Heard of "fetish lifestyle." Vague term, "fetish lifestyle." To me. Aren't there, like, more sexual fetishes than you can imagine, literally? Yes, there are. Then that's why it's so fucking vague to me! What the fuck does "fetish lifestyle" mean specifically? Do you have to, like, *be* in the "fetish lifestyle to, like, know? Is it, like, a "term of fucking art?" I don't know.
Heard of dominatrix. "Sticks and stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me." Saw that on a t-shirt on a dismembered body once. Know what bdsm is. Heard, once, of "cold steel." Did NOT know that firearms are a sexual fetish, though. Thought it was just one girl's kink...WHATEVER! They are, aren't they? There's this whole fucking "fetish lifestyle" of dominatrix whatever the fucking plural of dominatrix is, of them, with firearms...Can put that on the continuum with gentle restraint on the soft end and can see where it could lead to that. Don't want to see that!, but if I have to I can see that on that continuum.Have to see that. Job. Learn a lot of things in homicide investigations, you do.
Every homicide is soo thoroughly investigated. Documented. Photographed. No stone is left unturned. Nor sticks and whips and chains!
Guy once, friend, lawyer, sat down with me in a coffee shop. "Benjamin, if I'm ever murdered I hope my body is not discovered here." "Why is that, Felix," his statement called for that follow-up query. "Because I don't want to be described as a middle-aged, overweight black male with unremarkable genitalia."
Every fucking thing is documented. Photographed. Got a case once. Years ago. Cold case. Cops finally found a print or DNA or something and made a case. Read over the file: deceased found shot to death in his car. Bad neighborhood. Jacked, he was jacked. One shot in the neck. Looked at the crime scene photos. Mother-fucker was sitting in his car fully-clothed except his zipper was undone and his dick was hanging out with a condom on it. Went to get a little chupi. Don't know if he got a little chupi. Had to call the next-of-kin on the case. Tell them an arrest had been made. Next-of-kin was his daughter. Didn't tell her about her dad's dick and the condom. Did tell her that the person arrested was, making this name up now, Shontavia McLemore, who also went by the stage name, "Princess Delight" or whatever. No, not a terribly bad record, I said of Ms. Delight to the guy's daughter, mainly prostitution.
If you have a "fetish lifestyle" try not to involve it in your deathstyle. Try not to have your body found in a red light district with a condom on your dick. 'Cause that will be noted.
Heard of dominatrix. "Sticks and stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me." Saw that on a t-shirt on a dismembered body once. Know what bdsm is. Heard, once, of "cold steel." Did NOT know that firearms are a sexual fetish, though. Thought it was just one girl's kink...WHATEVER! They are, aren't they? There's this whole fucking "fetish lifestyle" of dominatrix whatever the fucking plural of dominatrix is, of them, with firearms...Can put that on the continuum with gentle restraint on the soft end and can see where it could lead to that. Don't want to see that!, but if I have to I can see that on that continuum.Have to see that. Job. Learn a lot of things in homicide investigations, you do.
Every homicide is soo thoroughly investigated. Documented. Photographed. No stone is left unturned. Nor sticks and whips and chains!
Guy once, friend, lawyer, sat down with me in a coffee shop. "Benjamin, if I'm ever murdered I hope my body is not discovered here." "Why is that, Felix," his statement called for that follow-up query. "Because I don't want to be described as a middle-aged, overweight black male with unremarkable genitalia."
Every fucking thing is documented. Photographed. Got a case once. Years ago. Cold case. Cops finally found a print or DNA or something and made a case. Read over the file: deceased found shot to death in his car. Bad neighborhood. Jacked, he was jacked. One shot in the neck. Looked at the crime scene photos. Mother-fucker was sitting in his car fully-clothed except his zipper was undone and his dick was hanging out with a condom on it. Went to get a little chupi. Don't know if he got a little chupi. Had to call the next-of-kin on the case. Tell them an arrest had been made. Next-of-kin was his daughter. Didn't tell her about her dad's dick and the condom. Did tell her that the person arrested was, making this name up now, Shontavia McLemore, who also went by the stage name, "Princess Delight" or whatever. No, not a terribly bad record, I said of Ms. Delight to the guy's daughter, mainly prostitution.
If you have a "fetish lifestyle" try not to involve it in your deathstyle. Try not to have your body found in a red light district with a condom on your dick. 'Cause that will be noted.
