Date: Sat, 10 Sep 2011 19:57:49 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Chasing a Shadow. Chapter Six.

   Patrick had hired a car and was parked on the road where Ray and Darren
lived quite early the next morning and saw Ray come out of the house to go
off to work. He was dismayed to follow and find that he turned into the
local council yard and knew then that he was following the wrong person and
so quickly returned to the house but was too late, for Darren had already
left to meet Judy at the newspaper offices.

*

   `Good morning,' Darren greeted Judy and she replied with the same
words. `Shouldn't you really be at work?' he asked.

   `I phoned in sick this morning,' she replied. `Now where are we going?'
He showed her the name and address of the woman they were going to
visit. `Kathleen Potter. Well it's definitely a woman, and in Brixton. Well
it's not far from here.'

   So off they went and it wasn't long before they were in a small
cul-de-sac where she lived. She was a small woman of about thirty odd years
old and was definitely pregnant, and flinched when she saw that Judy was in
uniform but still let them both in and offered them tea or coffee. They
both accepted tea and sat down in the kitchen of the house and
introductions were made.

   `You know why I'm here Kathleen. Oh, may I call you Kathleen?' To which
she nodded. `Now I saw that you were a little alarmed at seeing Judy here
in police uniform. Do not be alarmed for we believe you both have something
in common, and that is somehow meeting up with this man that we call The
Shadow. Now can you show me the photo?'  Being prepared for the visit, she
had it ready and passed it over to Darren who, seeing that it was indeed of
The Shadow, turned it over and saw the number forty one on the back. He
passed it over to Judy who did the same at looking at it.

   `The same as mine but mine has the number forty four on the back,' Judy
said, passing it back.

   `Can you tell me when you found it?' Darren asked.

   `And was it in your lingerie drawer?' Judy asked.

   `Yes,' Kathleen said in a low voice. `It was in my drawer and I found
it. Oh, about four months ago. How it got there, I've no idea.'

   `Are you married?' Darren asked.

   `No. I've been widowed about two years now,' she replied.

   `Tell me,' Judy began in a soft voice. `Did you know the man who got you
pregnant? I ask this because I too am pregnant and do not recall having a
man at the time that I conceived, also finding one of these photos.'

   `No. I...I haven't known a man since my husband died,' and started to
cry which made Judy get up and put her arm around the shoulders of the
sobbing Kathleen. `When...when I found out that I was...was pregnant, I
almost went mad with worry that I couldn't remember at having a man,' she
sobbed. `Then...then I found the photo and felt disgusted and unclean.'

   `Me too,' said Judy, soothing the woman until she stopped crying and
wiped her eyes, Darren waiting until she was composed before asking about
her cheque book.

   `Did you also find out that you have passed over a cheque but have no
recollection of doing so?' he asked.

   `Yes,' she whispered, `and that didn't help me in my worrying as it was
for four hundred pounds and it left me rather short of money.

   `Can I see the book?' Darren asked and she nodded and went and got it
and passed it over for him to flip through to find that the stub just said
donation. No date or amount filled in. Judy made a note of the dated stub's
before and after the donated one.

   `Keep both of these things safe Kathleen, for we are going to find this
man, and will need them as evidence.'

   `In court! I couldn't! I'd be too ashamed,' she burst out.

   `No Kathleen. You won't be called, for I will be the one in court but we
will only need the picture and cheque book to add to the others to bring
this man to justice,' Judy said, soothing her down, and with the promise
that she wouldn't have to appear and that she should keep them safe, they
left.

   `Well that's another one then,' said Judy when they were outside. `Who
next?'

  `An S. Farmer. I don't know if it's a male or female, but we'll soon find
out for they too live here in Brixton,' he replied, and so off they went to
meet this second one. It didn't take long to be at a block of flats and
found that it was on the fourth floor and wasn't really surprised to find
that it was a female who answered the door.

   `Police?' was the first words spoken by the flat owner.

   `No, no,' said Darren showing his press card. `My name's Darren
Smith. We've sent e-mails to each other over this photo of a shadowed
man. Miss Sharpe is just along to help me in searching for this man. Can we
come inside and talk please.'

   `Oh, oh yes. Sorry, I wasn't expecting to see a police officer too,' she
replied, opening the door for them to enter. Which they did and went
through the short hall and into the sitting room where a young child was
playing with some bricks on the carpet. They were asked to sit down and
offered a drink which they declined.

   `What a lovely child,' Judy said, to try and set the woman at ease. Boy
or a girl?'

   `Boy and his name is Henry,' the woman replied.

   `How old?' Judy asked.

   `A year and three months,' was the answer. Darren quickly worked this
out and asked his first question.

   `So it was about two years ago when you found this photo of a man's
shadow?'

   `Yes,' she said, with a look of surprise on her face. `How did you
know?'

   `Well quite a few of these have been found...'

   `In the lingerie drawer,' Judy butted in with.

   `Yes. It was. How did you know?' was the question.

   `Well that's where all the others have been found,' Darren said. `What
is the number on the back? Nineteen, twenty, twenty one?'

   `I don't know,' she said, getting up and going over to a desk that had a
computer on the top. She opened the drawer and pulled out the photo and
looked at the back. `Twenty,' she said, passing it over to Darren who
briefly looked at both front and back, giving a grin at Judy at having
guessed the number fairly accurately as he showed it to her.

   They then went into the details of her cheque book and gave her the same
assurances that they had given to Kathleen Potter before thanking her and
leaving.

   `Another unmarried mother,' Judy said rather bitterly. `Now I really
want to find the bastard,' she said rather heatedly.

   `We will Judy, we will,' Darren said. `Now let's visit the next one in
Clapham.'

   `Again the question. Male or female?' she asked.

   `Same answer. I don't know with it being a J. Knowles, so let's go and
find out.' They took a taxi to drop them off at quite a big house just off
the Common. They went up the steps and saw that there were four bell pushes
and each had a small card insert alongside and one that held two
names. J. Knowles and T. Wells. This was the one pushed and a minute later
a voice came out of the squawk box above the buttons.

   `Yes?' came the male voice.

   `It's Darren Smith from the paper. We traded e-mails,' he answered to
the box.

   `Come on up, first floor,' the voice said as there came a buzzing noise
and the door came ajar. Darren pushed the door open and invited Judy to
enter first and they went up the stairs to find a door open and a man
waiting for them.

   `Are you Mr. Knowles or Mr. Wells?' Darren asked, shaking the offered
hand.

   `Knowles. Julian Knowles,' he replied.

   `Nice to meet you. My name is Darren Smith and this is Miss Judy Sharpe,
who I might add, is not here in an official capacity but more as an
assistant to me in this quest,' he said as Judy and Julian shook hands,
giving Darren a sideways look which he couldn't read but soon found out as
they went inside.

   `He's gay,' she whispered to him and got a nod back in reply. They were
shown into a nice and comfortable lounge where they were invited to sit
down.

   `This is a nice place you have Mr Knowles,' Judy said as she sat down.

   `Julian, please. Call me Julian, er, Judy,' he said with a smile,
showing perfectly white teeth. `Would you care for a drink?' he asked,
waving a nicely manicure hand towards a drinks trolley.

   `It's a bit early but I'd like a gin and tonic please,' said Darren.

   `I'll have the same,' said Judy. `I'm not on duty,' to which, Julian
smiled and went and poured out three drinks. `What do you do?' Judy asked
as she took her glass, blushing slightly at the possible innuendo she had
uttered and had been picked up immediately by Julian, for he smiled back.

   `As to what I do Judy, is that I'm an interior designer which helps pay
for this pad,' he said with a knowing smile. `Now how can I help you in
regards to this picture of a naked man's shadow?' he asked, now looking at
Darren.

   `Well I'm after this rapist...' he began.

   `Rapist? Oooh, how delicious,' Julian said in his interrupting, now
looking at Judy as he smiled and licked his lips. This really made her
blush now at his revealing that he was indeed a homosexual in this remark.

   `Yes,' Darren said. `He has gotten many women pregnant but not the males
that he has seduced,' himself now smiling at the way that Julian had
revealed himself to Judy. `We don't know the exact numbers of either sex
yet that he has performed this illegal act, but we have reached up to
number forty four. Can I see the photograph that you found?'

   `Certainly,' he replied and went and got it and passed it over.

   `Number nineteen,' Darren said as he looked at the back. `That puts it
about just over two years ago that you found it. Was it in a drawer of
underwear?'

   `Yes, it was,' Julian replied with a look of surprise on his face. `It
was under my sto...er, underwear as you rightly surmised,' he got out with
a stutter, him now looking rather flushed in the face at his almost
admittance that he wore female underwear.

   They then turned to the matter of his cheque book and found that he'd
lost nine hundred pounds from his account to which he had no recollection
of signing such a cheque. He no longer had the book but was sure that his
bank could give them the exact date that it was cashed. With having all the
details now written down, they said their goodbyes and thanks and at the
handshake, Darren got the message through this that he would be most
welcome to call again, which now made him blush for Julian had also picked
up the vibes that Darren too was like him in being a homosexual.

   They opted to walk across the common until they could get a taxi on the
main road on the other side.

   `Now that's eight confirmed pictures of this rapist,' Darren said as
they walked. `The editor has said that with more replies to my first piece
about the Shadow, I can have half a column in tomorrow's paper. Boy, I can
really slag him off with what I intend to put into print. I'll try and make
him mad enough to have a go at me, and then we shall see.'

   `Darren, you can't!' Judy exclaimed. `We know now that he rapes men as
well as women. You can't let him get at you. He'll find out with your name
being there and he'll come after you, don't you see this?'

   `Yes, I know, but I can handle that side of it,' he said, not realising
just exactly what he had implied by those words.

   `Darren! Do you know that you've just, well, almost said that...that you
are a ...a homosexual too, like Julian?' she said, stopping and turning him
round to face her. `Are you gay?'

   `Yes, and not ashamed to admit it to a woman,' he replied. `Why?'

   `Well, I...I, well I had thoughts about my situation and that...that
I've taken a fancy to you,' she stuttered and her face went a bit on the
crimson side, `and that if...if Dennis dumped me because of me getting
pregnant by this shadow, we ...we could have been an item, but now, well,
oh, I just don't know,' she said, tears coming to her eyes that tore at the
heart strings of Darren who then pulled her into his arms.

   `Judy, Judy. If I was a straight man, I would accept you like a shot,
but..., with you now knowing what I really am...,' and he let it trail
off. She then dropped her eyes from his before she spoke again.

   `But if you were bi-sexual, you...you wouldn't mind coming home with
me?' she asked in a low voice. `A slice is never missed off a cut loaf,'
she said in almost a whisper.

   He realised that he did indeed fancy Judy and here it was now being
offered to him and he found that he was getting hard inside his trousers as
he held her in his arms. He tilted her head up and leaned in and kissed
her. It wasn't what you would call a passionate kiss but one that was of a
loving kind, firm and yet gentle.

   `You do me an honour Judy,' he said softly, `and it is an offer that I
cannot refuse,' and it was her that kissed him this time, but with more of
an urgency that she did so. Then arm in arm, they finished crossing the
common and soon hailed a taxi that took them to her place where when
inside, kissed again before she led him through to her bedroom where they
kissed again as they took each other's clothes off.

   There was a shyness with the both of them as they looked at each other's
naked body, her with firm and not over large breasts, a trim waist and a
patch of trimmed pubic hair. Whereas he had his erection sticking out from
his pubics that then got squashed between them as they kissed once again
before falling onto the bed.

   It had been years since he had last had a woman and he found it nice to
once again have the soft body of one underneath him as he lay on top as
they kissed. Her legs opened up for his lower body and legs to slip down in
between them and found, through the head of his erection, that she was
quite wet and ready to have sex.

   He raised himself up onto his elbows and looked into her shining eyes as
he moved his lower body up and felt him start to penetrate her. It was hot
and warm and his cock slid in with ease and brought a moan to Judy as he
fully entered her as their stomachs met and he gave out a groan having
forgotten how nice it was to once again be on the inside of a female, one
that wanted his prick to massage her insides and hopefully bring her to an
orgasm. This he was able to do, for after fucking the tight canal of a
backside, he'd learned how to hold himself back in an orifice that wasn't
as tight. Though her felt all her inside muscles clenching and squeezing
him, they were not as strong as that of a backside.

   With his steady in and out movements, he was able to excite her,
especially when he pulled right out to rub the head of his cock up against
her clitoris before plunging back inside, he soon brought her up to the
ultimate pleasure for a woman. She gave out a loud cry as her orgasm began,
her legs high and crossed over his back as she began to buck herself
underneath him. Her fingers were digging into his back and he hoped as he
held himself in there, that she wasn't drawing blood from his shoulders
which would be hard to hide from Ray.

   Her body movements as she was in the throes of her orgasm, made him come
at the same time, getting both the release and pleasure of once again
fucking a woman. His groans mixed with her cries as they both came with him
trying to stay inside her and she trying to get more of him into where his
cock was now throbbing and pulsating away as he shot his load in short
staccato bursts. At least he knew that he wasn't getting her pregnant for
she was already in the club.

   His arms ached and he slowly lowered his upper body down onto hers and
felt himself squashing her breasts and felt the sweat that they'd both
generated between them, acting like an oil that made him slide about
between them.

   `Oh Darren,' she breathed out as he looked down at her shining face,
`that was just wonderful and just what I needed,' and he could feel her
inside muscles still flexing themselves around his shaft that was still up
and hard. He grinned at her and made his cock twitch inside.

   `It was that,' he said, still a little out of breath himself. `It's been
a long time since I've laid with another woman.'

   `Will you tell...your partner that we've made love to each other?' she
asked.

   `Good God no!' he said. `Ray would go into a sulk that could last for
days. No, least said, least mended.'

   `But I'm worried now about what you're going to write in your column
about The Shadow. Do you think he will really come after you?'

   `I think that his ego would demand it, you know, cocking a snoot at my
attempts to get him out into the open. If he's already had over forty odd
people, both male and female, one more isn't going to make much difference
to him. It will be another conquest for him as it were, by attacking me.'

   `Well be careful. I mean it. It hasn't been found yet if he's violent or
not, but you never know,' she said, a worrying look on her face.

   `If it happens and he uses hypnotism as I'm sure it is his means of
getting what he wants, I won't know the difference then, would I?'

   `If it is hypnotism that he uses, you won't know if you sign over to him
a cheque now would you?'

   `No, you're right. So what can I do about that,' he mused.

   `Leave yourself a memo or something. Something that you will see every
morning to prompt you to check your cheques,' and gave out a giggle at the
two words sounding the same. `Like...like something on your shaving
mirror. You do shave every morning don't you?'

   `Yes, yes,' he mused. `Something like CCB written on the mirror.'

   `CCB?'

   `Check cheque book,' he grinned. `That would be the reminder.'

   `Yes, yes. Then if you find that you've used a cheque we could inform
the bank straight away and at least get a picture of him from their CCTV
and his fingerprints off the cheque.'

   `Yes, you're right sweetie. Then I'd better be getting off to the bank
now,' he said as he felt his cock had subsided enough for it to start
slipping out of the warm cave that it had been residing in for the last few
minutes. `As much as I like where I am now, I'd better go before they close
and set things up before I go to the office and do my article for it to be
in tomorrow's paper.'

   So with another kiss on the lips of Judy, he eased himself back and felt
himself slide fully out to her cry of dismay at losing that cock of his
from where it had felt quite comfortable.

   She lay like a wanton with a smile on her face as she watched him get
dressed and only roused herself up when he was fully clothed and ready to
go. She went with him to the door of her house and kissed him again before
hiding her still naked body behind the door as it opened and with one more
swift kiss, she wished him luck as he left to hurry to his bank before
closing time.

*