head to look up. Using his other hand he reached between her legs. He smirked at finding her body hot and her panties already damp. Taking two fingers he began to rub his fingers back and forth over her slit through her panties. <br><br>"So many times I pictured you coming to me and me servicing your every desire" he told her as he rubbed her cunt slowly. "But then time and time again you snubbed me. Each time the fantasies became more and more about me. Each time it became me the one who was more in control. By the time I really had sex with a woman I was a full fledged dominant controlling not only my pleasure, but hers as well" <br><br>Taking his hand away from her heated pussy he then released her hair and grabbed the cuffs from the dresser. "Now turn around and put your hands out in front of you" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>absinthe</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 01:20:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				she gasped as he shoved her and slapped her, she yipped and then laughed sultrily, enjoying the slap.&nbsp; She gasped again, but this time thick with lust when he slid his fingers down, rubbing her already damp panties and making them completely wet.&nbsp; She began to breathe heavily.&nbsp; Kera was completely turned on by his story--the idea of him fantasizing about her, of wanting her so badly he took control.&nbsp; As screwed up as their past had been, it had obviously shaped him into exactly what she needed: someone who wanted her so badly he'd take her.<br><br>He ordered her to turn around, so she did, her thick lips curled into a sexy, mischievous smile as she held her hands out.&nbsp; She licked her lips and bit them gently, watching him intently: soaking up every moment of it.&nbsp; "Should I take my bra off first?" she asked, her voice deep and sultry.&nbsp; Her fingers traced up her own firm stomach, grabbing her own breasts.&nbsp; One hand lingered on her bosom while the other went up to her neck, pushing her hair to one side.&nbsp; She combed her hair with her fingers, waiting for his permission, meanwhile still testing him--she liked how he'd taken control so firmly the first time she'd defied him and was looking for another thrill.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Building a mystery (Kertaro &amp; absinthe)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 01:36:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaking his head as he raised the cuffs he shook them at her. "You never did listen well did you?" he said while pursing his lips. <br><br>Reaching out he grabbed her right hand and yanked it down. Slapping the metal cuff around it he then shoved it up high on the wall. He had her pinned high as he leaned in and grasped her other arm and raised it up as well. "If you do not start listening better then I am going to be the only one enjoying what is about to happen" <br><br>Snapping the cuff shut around her left wrist he grinned. He had hooked her arms up and over a light fixture high on the wall. Now not only were her hands cuffed, but her arms were held up above her. Stepping back he ran his hands down the backsides of her arms and then down over her bra covered breasts. Dragging his fingertips down over her stretched tight stomach he then looked into her eyes and smiled. <br><br>"I own you right now" he said as he reached up and grasped her chin "So play nice" he finished by pressing his mouth over hers and kissing her hard presssing his body to hers and pinning her back against the cool smooth wall. 
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