The Rush of the Game

Sweetp4u

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Bethany Smith (Beth)
28 years old
Long sandy blond hair.
Brown eyes
Athletic shape.
Widowed, no children.
5'7" 125lbs. Cat like grace, many martial arts training and areobics instructor durring the day.

IC:

There is something to be said about history. It has a funny twist and also gives plenty of reasons for one's actions in their daily routine of life...
History is what started this game and history is probably will end it.. If he can catch me that is.. Always loved a good game of cat and mouse.. And I loved to bait him..

Before I get into who he is I should give a little history shouldn't I? ;)

Back in highschool, the three of us, with many others, attended the same school in this same city. Rick, myself and Mark. All in different classes of course and different crowds. Rick was the 'bad boy' in school, sexy as sin and goin' no where.. Too bad I hadn't thought of that before it was too late eh? Mark was the serious one, dedicated to his jobs, his grades, his mother as well. Serious and utterly boring! Also a sexy guy. On the basket ball team, on the football team but also many school clubs as well. The all around high achiever.
Was I attracted to him? Yes. Did I act on it? Not really. I was a cheerleader and trouble on two legs. Loved to torment and taunt Mark although I was seeing Rick from freshmen year on.. It didn't stop me how ever, nothing could. I would flaunt myself around him, brush against him when he helped me in home room. I watched him at games and often would flash a little more. Cornered him once in the bathroom and pressed myself so far against him, I could feel his excitement building.
Alas, he grew to know my game and avoided me, it still did not stop the taunting...
Graduation day came and went, Rick and I married instantly, not bothering with college, I figured the 'rich boy-gone bad' would be able to take care of me.. If I had only known..

A year ago, after living on the edge for so long and part of his 'crew', Rick died in a high speed chase. He stole the wrong damned car at the wrong damned time and paid for it.. With his life.. I managed to get away with it, claiming no knowledge when the rest of the crew split to Chicago for safety measures.
I didn't miss Rick really, he was abusive and controlling half the time, but he was not too bad..After all he taught me all he knew about auto theft.. And so this opens up the next part of the story..
Areobic instructors did not make enough, the apartment was closed down for something out of code and I was forced to find new means of survival on my own. I took up where Rick left off. I made the nessecary contacts and got to work. Within a month's time I had enough cash to buy a home... But where did I buy this home?
Why right next door to my favorite play toy... Mark Johnson. Detective Mark Johnson.. The same detective who busted Rick a year ago. Why you ask? Because it's a game you see.. One I just can't seem to give up without a fight. Tormenting Mark.. It may be crazy, hell it is down right nuts living next to the detective in charge of auto thefts in this city... But I was a risky gal, and I loved a challenge!
Moving in did not take long and for two days and nights I did not see Mark at all. His home was empty and he had no kids, I assumed he was still single and still over working to bust the 'teen agers' who kept stealing cars. He had no idea I was still in town, he hadn't seen me in that years time, boy was he in for a shocking revelation!
Standing by the front window, I gazed past the curtains as Mark exited his car and walked up the steps to his front door. standing well over six foot, he still looked as good as he did 10 years ago on graduation day.
Swirling my mixed drink in hand, I smiled as I let the curtains fall back into place, hiding me from his view.
"Let the games begin..." I murmured to no one, a sassy smile curving my lips as I backed away from the window.. Tonights target.. A dodge viper.. A prominant lawyer's dodge viper.. I shivered with anticipation, I could hardly wait!


ooc: Detective Johnson will be played by Mikeylikesit
 
OOC: Thanks Sweetp hope I can be entertaining

IC:
Walking into the office another day. Six months of boring cases. Uniform division doing the preliminary reports me follow-up and notification. Damn life had been boring lately.

Walking to my desk seeing two new files on the desk. First one routine simple joy riding case. Three kids stealing a friends Honda and running all over town, kids will they ever learn? I will type the follow-up and that will be done.

Opening the second report I notice it’s a stolen Porsche. Reviewing it brings back memories something familiar about this boost. Have to start on this one in the morning its late I have not been home early all week. Think I will call it a day.

Walking to the police garage getting into my Corvette, Sgt. Harris walks up and says“You think a auto theft cop wouldn’t drive a brand new bumble bee yellow Corvette”. Laughing “Well if somebody steals it I won’t have any worries catching the case” After closing the estate of my mothers death I put a majority of the money away but wanted to indulge my teen age dream and buy the car of that dream.

Pulling into my driveway I notice the real estate sign is gone next door. Probably another family, I will have to make a point of stopping by sometime and introducing myself. The other neighbors appreciated having a cop in the neighborhood.
 
Beth

Stripping quickly and quietly, all the lights out in my house. I knew it was time. Smiling as I slipped into the skin tight black cat suit, I tied my hair back, put on good running shoes and picked up my house keys.
Grabbing my duffle bag and slinging it over my shoulder, I left the house and got into my car. A simple little dodge colt, nothing special about it, but it was mine and it wasn't a showey car neither. I glanced in the rear view mirror, watching the shadows passing by the window. Mark was home, good.. just perfect.
Backing up i headed towards the gym, I had a class to teach and a joy ride afterwards.
A fire engine red viper waiting to be plucked...


**~**~**~

Two hours later....

The class over, I exited my building and hailed a taxi. Driving up town to the parking garage the man let me off three blocks up at a diner. Waiting until he left with his new fare, I started walking up the back alley towards the tower parking lot. Glancing around, I felt the rush coming over me, that sexual and adrenaline rush that ate at my insides and made me want to scream and cum all at the same time!
Watching carefully for any signs of passer by's and cops, I made to the car rather easily. Knowing the alarm, I pulled out an alarm key and pressed the button. Some companies and some people needed to try different brands and different code keys as well. Hearing the double beeps I knew the alarm was shut off. Glancing around again, There were no camera's in this garage as well as no security, big mistake boys.... Especially with toys like this baby!
My gloved hand ran up the fender, hovering just above the paint job, "Ooooooh so so sexy...." I felt a tingle go through me as I moved. Popping the hood up was rather easy, too easy. I paused glancing around.
Nothing out of place, no extra car's in the parking lot.. What gives? Was this guy a moron? He had to be... Opening the hood, I took out the wire cutters and the link. Cutting one and quickly linking it to another wire the car's satelite tracking system was now down.
Closing the hood, I took out the jimmy and popped the lock. Climbing inside, within thirty seconds and counting I had the wires out and the hot wires ready. linking two and then a third to the cut, I turned the ignition with a slider key and the engine purred to life.
"Oooooh yeah!" My fingers ran over the steering wheel. Checking the mirrors, I put it into reverse and backed up. Hitting first I slowly made my way out of the parking garage.
As soon as I hit the main road I opened the baby up. Speeding through down town and towards the docks. Luck was with me this night.. No cops in the area!
"YEAH!! GO BABY!" I kept climbing up in speed as I whipped through the docks and buildings. Slamming on the breaks, I slid sideways to a rest before pier 36. Jumping out there was a car waiting for me and two big guys.
"Beth.... Jake doesn't like the cars treated that way...."
"Oh hush, give me my cash and let's get going.." He tossed me a white envelope, "ten grand?" I asked, and all bruce did was nod his head.
"Alright, thanks boys.." Taking my tools and whiping the car carefully for fingerprints, they drove the car into a semi rig and I hopped into their rental. Driving back to the gym, I still felt the humm of that rush. God I loved fast cars!
Getting into my own car and driving home, I stopped when I spotted Mark's little beauty in the drive way.....
"Ooh.. my voice cooed as I spied the beauty..." Approaching the car, I stood there admiring it when I heard a door open and a voice ask, "Hello? Can I help you?" His tone was clear, he wanted me away from his precious baby..
Turning I smiled, watching his face to see if he recognized me at all?
 
Walking into the house. Tossing my jacket over the couch in the living room. I take my HK Automatic out of the holster remove the clip pull the slide back quickly ejecting the round into the air and quickly catching it in my hand, Smiling "Haven't lost my touch" Imputing the 5 digit combination to my safe I secure the gun in the safe.

I walk to the counter and pour a glass of Crown Royal add some ice and sit down. Pleasant memories of watching my father do the same when I was a child. Sitting there swirling the liquor in the glass and then taking a drink smooth taste of the whisky tickling my throat. I hear a car start up quickly getting up I notice the car pulling away from the house. "Damn" was hoping I would get to see who it was.

I walk out onto the porch noticing no lights on in the house. I walk back into the house. Turn on the stereo and the jazz cd I placed in the CD player. I walk to the kitchen and begin preparing dinner.. Twenty minutes later I eat and then go to my bedroom, changing into shorts and a t-shirt I walk back to the makeshift gym I have made of one of the bedrooms. Thirty minutes on the treadmill. A thirty-minute workout and I am ready to sit down and enjoy a leisurely evening at home.

~Later that evening~

Waking from a light nap I see someone near my car. I jump from the chair and open the door. "Hello? Can I help you?” The darkness masking my view, clearly a woman however, I switch on the light and see a woman in gym clothes.

There is something vaguely familiar to me about her I walk to the porch to get a better look. Smiling "I forgot to put that in the garage" "You must be my new neighbor?" Still not recognizing Beth.
 
Beth

Smiling, I turned towards Mark, "She's a beauty, but you should keep her up put in this area. The weather tends to ruin the clear coat on these babies.." I stepped back from the car, curiously he had no idea who I was. Well two could play this game..
I walked towards him a moment, extending my hand in greeting.
"Hi there, Yes I just moved in next door. My name is Beth.. Bethany Smith." I hinted at wishing to know his name, still keeping the pleasant smile on my face.
He hadn't changed much at all, infact he was aging rather nicely. Still attractive and fit. I knew he was still a detective, and that's why I started up the new game.
 
"Hi there, Yes I just moved in next door. My name is Beth.. Bethany Smith."

I extend my hand take hers into mine "Mark Johnson" a devilish smile as she gets closer. my mind quickly assesses her beauty "Just coming from the gym I take it. I do keep it in the garage I thought I might wash it before I put it away. But after dinner I got lazy" Laughing. As the light of my house she looks familiar to me I am having difficulty remembering however.

"So you and your husband must of just moved in?" I asked inquizivity. My cell phone rings *Excuse me" walking back in the door picking it up "Johnson" listening to the call.

Sgt Harris on the phone "looks like you aren’t the only one who likes new toys. Jacob Manchester just had his Viper stolen from a downtown parking garage"

"Jacob Manchester, the attorney you mean?" the thought goes through my mind Jacob Manchester former District Attorney doing well in private practice but thinks he gets special privileges. "So give it to Weaver he's on the board tonight I will review the file in the morning"

Laughing "Your funny aren't you? Manchester called the chief the chief called Captain Grant and guess who Grant told me to call."

"Terrific first night I come home early I get called out to hand hold a preliminary investigation" I hate politics. "OK be there in about twenty what’s the address."

Walking back to the door Beth still stands on the porch. Where do I know her from. "You will have to excuse me I just got called back to work"
 
Beth

"Oh I am not married Mr. Johnson. My husband died last year.. Your name sounds familiar? Maybe just because it is a common name?" I smiled as he excused himself to answer the phone.
After hanging up he smiled sheepishly and said he had to go.
"It's alright Neighbor. It was nice meeting you, perhaps another time?" I smiled and turned, walking across the street, but taking my time and moving slowly.

"Let him watch my ass move while I walk.." My mind chimed in and I laughed softly to myself. Turning back around and walking backwards I called, "Good night!" And turned, jogging up to my front door and letting myself in.
Laughing, I landed on my couch and stretched out. Just a matter of time.. He would put two and two together sooner or later.. but would he suspect? Perhaps.... and perhaps not.. I had a hot tub, maybe a dinner invitation and a swim invite to my lovely neighbor was in order? I'd wait a week and see.. I had another job in three nights.
 
Watching her walk across the street. "Widowed, well I wonder if she has mourned properly" Devilishly smiling thinking of the thought. "Damn, why tonight"

Walk down to my bedroom getting a pair of jeans and a shirt out of the closet, get dressed quickly. Slipping the shoulder holster on I walk to the safe and get my pistol.

Walk out opening the door tossing my jacket to the other seat, thinking "leaving it out wasn't such a bad idea. The salesman did say it was a pussy magnet" chuckling. Not why I bought it but was a nice additional feature.

Backing out of the driveway and dropping it in first and taking off down the street. My mind still focused on the girl running to her home "Where do I know her from." Making the left at Harrison St. to go to the office, I smile "call me out off duty" I drop it down a gear crank hard left on the wheel spinning the car in a controlled 180 degree u-turn. Stomping the accelerator and headed for down town.

I pull into the parking garage and pull up to the black and white lights flashing. You would think it was a murder scene, damn politains. The patrolman trying to calm down the man in the suit. I get out of the car and walk up flashing my credentials to one of the officers securing the scene. "Bobby Cordoza haven't seen you in awhile"

Bobby looks at me and rolls his eyes "This is Mr. Manchester seems someone decided to take his new viper"

Smiling "Wasn't repossessed was it?" Manchester looks at me and growls "watch your mouth boy, I know people" I pay him no mind. Asking "So what you got Bobby?" He walks me through the information he's got so far which wasn't much. No camera's no security, no other cars in the direct area. "Only had a woman walking from the diner down the street saw a red car screeching from the parking lot." Cordoza says.

"Did she see the driver?" I ask

"Not really, sorry you got called out on this shit Mark. I told him wouldn't be much you could do. I will do the report get it to your desk in the morning."

"Thanks Bobby" walking back over to Manchester still giving Bobby's partner the riot act.

"Mr. Manchester I know how irritating it is to have your car stolen" looking at my Corvette, "I know I would be pissed if something happened to that" chuckling under my breath "I will make it my first priority to get to the bottom of this for you"


"Well that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy" he sarcastically says to me. Finished with the preliminary look at the scene I looked at Bobby "why don't you give Mr. Manchester a ride home."

I walk back to my car getting in and roll the window down "Bobby can I get that report on my desk in the morning. Don't want to slow this investigation down" I stomp on the gas squealing the tires as I leave the lot, smiling smugly knowing I would hear about it form Capt. Grant in the morning.

I drive home turning onto the street I notice the bedroom lights of her house on and the drapes open I slow down as I wait fir the garage door to open. Interesting she hasn't closed those seeing the light on in the master bathroom. Pulling into the garage and going into my own house.
 
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Beth

I knew the time Mark would be home and smiled as I stripped down to nothing and brushed out my hair. I knew he could see into the bedroom but in the bathroom he would only get an outline of my form. Standing before the mirror, i washed my face and brushed out my hair once more. Climbing into the shower, I quickly washed and rinsed. I knew the only place he could see me was before the mirror and in the bedroom at my vanity.
Smiling, I loved these little games.. I just wondered how long it would take him to catch on to me this time?
Wrapping myself in a towel, I dried off before the mirror, taking my sweet time with it. Pulling on a robe and wrapping my hair, I walked to my vanity and sat down. My profile showing in the window, I applied lotion to my skin and sat wondering when I should pull the next job and how i would do it?
I needed to watch Mr. Brain Surgeon a little while before taking his Sting Ray. And then onto the jaguar..... I smiled yet again, and stood from the vanity. Pulling on a pair of skimpy panties I pulled off the robe (my back towards the window) and applied lotion to my feet and legs. Turning, i switched off the light and climbed into bed.
"Sweet dreams Detective Johnson...." I murmured softly... Tomorrow would be another day of cat and mouse... I loved Saturdays!
 
Walking into my house going into the living room leaving the lights off. I look out the front window seeing her drying herself off in the mirror. The thought of spying on her crossing my mind. I knew I shouldn't be but couldn't help myself. She keeps herself in incredible shape, I thought. Wondering "Is she doing this on purpose?" Seeing her complete getting ready for bed the light goes out. I turn to my bedroom. Quickly undressing and crawling into bed. My mind races over the days events. Remembering the file on the Porsche and now the Viper. " A new car theft ring?" Remembering the last one that was in town, over 5 million dollars worth of high caliber cars over a two year period. It was long hours and six days a week. The end result was an arrest that gave me my current position as head of the auto theft squad.

It was costly too, cost a man his life I had arrested Rick Smith for his part in the ring, while he was out on bail he had tried to steal another car to get the money to get out of town. The pursuit resulted in him being killed and his car theft cronies heading out of town. ."Could they be back?" I thought.

I laid back trying to sleep, suddenly a flash memory of high school. "Damn!!! Thats where I know her from" Remember the torment and torture she put me through in high school. Knowing I was attracted to her but she was unavailable.
 
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Beth

Waking at 7am with the alarm, I got up and showered once more before dressing in a jogging outfit. A skimpy little thing, tiny shorts and a sports bra, my tennis shoes and pulling my hair into a ponytail.
Setting the coffee pot I walk out to my front lawn and begin stretching exercises before I start my jog. My eyes fell on Mark's house and I could see a light on in the kitchen area.. That didn't mean he was awake, but it was possible?
I had a night off before I went after the next car, so I planned on getting reaquainted with Mr. johnson..
Smiling, I sat down on the grass and spread my legs to a split before laying on each side. I could feel eyes on me, but that didn't mean I was being watched either. Rising from the ground, I bent over once more, touching the ground before righting myself and moving my neck around a bit.
"All set.." I mumbled to myself.
 
Sleep didn't come easy for me after realization of who was living next door. My dreams were filled with the teasing and tormenting Beth did when we were in high school. I got up early and decided to make some coffee. I knew I was going into the office last nights heist of the viper determined that one. But it was a Saturday and I wasn't necessarily having a set time to get there.

Walking into the kitchen with a cup of coffee I look outside to see Beth stretching and getting ready for a run. She looks great in her jogging outfit. I sit and watch her as she stretches and loosens up. "Gawd I used to arrest peeping Tom's like this" But she was so appealling and since my break up with Jennifer I hadn't dated much. Jennifer had such plans for us but when I posponed going to law school she decided she needed another man. She didn't want to be married to a cop.

Once again looking out the window she was incredible looking I had always thought so. She is such a tease I wondering if I should continue to let her think I don't know her. I mean after the years of high school would be fun to turn it a little on her. I walk to the front door of the house and walk out onto the porch wanting to see what she does.
 
Beth

I walked to the side walk when mark came outside of his home.
"Good morning Neighbor." I called out in greeting. Waving, I didn't wait for any pleasantries, I took off jogging.
The mile down the road went quickly and as I turned back, I wondered if I should let mark know I knew who he was? Perhaps, but then again who knows?
Returning just twenty five minutes later I glanced at his house. He was once again inside. Damn!
Moving towards the lawn I stretched out once again and walked slowly to ease off the breathing. Pulling out the ponytail with one hand, I moved the news paper off the lawn and turned on the sprinklers.
Moving inside, I put on another little show for Mark by showering and dressing, only this time the curtains were barely opened. He could catch a glimpse if he wished to, though I doubted he would be looking. He was a cop after all, well a detective but it was the same thing.
I worked all morning unpacking boxes and carrying them out until I had everything from my car unloaded. When the moving van arrived with my furniture I went out to greet the big guy's. Friends on mine, Eric and Jeff. Both worked for Rick at one point, now moved things for a living.
"Hey boys, about time you got here!" They snorted and such giving me a bad time. Having changed into a bikini top and levi cut off's I began helping them unload the moving truck in full view of Mr. Detective next door.
I knew he was home, I had kept an eye on his house and never heard his car leave... So he was over there lurking..
"I got a job tonight guys.. I'll meet ya at Joe's.."
"ok beth.. Where do you want this lamp?" I turned from the back of the truck and glanced up the walk way.
"That one goes next to the hearth on the end table.." I called out, moving into the hot box trailer to retrieve some more boxes.
Sticky and hot, I was hoping soon we'd be done.
 
After watching her run off down the block I walked back in the house. "Maybe I was wrong maybe like me she really didn't realize who was living next door" I thought. Well I knew I would need to get to the office or I would be getting a call. I walked in the house and went took a shower and got dressed. I peeked out the window to see she had closed the drapes this time.

I walked into the living room as a moving truck pulls into the driveway. She comes out and begins helping them move her stuff in. I should offer to help but it was getting late and the two cases on my desk wern't going to wait much longer before I got a call.

Stepping out into the garage I open the garage door and pull out heading for the office. Walking into the office and through the squad room Sgt. Harris corners me "About time you got here. The Capt.came in this morning mad as hell. What happened last night?"

"Nothing really, other than a waste of my time"

"Well he told me to tell you to get to his office as soon as you got here"

"Yeah OK" as I walk to Capt. Grant's office knoocking on the door he waves me in. "Boy you know how to piss off the wrong people don't you? Manchester been on the phone with me off an on all morning"

"Christ!! He know the procedures just because he has political connections and no patience isn't my concern." I bite back. "You and I know that if we don't recover that car in the first 24 hours we aren't going too. He is a former District Attorney and should know it too"

I stand there as the Capt. quotes procedures and regulations to me and tells me I best be getting on the ball or Manchester will see me walking a beat as a meter maid.

"Yes sir" looking at the door "I better get to it then" Walking to the desk I pull the files on the two car thefts. Both cars high performance sports cars belonging to prominant attorney's. Turning to my computer I pull a NCIC check on simular thefts in the recent past.

Minutes later the computer shows a series of thefts in Lake Point a small town 30 miles to south of us. Five simular hiest in vehicle types and ways they were pulled off. So they are moving north I begin to think this is a car theft ring. Steal a few cars from a smaller area to get the cash to front the ring here and then start hitting the bigger populace area to keep attention down.

Walking back into the Capt.'s office, "Looks like we may have a new car theft ring building up. I think we will need to bring all car thefts into this office and coordinate from here."

"you want to start a task force based on two car thefts. Have you lost your mind" Grant said.

"Well sooner or later they are going to be linked together we can wait or we can get started now"

"Well I think we need a little more evidence first so just get to work and find Manchester's car. Get him off my ass" Grant says. "Have a nice weekend detective" As he walks out of the office.

After five hours trying to coorelate information I am getting tired and decide time to head for home. Much more pleasant distractions at my house. I grab the two files and head for the garage. Driving into the neighborhood I notice the truck gone but the garage open and Beth's car in the garage. Two can play at this game I think.

Pulling into the driveway I get out of the car and go into the house walk into the kitchen and drop the files and take my shirt off and go back outside get the hose and begin washing the car.
 
Beth

I heard him arrive back home and did need a break from setting up my living room as well. So decided I walked outside and walked over.
"Hey there Mark.. How goes the battle against evil?" I smiled brightly.
"Quick question, hope you don't mind if I pry but something has been bothering me all day.. and I was wondering if by chance you went to Cooliage High?" Distract him, throw him off a little, let him figure it all out... In the end it was all fun and games.
 
"something has been bothering me all day.. and I was wondering if by chance you went to Cooliage High?"

"Yes I did graduated 10 years ago" smiling at her "But you already know that" the thought come to my mind.

"Evil what makes you think I fight evil" knowing I haven't told her what I do yet.

Finishing the wash job on the car a light perspiration film covering my body. "Why do you ask?" Leaning against the front fender my eyes watching her. Her bright smile very intoxicating.
 
Beth

I smiled brightly and nodded my head, "I thought so but I wasn't certain. Remember Bethany Mires? Beth Smith..?" I asked quietly.
"I remember you Detective Johnson... How have you been?"
I watched him wash his car, my eyes following his movements... Well mainly his body. He had filled out rather nicely and looked very.. Well it was good to say the least!
Walking around his car, I picked up a sponge and wiped off one of the headlights as I watched him watching me. He knew who I was, from day one he knew.... No one could forget the triangle we had in school nor the tragic ending of that triangle.. Well for now.. With Rick gone I was free finally to see what Mark had to offer a gal, while baiting him for laughs.
 
Remember Bethany Mires? Beth Smith..?"

Smiling brightly "Yes I remember you, I remember the way you used to like to tease me" spraying the water at her hitting her lightly with the water. She knew I was watching her and I think she adored it just like back in high school. She knew just the right things to do and to say.

"Sorry about Rick. I heard you two were having problems before he died" cautiously mentioning unpleasant events. I wasn't directly responsible for his death but I was responsible for his being caught.

"Small world you were able to pick up the house right next door." I said as I rolled the hose up and put the towels and sponges away in the garage.

"Would you like to come in for a drink or glass of wine."
 
Beth

"Yes I remember you, I remember the way you used to like to tease me" He sprayed me and I jumped back laughing lightly.
"Me? Really? I don't recall much of it, so much going on since then, it is nice though to recall once in awhile.." It was a lie, of course I remembered teasing him! Hell who wouldn't remember teasing this one!?

"Sorry about Rick. I heard you two were having problems before he died" He muttered off softly.

"It's alright, we were divorcing anyway at the time of his death.. Shit happens.. Right?" I put down the sponge and shook the soapy water and bubbles off of my hand before strolling back around towards him.

"Small world you were able to pick up the house right next door."

"Not really.. If you think about it.. The high school we both went to in only five miles from here.... Some of us stay closer to home I guess... Besides this was a lovely neighborhood and a lovely home.. And I really thought no one would know me in this area and I would be left alone.." I shrugged it off, again another lie but it was partially true.. I wanted to be left alone....
Alone to torment him.

"Would you like to come in for a drink or glass of wine." And at the same second.....
"How have you...." I laughed softly again, "A drink would be nice, yes thank you.." I followed him towards the house and paused a moment, "I have to finish unpacking, so I can't stay too long.. " I smiled again, watching his chest as he breathed in and out. Golden all over.. I wondered if he had tan lines.. And how low did they go? Shaking myself out of those thoughts, I met his eyes and followed him inside the cool interior.
 
"Yea staying close to home sometime seems inevitable" smiling at her acceptance of my offer. I walk in the back door of the house and leading her into the living room. "After I got out of college only place I wanted to be"

"Have a seat." I said "Excuse me a moment while I go get a shirt on" When I return to the living room she is walking around the room looking at the pictures and other things. Walking over and throwing a dish towel over the file folders on the kitchen table. She brings an aura of life to the otherwise quiet house. She always has brightened up a room when she was in it.

Walking over to the bar built into the wall "I have rum, vodka, whisky, tequila, beer or wine. Whats your pleasure?"
 
Beth

He had a rather nice clean home.... for a single guy.. He did appear to be single. There weren't any markings of a female around. Not even a little basket of flowers somewhere.
I studied some of the pictures, Mark was always smiling and looking like he was enjoying himself at each of the places these pictures were taken.
Turning as he asked me what I wanted I spoke softly, "Wine please. Thanks.." I looked at an award he got for something to do with law enforcement service or something.
"Nice home." I turned around and gave him my full attention. Taking the wine from his offered hand I thanked him yet again and sat down on a single chair.
"I prefer to stay close to home as well... Though I want to be alone it is nice to know that friends are all over this town.. I seen your ex-girlfriend from High school last week... Cynthia?" I laughed, "She is working as a 'nail tech' in the mall.. Voted Most likely to succeed..." I chuckled again, shaking my head and sipping the wine.
 
"Thank you. Yea most likely to be a mother" laughing " I think it is seven now." Taking a drink of the wine. "Yea when I left for college she ended up with Dan McDugal."

"So what are you doing these days?" I inquired "Besides moving into the new home. I mean you have me at a disadvantage you at least know what I do for a living"

Sitting down in a chair across from her bantering back and forth of high school memories and stories. Her glass almost empty I get up and bring the bottle over to offer her more. After filling her glass I sit back down and again. Watching her smile and talk reminds me of days gone by and dreams unfulfilled.
 
Beth

"I am an aerobics instructor.. But I don't have to work.. The inheritence that Rick would have gotten came to me through his parents.. They had no more children and since Rick made it impossible for me to have any.. They gave me a settlement.. It sits in the bank, collection intrest. I Just needed a hobby or sorts to keep me busy is all.." I fell silent again, I didn't want to get into the discussion of why I couldn't have kids, it was sad enough when it happened. Besides that wouldn't help this cat and mouse game at all..
"So enough gloom.. how is detective work lately?" I smiled sipping the wine and being as pleasant as possible and for once not teasing him...... Not yet anyway..
 
"Well been pretty boring for the last couple months" as I drank the remainder of my glass of wine. "Chasing down joy riding kids mostly."

"Had a couple." stopping mid sentence not wanting to bring up a car theft ring. Not knowing how she would take it. "Well I am glad to know you are doing well. I understand inheritance and trusts. Most of mine is still in trust until I turn 32 or pass the bar. My dad was pretty disappointed when I went to work as police officer instaed of going into practice with him " You remember my parents wanted me to be a lawyer" laughing "Think they took the most likely to succeed... way to literally."
 
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Beth

"Yes, parents are like that.. Mine was certain I would be successfull in Entertainment but I did not wish to be someone's dancing chicken... Anyway I best get going to work now Mark.. Thanks for the drinks and the walk down memory lane!" I rose from the chair handing him the glass.
"I had fun tonight, perhaps sometime you'll come have dinner with me? Tell me about some of the 'teasing' things I did.." I winked. "I am out of practice and need a new subject.. might take some useful notes from you.." I laughed again as I went to the door.
 
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