BLOG ON! *** Chapter 25  

TTigerAtty 62M
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BLOG ON! *** Chapter 25

The emergency lights were flashing against the three-story building at 74 Otis Street. Lt. Connie Conrad and her Fire Rescue crew had arrived. They were the first to respond. A SFPD squad car was being dispatched to their location, but the officers had not yet arrived. An ambulance had also been called.

"OK, Bob, you stay here with the truck. I'll take the rest of the crew in. When the police officers arrive, you fill them in on what we have here. You'll be monitoring our radio communications, so you'll know just as soon as we do. Any questions?" Lt. Conrad was very good with the direction of her crew. She had been with the SFFD for eighteen years, and so she was very confident in her role. She had seen just about everything.

Stepping out of the truck, she was met by the rest of her crew. They had emptied out of the truck as soon as it came to a full stop on the opposite side of the street from The Power Exchange.

"OK? You guys ready? You heard the radio dispatch. We've got a Caucasian female in distress on the third floor, likely drug overdose victim. The manager will meet us at the door and lead us in. Any questions?" Lt. Conrad asked.

"Nope!" was the reply from each member of her crew.

"One more thing, guys! You're gonna see some kinky shit in here, so just be prepared! OK?" Lt. Conrad warned her crew since a few of them had never been on a call to a San Francisco sex club. They would likely see scantily attired if not completely nude heterosexual and homosexual women, heterosexual and homosexual men, trans-gendereds and trans-vestites perfoming just about any sex act imaginable.

"Let's go!" Lt. Conrad led her crew up to the entrance of The Power Exchange where they were greeted by the manager, Mike Powers.

"Follow me this way!" Mr. Powers directed.

Mike Powers, a thin man with obvious gay mannerisms who stood about 5'11", dressed the part of a sex club manager. He wore a medium blue velvet jacket with black satin lapels. His shirt appeared to be silken and it was ruffled in front. A dark purple color, it clashed with his jacket. He also wore a black silk ascot, and his slacks and shoes were also black. The diamond rings on several fingers were outright gawdy.

Walking briskly through the club, Lt. Conrad and her crew noticed the neon lights, the loud music and the scantily attired patrons. Those on the first floor seemed not to be aware of nor be particularly concerned about the problem on the third floor. This group of patrons appeared to be a mixed group of straight men and women. Over in the corner, Lt. Conrad caught a glimpse of two white guys fucking a young black woman. One filled her mouth, while the other filled her ass. Then in another corner, a completely naked white man was getting a blowjob from a naked black female as a group of onlookers gathered around and watched the action with apparent glee and delight.

Damn! There is some kinky shit goin' on here! Connie thought to herself in disgust. But, she also remembered how much Michael had liked it when they came here on one of his west-coast trips a few months ago.

"Right over here, Lieutenant. We're going up to the second floor now." Mr. Powers pointed to the wide staircase before him.

As they arrived at the second floor landing and were continuing on to the third floor, Connie noticed that the group of people at this level appeared to be all male. Hmmmmm? This must be the gay floor? She surmised but did not have a need to ask.

As Lt. Conrad and her crew approached the third floor, she could see that this floor was again for men and women. On this floor, the patrons seemed to be aware of the problem. They had moved to one side of the room opening a clear pathway to the young female who was in distress.

Mike Powers pointed to a round bed in the corner. It was surrounded by mirrors on the both walls of the corner and also on the ceiling above it. From the ceiling, there hung a rotating mirrored ball that glittered and reflected the beam of light that was focused upon it. What a set-up! Connie thought to herself.

The crew spotted the naked young woman lying on the large round bed and rushed to her aid. She was lying face down. She appeared to be in her late 20's. Vital signs were quickly checked. No breathing could be detected, and no pulse could be felt. They may have arrived too late.

The crew's two trained paramedics quickly went to work. At the same time, Lt. Conrad asked Mr. Powers to lock the exits to his club. She did not want anyone to leave until the police officers arrived. They would interview patrons and release them to leave.

"Don't allow anyone to enter, and don't allow anyone to leave until the police arrive." She instructed Mr. Powers, knowing full well that she did not have the power of arrest nor detention. She simply hoped that the patrons would cooperate.

This doesn't look good! Lt. Conrad reasoned.

"Mr. Powers, do you know who this lady was with here tonight? Can you identify any of the patrons here who might have been with her earlier? Is there anyone here who saw who she was with?" Time was of the essence and Lt. Conrad needed information fast. She needed to know what type of drugs this woman might have taken. It was her guess that it was most likely Ecstacy or Cocaine, but she needed to get some type of confirmation.

"Lieutenant, I have already asked around before you arrived, and no one seems to know this lady. I am not sure if she came here with someone or if she came here alone tonight." Mr. Powers answered in his effeminite, nervous voice.

"Look, Mr. Powers! We both know that someone was having sex with that woman right over there on that bed! I doubt that she went over there alone to take a nap!" Lt. Conrad could become very direct when necessary. It was now necessary, and she was in no mood to listen to this little pervert jack her around at 2:40 am on a Sunday morning.

"Lieutenant, we have a pulse again, and she is breathing with the aid of our portable ventilator." Jack, one of the paramedics, motioned for her to come over.

"We need that ambulance now! Is it on the way yet?" Jack asked excitedly.

"Bob, this is Connie. Any sign of the ambulance or police officers yet?" Connie asked her driver who was still stationed outside.

"They both just arrived. I'm briefing them and sending them in right now. Third floor, right?" Bob asked.

"Yep, third floor! We need a gurney too. Our subject has a weak pulse and is breathing with assistance. Tell them to get up here quick!" Lt. Conrad understood that it was important to get this woman to the emergency room as quickly as possible.

The ambulance paramedics rushed in with their equipment as the police officers followed. The first order of priority was to get the lady transported to the hospital. The second order of priority for the police was to begin the investigation into how this woman had come to overdose here tonight. They would start by interviewing patrons on the third floor, then the second floor and finally the first floor. The officers realized this would require more help, and so they put in a call for another two units to be dispatched at once.

The unidentified lady was placed on the gurney and carried down to the ambulance. She was transported the emergency room of the nearest hospital. It was uncertain whether she would survive till Sunday morning, but everything was being done for her nevertheless.

At 5:15 am, the last patron was release by the six police officers now on the scene. They had collected the names, addresses, telephone numbers and Social Security numbers from 213 patrons and 10 employees. A search for physical evidence had been conducted on the entire third floor, but the only items found were found near the round bed. The police officers collected what was presumed to be the woman's clothing and shoes and an expensive looking cigarette lighter which bore the initials 'GAS'.

No one had noticed who she had arrived with and/or been with and no one claimed to know her at all. The whole situation seemed very mysterious. It was possible that whomever she had arrived with or whomever she had met there for sex paniced and abandoned her when she went into cardiac arrest.

"Thanks, officers, for all you have done here this morning!" Connie shook each of their hands.

"By the way, has anyone heard how that young woman is doing?" Lt. Conrad asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Haven't you heard yet?" One of the police officers replied.

"Heard what?" Connie asked with a stressed look upon her face.

"She died about 30 minutes ago in the emergency room." The officer responded.

Disclaimer: Any similarities between the fictional characters, businesses and locations appearing in this story and actual real people, businesses and locations is purely coincidental and are not purposely intended by the author.

Copyright © May, 2006 by TTigerAtty


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TTigerAtty 62M

5/4/2006 3:56 am

I know, MzHuny. Drugs kill people! Now, we have to find the bastards who supplied them to this young woman in exchange for sex! Who do you think the culprit(s) is (are)?


rm_magnet4u22 49F
18406 posts
5/4/2006 6:22 pm

Hmmmm...I have a theory but I will look for more clues.



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TTigerAtty 62M

5/4/2006 7:57 pm

    Quoting rm_magnet4u22:
    Hmmmm...I have a theory but I will look for more clues.
Mag ... You have always been the patient, careful and analytical type! You waited on your NCAA basketball picks in order to study it further! I am not surprised that you will reserve judgment until more clues are given. You're a sweetie! Thanks for reading all this stuff!


rm_magnet4u22 49F
18406 posts
5/5/2006 8:06 am

That would be me.....



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TTigerAtty 62M

5/5/2006 8:56 am

Definitely you! Thanks again!


want2play926 45F

5/17/2006 6:22 am

I am so hooked on this!


TTigerAtty 62M

5/17/2006 9:16 am

I appreciate you following the story, hon. I really do!


want2play926 45F

5/24/2006 9:54 pm

    Quoting TTigerAtty:
    I appreciate you following the story, hon. I really do!
Anything for you!


TTigerAtty 62M

5/25/2006 3:35 am

I am getting "hooked" on your pic! Yummy!


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