The Uncatchable Rapist

I drove quickly to Jason Markson’s house, where I had received a call about a rape. ( had been just about to go home when the call came in. Jason Markson himself had called, saying his sister Jessie Markson had been raped while he was out on a meeting. Jason had come back home, looked for his sister, and found her bruised and unconscious.

Damnit! This rapist is getting on my nerves. He is an amazing genius, if a fucked up individual.


I pulled into the driveway, taking a deep breath before I got out of my car. I walked up to the front door, and knocked. After a few moments, Jason opened the door, and showed me into his home. We walked into a sitting room, making small talk. After we sat down, I re-introduced myself to both Jason and his sister, Jessie.

“Good evening, my name is Stephen Hoss, detective.” He said as he shook both their hands. “So, Jessie, what can you tell me about this night?” He asked her gently, smiling at her.

Jessie had a blank expression on her face, her eyes red, most likely from crying. “I . . . umm, don’t remember much. I remember Jason leaving for a meeting, and then I went up to my room, and was getting undressed to go to bed, and then . . .” she sobbed out. “And then someone jumped on me, tied me up, and raped me.” After she finished, she started crying, her beautiful eyes producing tears in the gallons.

Jason rubbed her back, hugged her to him, and kissed the top of her head.

“Do you remember anything about the man? Hair color, or eye color? Skin color? Anything that might help us catch this man?” I asked her gently, still smiling.

She spoke between sobs, “Not really . . .” she sobbed into her brothers chest. “All I remember about him is that he had a cut on the side of his neck, or a tattoo.” I quickly wrote this down. This was a start, and a semi good one.

Jason whispered something into his sister’s ear before he got up and walked off. A few moments later, he came back with a cup of tea for all of us. He handed me mind, and as he did he bent down and whispered, “I put some whiskey in hers, to help calm her down”

His voice was rather calm. I made a mental note about that.

After asking a few more questions and getting no more answers, I took my leave, thanking Jason for the tea, and giving Jessie my bests.

****

Jason watched as the cop walked away, silently groaning. He hadn’t looked sad enough, and he knew it. Hopefully the cop wasn’t that analytical. Before walking back to Jessie, he grabbed a piece of chocolate from the candy bowl by the door.

“Hey, Jess, we’re moving. Okay? Let me look at houses several miles away, and then I’ll sign the paperwork.”

“Okay,” she sobbed, laying down on the couch, crying into a pillow.

Jason tossed her the chocolate before heading off to his bedroom to make the calls to move into a new house.

****

Later that night, Jason found his sister asleep, still lying on the couch. He kissed her forehead and put a blanket over her. Jason proceeded to lock all the doors and windows before he went into the kitchen to cook a steak for himself. After that was down, he went once again to his bedroom to eat it while he watched some tv.

It was almost two am when Jessie came into his room. “Hey, Jas, is it okay if I sleep in here with you? I can’t go into my room.”

“Of course,” Jason said, scooting over on his bed, making room for Jessie. “But no snoring.” He smiled at her. She managed to smile back, but it was forced.

“I don’t snore. That’s you who snores.”

“Oh.”

They both broke into laughter at that. And she jumped onto the bed, and got under the blankets. “Thanks, Jason.” She said as she hugged him, and kissed his cheek.

“Of course, baby sister.”

****

Jessie woke up with the sun, which came out at six am. She could hear soft music coming from downstairs, and the smell of blueberry pancakes. Jason is making my favorites! He better make lots of ‘em! She thought to herself as she got up, and ran downstairs, a broad smile splitting her face in two.

“Jason! It’s been years since you made me blueberry pancakes!”

“I know, Jess. I took the day off. I was thinking we could go shopping, then do lunch, then go to a movie, and then get some pizza over at Joe’s for dinner.” Jason smiled at her, knowing how much she loved Joe’s Pizza Shack.

“Really? Can you afford to take the day off? I thought you had classes today,” she asked, genuine concern in her eyes.

“I can catch up, so it’s no biggie. I wanna spend the day with my baby sister.”

Jessie ran to him, and jumped onto him, hugging and kissing furiously. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” she gasped between kisses.

“No prob, sis.”
After breakfast, which included several pieces of blueberry pancake flying towards each other, the left the house. Driving to the mall, the first went to, surprisingly, a woman’s clothing store. Jessie went around, picking out stuff, before trying them on and giving a show to Jason. He picked out three outfits, and some sexy lingerie. Jessie overruled him when he said he didn’t want to pick out underwear for his baby sister.

He was trying to hide his hard-on while she put on the lingerie show for him, and he barely succeeded.

After they bought all that stuff, the headed towards a store called ‘Gifts From Afar’ which had many cool swords, daggers, inscents, and other cool artifacts. The both bought a couple swords from there. Jason bought a Japanese Katana, and a European Broadsword, while Jessie bought a small dagger, and a rapier.

After that they headed towards the food court, and looked around for a good munchie meal. Jessie wanted to go hit up a Chinese place, and Jason wanted to go to McDonalds. He had the money, so he won.

They talked about crap while they ate, but overall they had a good time.

****

Jason stood stalk still, stalking the shadows. He had picked out his next victim while they were at the mall. Her name was Ruby Stone, a black woman of 27. She had long black hair, medium-sized breasts, and an ass to die-for.

He started stroking his dick as he watched her undress from his place in the shadows.