Frozen Eggs Ogre Hard (closed)

Vera

I looked at the photos Dern provided. I could tell none of the bones had to do with dragons, which was disappointing. However, the bones might be from one of the shorter races, such as halflings, or gnomes, or goblins. I’m kind of surprised these races had not been discovered by now. There certainly had been a lot of those annoying two legs running around.

But I needed to think about what would happen if they were uncovered. Dern had stated the fossils were unique, spectacular, and classified. Those are the words someone might use if they had found a mystical race from the past. Maybe humans had uncovered the past, but had kept it secret.

Oh, I’ll bet that is EXACTLY what those fuckers did. Humans love secrets. To be fair, dragons love secrets too. But we hate it when others keep secrets from us. I needed to find out more about what Dern and this lab was up to. I needed to find out who was paying for this dig.

With a plan developed, I turned up the charm.

“Dern, these are very interesting fossils. However, normally my client would not be interest in these types of bones. Still, I’d like to call him and discuss what you have told me. He is quite well-connected having contacts in multiple governments and several paleontology groups. Is there one associated with this dig?” I asked

“The group is sensitive about their exposure in this project. I’ll see if I can release that information to you.” Dern answer with a smile.

“Thanks, no big deal if you can’t, I understand” I told him back. “As for dinner, I think the finest restaurant in town is called “21 steaks”. I’ll meet you there at 7:00 pm” I stood up from in front of the computer.

“Let me show you out” Dern said as he walked me to the front door of the lab.

“Thanks again” I said to him, shaking his hand.

“No problem” Dern replied, but I noticed his eyes looking off in the distance. There was a hint of concern on his face. I turned to see what he was looking at and there was a van parked 3 blocks away, with darkened windows.

“This that van a problem?” I asked

“Ah no” Dern said.

“Ok” I answered. I turned and walked back to my Hummer. If he had not seen it before, Dern got a great view of my ass and if he knew what to look for, the bugle from my 9mm tucked under the back of my shirt.

I got into my Hummer and drove out of the parking lot. Then I went down a few blocks and parked. On foot I walked to the corner and peeked around it. I could clearly see the van’s license plate. I made note of it and then returned to my car.

“Time to make a few phone calls” I said to myself.
 
Dern Miles

Vera was clearly not impressed with the fossils, either she had seen their like before or she did not really understand what she was looking at. It occurred to me that there weren't any photos of the skull, which Nora had painstakingly retrieved from the rock after the photos had been taken.

It was when we stood at the entrance that I saw a familiar vehicle, it was the white van and even though I could not see the registration number, I knew it was the same van. I watched Nora walk away and yes, the back looked almost just as enticing as the front, but it was not every day that a woman that looked like that, wore a weapon on their lower back. Once again, she had come through security with that weapon, which meant she owned it and could provide a reason for her to keep it with her.

I watched her get into a HUMMER and then turned around, closing the door behind me as I walked back to the lab, wondering why everything involving these particular fossils seems to become stranger and stranger. Back in the lab, Nora held up the printed rendering in front of me.

"This your idea of a joke?"

I glanced at the paper and shook my head, "Take a look at the file, that is what came out of rendering."

"This is impossible." She said, frowning as she looked at the paper

"If you eliminate all the possible explanations, even the impossible becomes probable."

She eyes me, "Did you just quote Sherlock Holmes?"

I nodded, "Sir Doyle had some good ideas and that is not elementary, it's true."

She shook her head, "You are strange, what do you think that woman was after? And how did she get clearance to come in here?"

I rubbed my cheek, "That, is a very good question."
 
Vera

I was staying in the best hotel in town, The Abriendo Inn. I was in the best room in the place, called the Latshaw room on the 3rd floor. I won’t say it was 5 stars, but I did have my own kitchen, office space, full bathroom with a jacuzzi tub!

I called one of my stored phone numbers on my phone. The phone called my special FBI friend.

“Agent Dietrich Haeusser” A strong German accent stated.

“Dietrich, it is Vera. I need a complete work up on the following license plate number. Possible terrorist” I explained to him.

“I’ll email what I find” The agent said and hung up. I took a moment to slip out of my cloths and into something more comfortable and a little sexier. I picked a tiny, yellow blouse which clung to my big breasts and left just a peek of flat stomach midriff bare. I wore my tight jeans which showed off my long legs and wonderful ass. I undid a few buttons on the blouse to draw attention to my considerable cleavage. Again, the yellow in the blouse highlighted my golden eyes.

I looked at the minibar and found it had the right gin to make a martini. I place the gin in the freezer. Maybe Dern would like a nightcap? Then I walked back in to the office area of the room. I turned on my computer and began to conduct detailed research on Dern’s dig.

Dietrich called me back after about an hour. What he told me, required even more time on my computer looking things up. 7:00 pm rolled up quickly on me and I headed over to the steak place. I was hoping Dern was going to show up. I sensed he was the kind of man that was not going to past up an opportunity of seeing me again.

Nora Spencer

“You are not seriously thinking about going on that date with that monster!” Nora asked Dern

Dern raised one of his eyebrows in concern at Nora's remark “She is not a monster” he said calmly

“Dern, I don’t know what it is about her, but I got this feeling she could rip my arms off my body. And I think she would enjoy doing it!” Nora said. “There is something inside of her, some kind of rage, that makes her dangerous!” Nora added

“Like the incredible hulk?” Dern said with a smile. “The she-hulk!”

“If you are going to make jokes… Just forget I said anything” Nora countered and walked back to her experiments.
 
Dern Miles

I watched Nora walk away in a huff, though her remarks were strange, I could not shake the feeling that something was off about Vera. I don't know what Nora had seen, but to me, it was the eyes. They had a predatory look in them like she was hunting for something and once she found it, she would kill and devour it in the cold-blooded necessity which is the trademark of any predator.

I sat down at my desk and went through my notes, my father's notes, and the new test results. I could feel that it was all there, I just needed a specific breakthrough. The breakthrough which my father had achieved just before his death. I leaned back in my seat and pondered the evidence, realizing that my mind was shying away from the truth the fossils and tests revealed.

"If there's no possible explanation . . ."

I shook my head, finished my coffee, and got to my feet. Deciding to talk to my supervisor about Vera. There was one set of fossils that still remained in the vault and I decided to start working on them the next day, it looked like eggs and it was what my father had started working on when his notes came to an abrupt end.

That evening

I found the restaurant that Vera had spoken of, 21 Steaks. It sounded like a cheap, franchise-type restaurant, but as I approached the front, I could see that I had been mistaken. It was quite swanky and from the way the staff eyed me, I could see that I was not the normal type of clientele, well there was nothing I could do about that. Luckily I had changed after my shower and now wore a white, open-collar shirt, black leather jacket, and black jeans. The tap of high heels drew my attention and it was Vera walking towards the entrance.

I moved closer and she noticed me, she paused at the entrance to wait for me to join her and that was another thing that bothered me. She looked drop-dead gorgeous in the midriff-baring top and almost skin-tight jeans, her golden hair hanging loose over her shoulders and her golden eyes complimented by the yellow of her top. But she did not smile a greeting, that was so ingrained into humans that it was an almost natural reaction when you saw somebody you knew and were meeting for an engagement.

"Good evening Ms. Burns."
 
Vera

“Good Evening, Mr Miles” I said back, then I slipped my arm inside his. “Dern, this is a date, not a business meeting. How about you call me Vera.”

“Vera” Dern said to appease me.

We approached the maitre d’. Who was clearly impressed by what Dern had wrapped around his arm.

“Right this way, we have reserved the best table at your request” He said to Dern. I smiled and corrected him “I made the reservation” A more surprised look appeared on his face. Then he sat us both down and asked if we could get us some drinks.

“Martini, extra, extra dirty” I told him and winked at Dern. Dern ordered something for himself. The maitre d’ leaned down whispered something to Dern, who smiled at the comment.

After the man left, I just had to ask… remember dragon’s hate secrets! “What was that about?” I asked Dern.

“Oh, he just told me I was a very lucky man” Dern replied with a coy smile.

“I think I’m a little lucky too” I replied.

Then the drinks arrived, I decided to show off a bit and drank the whole thing. I did it very lady like, but I needed the martini so I drank it. I may look like a human, but inside I’m still a dragon. Dragons do feel the effects of a good martini it just takes a lot more for us to get drunk. After Dern took a good sip from his drink, I dropped my first surprise on him.

“I really appreciate the access and information you provided this morning. It was very helpful.” I said sincerely. “I thought to show you some good faith, I should return the favor. I looked into that van that was watching your lab. Here is what I found.” I explained. “The van is rented by a guy named Max Barlow. He is staying at the Holiday Inn Express, room 122. He has a series of minor arrests mainly for theft, assault, and one for being a peeking Tom.”

Dern looked at me with some surprise and then said “Is this what you talk about on your dates?”

I laughed and smiled back him. Dern was clever. He did not want to tip his hand to me. So his reply put me back on the defensive. He was pretty smart for a human. He was starting to remind me of a male dragon. I decided to play his game… let him win this first little encounter.

“Well, you got me there. I don’t date very much.” I explained “I live in a remote part of New Mexico and just don’t get many visitors… so I’m planning of taking advantage of you” I said as I look directly into his eyes. “Well, unless Nora Spencer has you wrapped around her cute little ass.” There take that Dern, now you are on the defensive.
 
Dern Miles

As we moved into the establishment, I could feel Vera's soft body as she held on to my arm, if she did not look so healthy, I would have worried about the heat radiating off of her. But then again, less than 24 hours ago, I had a warm-bodied female in bed, so it was not really right to compare the two. It would be like comparing apples and watermelons, yes Vera is the watermelon, a pair in fact.

Our conversation started with some serious sparring, with Vera making a lunge by providing me with details about the owner of the suspicious van. I returned with a jab at what a strange conversation starter that was and then she made a jab about Nora.

"I think the correct terminology is 'wrapped around her finger', but I will admit that I like yours better."

I raised my glass in salute and after taking a sip, I shrugged, "The only person with exclusive rights to me, is my boss, he pays my salary and that is what is important. Working with Nora has certain . . ." I gave her a sly smile, "benefits."

As the Martini is more a cocktail than hard liquor, it was quite impressive how she could drink it down like it was water. I must admit, that never in a hundred years, could I have imagined sitting opposite such a ravishingly beautiful woman, having a sparring match with words.

"But if you have that type of information, you must be either the best private investigator ever, or you have the right contacts, I will bet money on the latter, since you do appear to be very well connected."
 
Vera

I was going to answer Dern question, but if you don’t know already, dragon’s like to brag or in their way of thinking… tell the truth.

“I think I’m a pretty good private investigator. My services require a $100,000 retainer. My fee, for most cases, is also $100,000 plus expenses. My fees are NOT contingent on the outcome or results of the investigation. That is because, I have a 100% success rate on all previous investigations. I have a perfect record.” I told Dern.

“I’m probably the best PI you will ever meet. I’m smart enough, to be well connected.” I told him. Now a human might give some credit for their success to others. No, not a dragon. I’m the best because of my effort. It is why we are no longer the apex predator. But I’ll discuss the dragon’s downfall later. In my defense, I have learned to work together with others. It is just hard for me.

The waiter came over to take our order

“I’m paying, and don’t be polite, order the most expensive thing on the menu, if you wish. After all, you do have to put up with my big ego.” I told Dern with a smile.

I ordered the FILET 12 oz 1855 black angus cooked rare, and added a lobster tail. I also ordered a 100-dollar bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon.

As the waiter walked away, it was time to drop surprise number two.

“Dern Miles, son of Dr. Christopher Miles, a well-known and respected scientist. Dern went to school and afterwards went into the army. Came back to continue his father’s work. Studying fossils found in a mine in the Midwest in 1825. Dr Miles passed away in a robbery last year. The circumstances somewhat strange. Your boss… also hidden from the internet. Have I got most of that right?” I asked Dern

Dern show no emotions at my comments

“Dern, I did not check into your background to piss you off. I did it to protect myself. Your father’s death, the van parked outside the lab, your mysterious boss, I needed to know who I was dealing with. You checked out. You are a fine person and honorable. That is very important to me.” I explained.
 
Dern Miles

I never have been a person for expensive food or drink, I just wanted it to do the job it should be doing. I ordered another whiskey with a ribeye steak with steamed vegetables. I must admit that I did not expect the next bit of information she dropped on me. Not that what she said was some sort of secret, but once again the utter strangeness of her were fabulously on display.

"To protect yourself?"

I smiled at her, "So I guess if you did not like what you found out, I would have ended up standing outside and you never showed up?"

I shook my head, "Most of what you said is common knowledge, so I am not worried about that, you just need to have read the article about my father's death and you would have been able to get that information. As to my employer, I don't know much about them either, I have a supervisor that I report to, but he is not the one in charge and I get the feeling that you have contact with the group who is running the show, otherwise you would never have gotten through the front door, especially while wearing weapons."
 
Vera

“If I found out you were someone I could not trust, I still might have shown up, but I would have been armed.” Vera replied. “We’ll get back to the people in charge of your research in a minute. Let’s talk about what I can do for you. First, I think I can help catch your father’s killers. I’ll do it for free… I'm stuck here waiting for answers from my client, and your bosses. I need something to do besides drinking martinis and bothering Nora” I teased.

“Next, let’s talk about tonight.” I said

“Tonight?” Dern asked with an innocent look on his face

“Yes, here is what I’m thinking… we enjoy this diner, then we go back to my place. We have sex… and then go visit Mr. Max Barlow at Holiday Inn Express, room 122. I think with the right motivation he might be fun to talk to. Or we can visit Max first… and then have sex afterwards. Totally your call” I suggested
 
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Dern Miles

"You mean, better armed." I gave her a slight smirk, "You conceal them very well Vera, but I know you are armed at the moment."

I, of course had a weapon on me, but I was more likely to use the knife to get away than to take on any danger. I shook my head, "Nothing is for free, there is no way that a high-paid investigator, like yourself, would help me to look into my father's death, look into why a man in an unmarked, tinted out van was outside my apartment and want to have sex with me, after paying for dinner. And all of that with no costs or strings?"

I shook my head again, "You're after something Vera and I want to know what it is. My father was important to me, that is the only reason I took this job when it was offered, and right now, you are very close to messing that up for me and that I can't allow."
 
Vera

As Dern made his comment, our food arrived. The timing was good because I was about to say something I would have regretted. Instead, I just growled. The waiter thought it was my stomach. I have no idea what Dern thought. I was pretty mad at myself. I had been acting like a dumb Orc, not a clever dragon. I needed to back off and be less aggressive. As the waiter departed, I made a joke to help reset the situation with Dern.

“Right now the only thing I want is this steak!” I told him as I took a few bites. It was actually very good steak which surprised me. I drank some of my wine and turned to Dern.

“Dern, I came on a little strong. I’m sorry about that. I don’t want to mess anything up for you. If I’m doing that, please let me know. That is not my intent.” I explained.

“As far as what I want, I’m not exactly sure… well beside a roll in the hay with you” I said. He rolled his eyes on that comment.

“What a gal can’t throw herself at a man anymore?” I replied. Dern expression on his face was… stop bullshitting me.

“Ok… The Union of the Volatile Bones, I believe they call themselves. You…” And I almost said humans but I caught myself “Paleontologists and your secret societies. Really, that shit is something that belongs in a fictional novel or some mysterious realm of dark academia. I’m sure this society hides behind ivy-covered walls, has meeting in candlelit dungeons and chants weird shit.

Anyhow the Union has existed for a long time. The earliest record I found was 1898, but it was around earlier, I’m sure. I did not learn anything more about the purpose of this elusive organization. I asked a few of my best contacts and nothing more than that. I was able to get an invite to your lab, through the university where Dr Soga Shihei teaches. But that is it. I have a guess what the Union is working on, but nothing solid. So what do I want? Well, I thought I’d go straight to the source. You” I explained

“I want to know what this secret society is up to? What is so special about the fossils you found? Why are they “unique”, “spectacular”, and “classified”. I ask for this information, because I might be able to help the Union, help you, get to some answers faster.” I explained.
 
Vern Miles

Well if the woman was a strange one, she at least had good tastes, the steak was succulent and soft, prepared perfectly. She was not just coming on strong, but now I realized why I did not notice Nora's subtle flirting, not because she did not have Vera's looks, she wasn't upfront and direct about it. The problem with Vera is that she was not just straightforward, she pushed for what she wanted and she definitely wanted to have sex. This was nothing new, I knew that women had sex drives and libidos that could rival and even surpass men, but this was just . . . strange. I, of course, should be flattered that a woman that looked like Vera would want to have sex with me, she was the image of what a goddess should look like, but my old instincts kept warning me that something was off about her.

"I can't tell you anything about the group I work for, even if I wanted to. I know nothing apart from the name of my supervisor. I am basically the new guy and even though I have been given free rein over my father's work, the rest of the laboratory and the studies done by the other professors and doctors are restricted access. Just like my work is."

I took a sip of my drink.

"The reason that the fossils that I am working on are given those labels is that they are unique and spectacular, but they are also classified and I can not divulge the reason why because I don't know why they are classified."

I leaned closer though, "I can tell you, that even though I am not as experienced as the leading Paleontologists, I can see that these fossils are unique and I have done a wide spectrum of tests on most of them and not all of the fossils that my father had, had come from that Midwest mine. Some of them came from outside of America, but they all belong to the same kind of animal."

I could see her eyes staring at me with such attention, that I knew she drank down this information like she had downed that Martini. I leaned back and started eating my steak, "But that is as much as I can tell you, it is really hush-hush."

It almost looked like those golden eyes started to glow and I shrugged, "Why don't you request a visitor's pass, I am going to take out one part of the collection that I have not yet inspected, tomorrow. I am sure that as a visitor, you can watch."
 
Vera

I was stunned by what Dern had told me. And that is hard to do to a dragon. It sounded like I had been right, that the fucking humans had found fossils of some of the fantasy creatures and were keeping the whole thing secret. The fossils were not just in the US, this was worldwide.

To keep that a secret was amazing. Humans are usually such chatter boxes. This was big, really big. My eyes started to glow from the excitement of it all.

“Dern, I will certainly be there. It sounds exciting.” I said with eagerness in my voice. “But please don’t do anything that would cause you any trouble.” I added.

I took a few more bits of my steak and then I finished my glass of wine. I refilled my glass by emptying the bottle.

“Well, now that we have business taken care of. We can start the date” I suggested.

“Really?” Dern said at my awkward transition statement.

“I did tell you I’m kind of out of practice” I told him with a smile. I have been living with human for almost 700 years. I have dated quite a few over that time. But ever since I moved to New Mexico in 1924, I have not dated. That was almost 100 years ago.

I opened my purse and pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to him. The title on top of the paper was “Questions you should ask on your first date” He started to laugh.

“Well, I got it from the internet” I said in my defense. “I think it might be fun to answer some of them. How about we alternate.” I suggested

“Ok” Dern agreed “First question goes to you. “What Makes You Unique?”

I giggled inside. I’m a fucking dragon… how about that for starters. But I knew I could not say that. “Well, I think my amber colored eyes are pretty unique”

Dern looked into my eyes “I agree” he said. Did I detect a hit of lust in his voice?

“Ok, my turn” I said, ”What are some random fun facts you like?”

“Besides Babe Ruth’s batting average?” Dern asked.

“Boring” I told him.

“My father told me several stories about how Fossils might help explain ancient mythology. You see, people found fossils throughout history and didn’t really know what they were, which might help explain some ancient mythology. The Ancient Greeks believed in Cyclopes. One popular explanation why? Ancient elephants once roamed the area. The empty space in their skull where the trunk would go, when found by an ancient person, might have looked like the perfect spot for a single eye.

He also told the stories of people finding the large bones from creatures like mammoths and interpreting them as having once belonged to giant humans. In 1712, Puritan minister Cotton Mather (of Salem Witch Trial fame) professed in a letter to the Royal Society of London that parts of a mastodon skeleton were evidence that there were giants in the Americas, and that those giants were taken out by the flood described in the Bible.”

I was surprised by Dern’s answer… but now knowing what the Union of the Volatile Bones was doing, it made perfect sense.

Dern smiled “What's Something You Want to Learn or Wish You Were Better At?”

Crap that was a hard question. I have lived for so long I have learned a lot. I have never stopped learning. Also I’m pretty good at most things, at least that is how my big dragon ego sees it. But at this moment I knew one thing I wish I was better at.

“I wish I was better at first dates” I answered with a laugh

“You do kind of suck at them. But I don’t think you are doing that bad” He added with a smile.

“My turn, who are the special people in your life?” I asked him

Dern thought for a while and then said. “In some ways, I can give you the standard answer, family, and friends from college and the Army. In other ways, I sorry to report, I moved here a year ago and I’m still making connections.”

“I hope I can be one of those connections” I told Dern

He smiled. “My last question, would you rather…” then he paused. I knew the question on the paper stop there as well. “Yeah, I did not get that one, either” I told him.

“It is a game… you provide two choices and see which one the person picks. I’m just trying to think up two choices.” Dern replied.

“Ok, would you rather go into the past and correct a mistake, or jump into the future to prevent one?”

As Dern finished the questions, tears had already formed in my eyes. The past was so painful for me. I had convinced many of the good races to band together. To fight together as a team. To save this world against the evil creatures. In the end everyone died. Entire races… wiped out. Elves, dwarves, centaurs, dragons, the list goes on and on.

The answer to Dern question was simple.

“I’d fix a big mistake I made many years ago” I said

“Vera, are you ok?” Dern asked as he saw how upset I was. I took my napkin and dried my eyes then drained my wine glass.

“I’m fine. And please don’t ask me about the mistake. It is a painful memory” I told Dern. I took a deep breath and shook off my sour mood.

“I will ask the last question. Would you rather go back to my place… or visit Max Barlow?” I asked
 
Dern

We were actually having a bit of fun, seems like there is a part of Vera that can actually be more than just acting like a predator the whole time, either business or hunt. I was enjoying the light banter, even though I did go into fossils and history and she did not seem bored but fascinated.

How was I to know that her past contained such a bad memory, that it would sour the mood so quickly? One thing I can say is she did recover very fast from it. The next question from her seems like she had reset into her usual mode. Hunt or business. I really did not understand why suddenly two women would be hunting me, was it the season or something? First Nora, who is not an unattractive woman, and now, Vera, who is almost breaking the scale of 10 and heading for an 11. So I decided to play it safe for now.

"Since you are being adamant about it, how much will the visit to Max Barlow cost me?"
 
Vera

“Excellent! You really get to know someone in a stressful situation. We’ll still need to stop by my place to pick a few things up.” I replied. I was liking the idea of a little excitement before the bedroom excitement. If you get my drift.

“I assume you can handle a Benelli M4 tactical shotgun?” I asked

At first Dern thought I was joking, but then he realized I was not. “Sure” He answered

“Good” I acknowledged. Then I asked “I don’t want dessert, the meal was filling, but I would like a nice cup of coffee… how about you?”

“Coffee as well” He agreed.

I signaled the waiter, who took our orders.

“Dern, I really enjoyed this dinner. I know it was a little awkward, and I’m sorry for my miss steps. I would like to ask you for a redo. Maybe another day this week?” I asked him

“Perhaps, if I survive tonight, I’ll ask you out” Dern suggested.

“Oh, you will survive, I can guarantee that.” I replied “I’d enjoy you asking me out.”

1 Hour later

My Hummer pulled into the Holiday Inn Express parking lot. I glanced over to Dern who held the shotgun like an expert. I had added a leather jacket to my outfit, to look more like a PI and to keep me warmer. It also helped hid my 9 mm. Dern had also put on his jacket, to hide the shotgun.

“I think we’ll do a little bit of surveillance before we approach this guy.” I suggested. “I’ll peek in his window, while you check out his van. We’ll meet back here. Remember he is in room 122.”


“Ok” Dern agreed.


I got out of the car, and slipped my 9mm in the small of my back. Then I walked towards the hotel. I went in via the front door, and no one stopped me. I glanced down the hallway to figure out the number system of the rooms, and quickly figured out which room was 122.

Then I walked around the side of the building. The thick curtains were pulled closed on Max Barlow’s room. “He is a bit smarter, then I thought” I said to myself. I listened at the window and only heard the sound of a TV on.

Then I walked back to my car. Dern was there waiting, the shotgun wedged under his jacket.

“I could not look into the room, but it sounds like he is there by himself. Any luck with the Van?” I asked Dern.

“No, blacken windows and all the door locked.” He reported.

“Ok” I said “Show time. There are multiple ways to talk to this guy. 1) We can call him direct and tell him we want to talk. He might agree. No problem… or he might run and then we grab him. 2) I call him and pretend to be the front desk. Tell him there is a problem with his credit card, we need to re-swipe it. When he leaves his room to walk to the front desk, we grab him. 3) I knock on his door. When he opens it, I push my way into his room. Which one do you like best?” I asked
 
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Jason

"Problem is that a person who is as careful as him, would not pay with a credit card, but cash. So that will render option two, moot. I think option three is a better idea, but instead of you knocking on his door, let me do it. Since I saw him leave, I can be an irate and jealous boyfriend. If he confronts me, I can take him down, if he runs away, he's all yours."

"What about option one?"

I ponder the idea again, "It has merits, but again, he will be highly suspicious of how you or I found him here. I can at least do the boyfriend thing, saying that I followed him and I want the photos he took of my girl. That gives it a bit of credibility."

She thought it over and nodded her consent, I slipped from the HUMMER and walked to the room. The television was rather loud, but not deafening. I pounded on the door and the volume got turned down.

"Who is it?"

I pounded harder, shouting, "You're the guy with the white van! Come out here you peeping bastard! I saw you taking pictures of my girl!"

"What?"

I pounded harder on the door, "I fucking saw you, man! That camera pointed right at my woman! Open up or I will get the cops to get that photos from your camera!"
 
Vera

Max Barlow had been jerking off to the photos he took of Nora bouncing on some guy’s cock. The slut was getting it good, and the photos showed the pleasure in her face. Max was not a very good photographer, but when you have a subject like Nora’s naked body at the moment of an orgasm, almost any photographer looks like a great one.

Then there was someone pounding at his door. He turned down the TV and asked who it was. It was the guy Nora had been fucking! Max could not believe it. He zipped up his pants and grabbed his gun.

“Fuck this guy” he said under his breath as he quickly yanked open his hotel door. The gun pointed at where a normal person would stand when pounding on a door. That was not where Dern or I stood. Both of us were on either side of the door. Suddenly, Max had a shotgun on his forehead and I put a 9mm against his left side.

“I’ll take the gun” I said as I grabbed it out of his hand.

“Hands on your head… and walk back into your room” Dern instructed Max.

I followed and closed the door. I got a better look at the man. He had slicked back hair and brown eyes. He was overweight, wearing jeans and a wife beater t-shirt. A real scumbag loser.

“Sit on the chair and don’t move” Dern said as I grabbed the cell phone on the bed. There was a picture of Nora bouncing on some guy’s big cock.

“Nice pictures of Nora” I joked as I handed Dern the phone, and grabbed his hands and pulled them behind his back. Using the lamp cord, and tied his hands.

Max was looking me over with his brown eyes. He did an inventory of my long legs, hips, and cleavage.

"Vera Burns, what brings a gorgeous detective such as yourself to this town?" he asked

"Personal business, Max Barlow," I replied. The asshole had been keeping track of all the visitors to the lab, and ran my plates to find me. Dern was looking through his phone as I sat on the bed, giving Max an excellent view into the top of my blouse.

"You look like you've been taking naughty pictures of people… Why did you take those photos?” I asked. A subtle scowl darkened his brow as I spoke.

"Ms. Burns, what are you implying with these questions? It is not a felony to take pictures of an obvious slut!" he grinned. He was trying to bait us into action.

"Actually, it is a crime” I warned him. “I also happen to know you were in this town when Dr Christopher Miles was killed a year ago.” I stated. His eyes went wide when he realized what I had just said.

"How the hell did you know that?" he demanded.

"That's irrelevant, but I will be providing that information to the police." I told him

Red rage flashed over his face. “You don’t know who you are dealing with.” He threatened. He scowled at me for a few seconds, then he smiled and shook his head. "You can spout this nonsense to police all day, Ms. Burns. It won't make any difference."

"Max, don’t be stupid. Who hired you to spy on the laboratory? Time to tell." I asked

"No one, I’m working on my own." Max replied

“Your witness” I told Dern
 
Dern Miles

I could not believe that Vera could come right out and just ask Max about my father's death, but from the look of the man, he knew something. I was distracted by the sight down Vera's top, in that regard, Max and I had the same thing in common, as he was staring at her top or well, her cleavage. When Vera mentioned that I am to question Max next, I pulled the straight-backed wooden chair closer and sat down on it. I looked Max in the eye until he forced his gaze away from Vera's chest.

"You know Max, the fact that I was in the Army is general knowledge, but let me tell you a little something. I have a challenge coin."

Max shifted and frowned, not sure where I was going with this.

"You see Max, usually when you join this group, you are in for life. You will die in a training accident and be buried with full honors. The name of the group is very well known, yet, nobody knows what really happens inside the group."

Max smirked, "What? You want to tell me that you're spec ops?"

I smile slightly, "Used to be Max. And you know what one part of the training entails?"

I drew the knife from under my jacket, "Interrogation resistance. Now they will never disable an operator during training, but we sure as hell learned quite a lot."

I tapped the knife on his left knee, "I can start with the foot, and trust me, with ice, heat, and tourniquets, I can prevent you from bleeding out. And if you believe that whomever you are protecting will kill you, just remember, silence will kill you as well, it will only take much longer."
 
Vera

Sweat was running down Max’s face as Dern tapped his knee with the knife. I hate evil and have no problem killing it when I see it. I prefer however to use the justice system when possible. I saw a chance to get Max to talk, with Dern’s actions more as a backup approach.

I step over next to Max.

“Max, don’t be stupid. Dern will get you to talk. Everyone breaks under torture, you know that.” I told him.

“Fuck Off BITCH” Max said defiantly.

“Max, let me tell how this is going to go down.

1) We release you now… and your evil friends will kill you for failing your surveillance job, and allowing the investigation into Dr Miles death to be reopened. In other words, you are already a dead man.

2) You tell us what we need to know and turn yourself in. If you don’t trust the local cops, I can have the FBI pick you up. Your evil friends will want to kill you, but they are going to be very busy. Dern and I will be closing the noose on them. They, frankly, will not have the time to deal with you. You live, and serve time for your role in the Doctor’s death and this spying business.”

“How about I lie to you and run” Max suggested

“Not a good option. First off, you can’t run if you are tied up. Second, I’m pretty good with voices.” I said as I switched to Max’s voice. “See” the voice was not perfect, so I adjusted a little bit and tried again “See, I can sound just like you.” My voice sounded just like Max’s

Then I showed Max the cell phone call history “Maybe I call this number. The number that repeats every day and ask them for help since I’m tied up in my hotel room. Dern and I might learn a lot from what happen after that call” I said with a smile.

“How are you doing that?” Max asked as my voice sounded just like his. He was shocked. Golden dragons can polymorph into any shape, which allows me to alter my vocal cords, and nasal cavities to imitate other people’s voices.

“It takes practice” I said back in my Vera Burns’ voice. “You’re fucked… so talk”

Max looked at Dern again. Dern smiled “Vera… get me a towel, we don’t want the neighbors to hear his screams.”

“Sure” I said as I moved towards the bathroom

“Fuck” Max grumbled “I’ll talk” he agreed. “I work for a guy named Iret Nuzog. He is a big, ugly guy. I was the bagman on the robbery last year. I did not shoot Dr Miles. That was a woman named Amelia Malum.”

“Where is Amelia?” I asked

“I don’t know. Dead probably” Max said

“Why are you spying on the Laboratory? and taking photos of Nora?” I asked

“I do what I’m told. I got no fucking idea why Iret cares about that laboratory” Max confessed.

“Tell me in detail what Iret looks like?” I asked.

“He is some kind of mutant. He is huge, stands between 9 and 10 feet tall and weighs close to a thousand pounds. He has deformed teeth… they look like fangs. He is very strong. I saw him grab a guy once and tear his arm off. He ate the arm raw. He wears a bone necklace made from the people he has killed.”

I was shocked when I heard Max say the name Iret Nuzog. But I was even more shocked when he described him. A memory from 700 years ago came back to me. The most powerful Ogre on the side of evil was named Iret Nuzog. He survived the last battle? Where the hell has he been hiding? How did he live this long?

“Did Iret order the robbery a year ago?” I asked

“Yes” Max admitted.

“FBI or local cops?” I asked

“FBI” he answered.

“Your witness” I told Dern, as I called my FBI buddy.
 
Dern Miles

I looked at Max as he told his story, as fabulous as it sounded, the man was quite honest. I tapped his knee with the knife, drawing his attention back to me and away from Vera's form.

"Come now Max, that story just sounds far-fetched. 9 to 10 feet tall? Almost a ton in weight? Those dimensions would make him morbidly obese and unable to move."

Max looked at me, glancing at the blade of the knife, "I-it's true. The man is massively huge, there are others with him, but he is the largest."

I shook my head, "And the others range between three feet to seven feet, mostly grey or green skin, with strange eyes."

Max looked shocked, "Yes, how did you know?"

I sat in stunned silence, remembering the rendering of the fossils that Nora are working on. The small hominid blasted with directed hot plasma-like flames. I slid the knife back into the sheath and Max smirked.

"You know something, don't you? I think you have reached the point your father had before the robbery."

I glanced at him, rising to my feet, and without warning, slapped him with the stock of the shotgun, knocking him out cold.
 
Vera

“Well, I have learned a lot tonight” I said to Dern as we walked back to my Hummer. “You are a Spec Ops bad ass.”

“Vera” Dern protested and warned me at the same time to stop.

“Ok, seriously, I think I have a working theory on what the hell is going on” I explained as we got in and I started up the engine. “These bad guys, led by some freak named Iret Nuzog are trying to get at your fossils or stop the lab from figuring something out. What that is I’m not sure, but I have an idea. However, assuming that is the case, they found out about your father’s fossils and work. When he got too close, they killed him hoping that would stop the discovery. However, his smart and handsome son” I winked at Dern at this statement as I drove into my hotel parking lot. “Continued his father’s work. Uncovering or rediscovering the secret. Nora, with the really nice ass, let the cat out of the bag, with her facebook post. That is what tipped off my client, the pic of those fossils. The bad guys, saw the same pic, and started to watch the lab again. Max the pervert, follows Nora around including her night time activities. Nice cock by the way. I assume that was you fucking her.

“Keep going” Dern encouraged me, ignoring my cock comment

“What is interesting… is the last statement Max said …you reached the point your father had before the robbery. First off, Max is a dumbass, because that means he was not doing just what he was told. This whole robbery thing was bullshit.

But it also means… you think the fossils are from some little green men. Maybe space aliens or something?” I concluded as I turned off the engine. "Is that what you figured out?" I asked challenging Dern with my stare.

“You know what I found interesting?” Dern countered staring right back at me. “Your request for the details of what Iret looks like. You know this guy. I saw the small hint of shock and surprise in your face when Max described him. Also stop bullshitting me… there is no client. You are the one interested in the fossils. You are the one well connected with the various governments and several paleontology groups”

We remained quiet as we looked at each other. I have to say, Dern was acting more and more like a male dragon. It was turning me on. Defiant, blunt, confrontational and smart. He won the staring contest too. I looked down into my lap.

“Dern, you are right. I do not know for sure, but I ran into this Iret a while ago. I thought he was dead. It was a surprise to find out he is alive. And yes, if it is the same guy, he is 9-10 feet tall and fat. As far as the client goes, he does not exist. I’m interested in your fossils. I don’t think they are space aliens, I think they might be goblins.” I explained.

Now there was nothing but complete silence in the car.

“I know, it sounds crazy. But what if some of the odd bones people have found over the ages are misinterpreted? What if some of them actually belonged to giant humans? Or goblins? It would be the most important and valuable fossils ever found. I’m not trying to stop the science, I’m trying to help, with more funding.” I explained.

“And a huge profit when you resell the fossils of a goblin. You’ll make a fortune!” Dern commented.

“Or if it is a mistake, I’ll lose money.” I pointed out. “Dern, there are things I just can’t tell you. I’m a private detective. I have secrets. You also can’t tell me things… Spec Ops missions and such. That is not a reason we can't be friends, even lovers. I have not been dishonest about helping you or what I want. I’m willing to pay a fair price and wait until your research is done. And right now, I’m helping you solve your dad’s murder, find some bad people, and tell you what I know about your fossils.” I explained.

My comments seemed to calm him down.

“My guess is that Iret will not figure out Max is out of action until his next scheduled check in. Then they will start looking for him. The lab is safe for a few days. Shall we enjoy the rest of our evening, I can offer you a nightcap in my room. We can talk more… or shall we call it a night?” I asked him.
 
Dern Miles

Well, the truth came out, but it actually raised more questions than provided answers. I ran my hands over my face and thought about it. I still sensed that Vera was hiding something, she did admit to it, but I felt like there was something big. (Yes, dear reader, pun intended.)

"Nora's fossils and find will explain your interest in the hominid, that would explain why you mentioned goblins and I can understand why you would want to help the research and buy a fossil. I can understand all of that. You are also correct about fossils being misinterpreted, especially in the earlier years."

I looked at her, "This could also mean that the whole evolutionary theory about mankind will be wrong. Do you know what kind of impact these fossils can have on the world in general? No wonder they want it kept silent. It does not correspond with science or religion."

I wasn't sure what it was about this woman, on the one hand, my body was definitely reacting to her, which I guess she was quite used to. But my mind kept warning me, that there was something dangerous about her.

"Well, since you do have good taste in food, I will try that nightcap."

Yup, I am a man, I am going to listen to my body.
 
Vera

As we got out of the car and headed for my room. I was happy Dern had decided to join me for a night cap. Why, was a total mystery to me. I was acting like a human when I'm a dragon. Dragons don’t need anyone. We don’t need partners… friends… anyone! We are solitary creatures!

We rode up the elevator in silence. I knew my last statement was exactly why, dragons were no longer the apex predators. We never understood the power of a team. Humans worked together, their collective intelligence and power was 1000 times more powerful than a dragon. Instead of shying away from human traits, I should be adopting them.

I realized something for the first time in my long life. My mind was focused on Dern and humans. What would happen to their culture and society if these fossils got out. I was part of their team.

We walked to my room and I opened the door.

“Dern, when I said night cap, I meant sex” I told him

“I know” Dern replied with a knowing smile.

“Good” I replied. He chuckled. I leaned in and kiss him. It was a soft kiss, a hint at the passion to come. “I'm really going to fuck the shit out of you” I whisper to him as I kissed him again, this time harder.

“You are so romantic” Dern joked “But maybe, I’m going to fuck the shit out of you!”

I knew there was something about this guy! He was special! I gave him a strong passionate kiss… a kiss full of feeling… a signal that I wanted him and he could do anything he wanted to me. The passion of the kiss increased until both our toes curled in intense joy. We separated … both gasping.

“MMMMM nice kiss” I cooed, smiling at Dern. We got inside my room and closed the door. I pulled off my jacket and he looked over my body. I had my shoulders back, proudly, self-confidently, displaying my massive chest, under the yellow blouse. Dern reached over and opened the blouse. He freed my glorious breasts.

“I like that look better” he said. This was going to interesting. Both of us wanted to be in control of the sex. I usually dominated most males with my beauty and aggressiveness. But not Dern, he was challenging me. I pushed him back along the bed as both my long sexy legs came up alongside his body, straddling him.

He placed his hands on my two giant breasts. I moaned as he kneaded them as I ground my crotch against his bugling crotch. I decided then, it might be fun to let him be in control of the action tonight.

“What can I do for you?” I asked as he increased the pleasure my breasts were feeling.
 
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Dern Miles

I was glad that we were on the same page, I knew that she had one thing in mind, in fact, the moment she had invited me out to dinner earlier today, I knew. How? Because when a woman wants something, especially information, they used a lot of various methods to get what they want, and sex is of course one of those methods.

I kneaded her soft breasts as my fingers toyed with her hardening nipples, feeling that thrill that you get when a person seems to submit to you. But I knew that her giving in to me, meant that we would both get what we want and that was to have a good, hard fuck. Even with a pair of glorious breasts in my hands, and a soft, warm body pressing against me, I still could not still that warning claxon in the back of my mind.

I smiled at her as my hands kept gently kneading her breasts, the hard nipples and her hips grinding against mine a clear indication that this was definitely working for her as well, "Well, since you already deducted that Nora rode my cock last night and you clearly liked what you saw, how about you try it out and see if it is that good?"

Her smile was mischievous and I could have sworn her eyes sparkled extra bright as she slid from my lap and shucked her top, displaying her toned body to my appreciative gaze, "You drive a HARD bargain, but I will definitely TAKE IT."

Did she just try and use sexual innuendo as puns?

But when she turned away and started to slide the jeans over her sexy ass and down her long, firm legs, I really did not mind anymore.
 
Vera

I slipped off my pants and panties. Dern had a nice view off my ass as he slipped off his pants too. As I turned back around to face him, I said

“No butts about it, that is one big cock”

The rest of Dern was not too bad either. He was fit, like 6 pack abs fit, and had a powerful chest. But his cock was really something else. The thing was thick and big and beautiful. It demanded my attention. I straddled him again and reached forward to pick up his cock. It was heavy and smooth. I stroked it with one hand as I took the other and held his big balls.

I was going to need some help getting this big thing in me. I took some of my pussy wetness and slowly worked my natural lube around the tip of his cock. Wow, even the tip was larger than I thought. I stroked the shaft spreading the lube along its entire length. I was turned on, but I wanted to make sure, Dern was enjoying the view too. I slowly stroked his glistening cock as I leaned down, hanging my huge breasts on either side of his cock. Using my arms to squeeze my breasts together, his cock slid up between my breasts. Watching the tip appear just under my chin I couldn't resist giving cock a lick on the underside of the tip. I stroked his cock like this for a minute.

Then I released his cock and moved up, allowing the cock to make contact with my clit. I held his cock, as I gently rubbed myself against his cock. I let out a soft moan as I continued stroke his cock and my clit. I thought about how this cock was going to feel inside me. It was time to find out.

With my mouth hanging open as I moaned, I pushed the cock between my legs until the tip was positioned between my pussy lips. I slid the tip so it was resting against my opening. With the tip positioned I gently applied pressure. I could feel the tip was right where it needed to be. And with the application of a little more pressure his cock went in.

I let out a long moan "OOHHHHHHHH", his cock popped inside followed by a few unintentional inches. I fell forward on to Dern’s chest as an orgasm that had been building hit me. I had over excited my clit or something. I tried to cover it up, I did not want Dern to know how much pleasure his cock gave me.

But I think he noticed my heavy breathing, and my super hard nipples. I needed to improve for him and I did. I started to ride his cock like a champion. My pussy full of juice from the orgasm, I was pleasure in motion. I knew Dern was loving it. But by the gods it felt amazing to me as well. His cock seems to hit every spot just right for me. And the further I rode his cock, the more spots it was hitting.

"Oh, that's it right there, fuck my pussy harder," I say more to myself than Dern. I rode his cock faster. My hand on his big chest as my hip rode up and down… banging his cock into me. Dern had been clever, when a woman was on top, their controlled the fucking, and had a much higher chance of achieving orgasm. Well, it worked.

“Oh, fuck I'm going to cum again.” I thought. I sat down on Dern’s cock and used my free hand to rubbed my clit. I came in seconds and it was a big orgasm. My pussy was trying to contract around his cock but because of its size there's nowhere to go.

Wave after wave washes over me. I was soaked and so was Dern’s cock. I could feel the tingling in my pussy as pulled his cock from me. My own juices running down my ass.

“Now I think it is your turn” I suggested.
 
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