thoughts from an forensic science student

Well I couldn’t decide whether to write two short blogs or one long blog so I asked someone and their response was: “it’s not quantity its quality” and I had to laugh because that doesn’t answer my question all that well but any way I went with one long blog. The first part shall be about my “John Doe” and the second part about the lady who I impressed with “John Doe.”

Last week I was given the lovely deadline of this coming Monday to figure out whom “human ooze” was. That explains why I wasn’t around to write much last week. Well anyway I had to find an ID for the bucket of slime sitting on my examination table. This seems all fine and dandy to some of you that think I can pop this into a machine and it tells me who it is. Sadly that is not the case it takes a lot of work.  Well as a last resort Friday afternoon I searched through the sludge one more time and found something shiny. My first thought was melted plastic or some sort of oil but then I found it was a chip of some sort. (Hears angels singing in the background) Guess what it is?? Go ahead guess!! Ok fine I’ll tell you. It was a piece of a pacemaker! And ya’ll all want to know why this is so exciting and it’s because this man was the only one with a pacemaker out of the list of missing men! So Friday when I found this I went leaping into my boss’s office (with piece in hand) and practically strike her with a lightning fast speech on my new discovery. The look on her face was epic! It was the dear in the headlights with WTF mixed in. She laughed and asked me to slow down and try again. I showed her what was in my hand and she was just as excited as I. she quickly looked up the info on the man and smiled: she had found a match. She called the police team and gave them the lovely news. Guess who’s moving up?!?! ME I am so happy like it’s kind of crazy like an orgasm at the work level. Ha-ha the pun totally not intended. So now I feel like I get to rub it in the big shots face cause me a student found it and they didn’t. So I had already scheduled to have dinner with the boss lady and now that I had found that I had a feeling that I would get more than dinner or dinner would be canceled either way. Stupid paper work but guess what neither of us had to do it she gave it to the other intern josh who had to do it all. Yay for being a favorite! Well that kind of introduces you into the next topic “The Boss”.

I have an amazing boss who is the perfect angel from heaven she is so nice to everyone it is ridiculous. I envy her for that. Anyway enough of my star struck babble. So I noticed about a month ago that my boss was particularly fond of me. I didn’t think too much about it till about a week ago when she led me into the locker room to play with me. Well that ended up being me playing with her until she orgasm several times. But back to Friday and a date. She told me she liked seafood and Italian food so in Texas that means “Olive Garden.”  I dressed in a skirt and nice top and some flats just the casual girl attire but when I arrived I saw her and wow black slacks, a red V neck and heels. To most of you lovely readers black and red mean nothing to you. As for the select few of you that really know me, you know that the entire date would be me trying to behave. I’ll explain that in a later post. But anyway I sat across from her at dinner and chatted about music and things in her life. Now that’s all I really got out of that conversation because I have the mind of a man I was staring into her soul through her red V neck. I had to study body language last year and boy did I put it to good use. I ordered my usual of muscles and shrimp pasta not even thinking about what her reaction would be. Well she ordered something with scallops and shrimp and some pasta thing and when she looked at my plate she laughed. I looked at her with a strange look but then I realized why she laughed. She was afraid of the muscles on my plate. She has never eaten real seafood just the simple things like shrimp and things of that nature. She watched me eat the first one and the second. I looked at her and asked her to try one at first she was reluctant but I won her over with the old “you can look at dead decomposing bodies all day long and eat but you can’t eat a simple muscle?” so she gave in defeated by her student for the second time that day and ate it. Of course I had to take it out of the shell for her and put it on her fork. She ate it as if it were human flesh. I laughed my ass off the whole time she chewed. Well after dinner we decided to go back to her place because well she isn’t in college which means she has a house to herself. We sat in her living room and drank wine and relaxed a little. She ran off to her room for a moment and came back in wearing a bikini. I laughed at her and inquired why she changed into it little did I know her explanation would be an action. She walked me to her back yard and showed me her pool. Of course we got in silly she was in a swim suite and I was stripped to a bra and underwear (by her of course). We… well I would say swam but we didn’t and I would say sit but the water was a bit deep for me to sit I mean I only stand at 5’3. But the rest of the night was spent in and out of each other. (yes that was intended) but I found out she has only been with one other woman and that was in high school so guess what I get to be “teacher” wow I really am mini woman L look out world! So to all you curious kitty’s there is what happened on Friday night without too much detail as I hate being that personal to the whole world. More to come I promise well I’ll do my best,

                                                                                  -me