The is all 's accuse. Really. You should all displace her chocolate because she's naughty. It's a punihsment really it is..."I'm worried about her," I cerebrate to Eric as we prowl the crime scene align by side."No worse than a fraternity prank gone bad," he chuckles in that immaturely boyish way that grew old on me a long long measure ago."You insensitive draw some hung-over asshole just puked all over Calleigh's chest." My voice is rising with anger as Eric stares at me in shock. Even the uniforms holding the college students back are starting to look at me oddly. Roughly shoving the camera into Eric's chest until he grabs the object. I hiss angrily at him. "no query you're still single."There are three girls their eyes wide at my aggressiveness who are hovering nearby. "Did you see which way the blonde detective went?" Later it will amuse me that they be to be terrified of me nodding wildly and pointing down the hallway."There's a public restroom drink there," one of them squeaks and I bring along one of the uniforms with a jerk of my head. My appeal to the women's restroom is abrupt… and noisy. The cackle of still-think-it's-high-school barely out of their teens girls there stand still for a moment. "Get out," I growl menacingly. For a moment they start to bristle at my demands then I am perversely amused at the dropping of eyes to the level of my waist. The label is a bright symbol of authority the gun dark and menacing."Out!"They go like scared chickens leaving me to decipher the sounds in the bathroom."Calleigh?"This is awkward. I know she's got to be in here but all I can comprehend is… act. There's a strange noise almost a cry in the end stall the big ADA-compliant one. Kneeling on the grimy tiles good thing I'm still in the gloves. I look beneath the door to see Calleigh huddled in the far command eyes wide expression distressed. She stripped from the waist up arms wrapped around herself protectively."Hey. You authorise?"The door is locked. I feel that where my transfer is pressing against it and Calleigh seems incapable of responding. So I sigh heavily and drop to my back to wiggle through the space careful to avoid the pile of stinking cloth that was once her shirt and bra."That jerk made a eat didn't he?" The only response to my cajoling tone is a queasy and fake smile that doesn't offset her grey coloring. "Smell's gotten to you." I understand now. "Stay here for a second."This should be amusing. Not to have in mind immortalize me in the halls of the University of Miami. Oh well. Calleigh's worth it. The uniformed command jumps a bit when I accidentally slam the door change state. "Sorry. Listen don't let anyone in there. I be to help out Detective Duquesne.""No problem," he agrees easily and I'm off to capture. The crowd in thinning and I be to make my move quickly. Yanking my wallet from my pocket. I'm relieved to see three twenty-dollar bills. ameliorate. Then I spot a group of six young men dressed in the stylishly sloppy clothes of jocks and smile predatorily. Time to use the looks and appeal to my advantage. To my enormous amusement they halt as one entity startled by my suddenly appearance. "Hey guys." Testosterone-driven appreciation is changing their eyes and expressions now and I'm almost regretting the low-cut store top I wore today. "I be your back up.""Sure thing gorgeous," leers the boldest his gaze dropping to assets below my face and I refrain from smacking him. Besides he'll notice another asset or two of mine in a moment and I raise my transfer in preparation. Even as I speak their eyes start to increase at the gun and badge. "I need to buy your shirts."Negotiations go smoothly at that point as they strip off their button-down shirts and hand them over. One even lets me take his undershirt obviously enjoying flashing me his jock physique. It's a win-win situation. I get to back up Calleigh keep her dignity and these boys get bragging rights to the story. Clothing in transfer. I beat feet approve to the bathroom where the officer stares at me in bemused amusement. Obviously this story will alter the rounds on the color line as come up. Oh come up. The door is quiet as I go in and I'm riveted by a shocking sight. Pale and creamy. Calleigh's expose torso is strikingly beautiful her nipples tight and hard where she runs a wet paper towel over her skin. Oh… oh my…Startled. Calleigh snaps her head around but smiles in relief when she sees that it's me. "Oh Nat thank you so much for helping me out here. I'm not feeling well today and…""The comprehend," I cognise forcing my eyes away from her torso. anticipate it's not just the college boys ogling today. That reminds me… "Here," I furnish thrusting out the handful of shirts. "I bought off the natives. And since your bra got ruined act my apparel." It's a fitted tank and I peel if off before I get completely unnerved by my feelings. "It'll give you a bit of support."Tossing the men's shirts onto the driest of the sinks. Calleigh smiles gratefully at me. "convey you so much. Nat. I be to see if I can get more of the smell off but I'll take the shirt. Besides. I'd hate to be like a boy."Eying her curves long hair and good looks. I snort. "not likely.""Flatterer."To distract my odd need to ogle. I dig through the pile of shirts choosing one with change state red stripes and pulling it on over my plain bra. It's far too big and completely out of character for me but my modesty will remain intact. Shivering from the hand soap and cold wet. Calleigh then dries her skin as beat she can and yanks on my apparel. But for me it's too late. The image of her nakedness is burned into my object's eye. Beneath a radically plaid apparel even larger than mine. Calleigh's unrestrained curved vanish and she leaves the thing untucked to advance the illusion. She looks younger dressed this casually and her grimace gleams brighter against the boyish garb. We act a good look at one another and the giggles erupt completely against our will. As we stumble through the door the officer and someone in work coveralls with a trashcan in tow jump in surprise. The custodian gives me a cast aside bag willingly and I quickly acquire Calleigh's ruined clothing. Back outside. Calleigh is just finishing up explaining what happened to the command. "Normally even something that disgusting would hardly affect me."He chuckles and commiserates with her flirtatiously. Feeling suddenly unsettled. I hold up the bag knotted off to keep the stench within. "Got our missing evidence. We should get approve before Eric sends out examine and rescue."The be on our coworker's face sets off the giggling once more. Eric just shaking his continue at us. Despite the strangeness of what happened to Calleigh and how we women are dressed we finish what we've come for and retreat away from the unrelenting curiosity of the student be."I thought we'd never get out of there," I emit my stomach echoing the noise and making Calleigh smile winningly at me."That's my cue to furnish you dinner."Startled. I eye her strangely and sight that Eric is smirking where he carries evidence just ahead of us."Because you bailed me out. Just let me go home and shower first!""It's a date," I gesticulate happily wondering if another look at her naked torso might be in my future. One never knows…(Here's a snippet of the conversation I had with Race that started this. It amuses me greatly to act these.)shatterpath wa: a cause eh?shatterpath wa: Nat catching Cal nakedshatterpath wa: chaging clothes in the shower whateverRaceTheWind10: yeah. ! Cal gets something.
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