Miss Jackson

"Ugh!" Trixie groaned. The door glowed blue and it banged shut. "That Applejack basically sent us in a circle!"

"Not necessarily." Twilight opened the computer and typed in 'Jackson,' "Applejack said that Jackson was her last name."

Trixie cocked her head and looked over Twilight's shoulder at the screen. Oddly enough, only about ten ponies with the surname Jackson popped up.

"All we really need to do is figure out some color on the culprit's body and then we can really narrow it down," Twilight said. Her eyes gazed intently at the ponies on the screen.

Twilight was right. Each Jackson pony had different color pelt and. Their manes were different as well, except for two.

"So...how will we not make it obvious to the culprit themselves that we are looking for them?" Trixie inquired.

"We have to look like regular ponies. We can't look like officers," Twilight said, she glanced up at Trixie. "Got it?"

Trixie nodded. "Loud and clear."

Later that day, Trixie and Twilight went their separate ways in hopes of having a better chance at finding the prostitute. Twilight got a spellcasting book from the library and went out to eat at an outside restaurant. She had no luck whatsoever.  Twilight had burned the images of the Jackson ponies in her mind, but she had not found any that looked like the ponies.

Twilight thought intently as she walked through the park. How would they be able to lure the prostitute out? What was something that'd get her attention?

Twilight glanced up to see a couple kissing roughly on a park bench. Only then did an invisible light bulb spark above her head.

"We need to make out!"

Trixie was staring up at the ceiling on her bed when Twilight crashed through the door. She sat up with a start and wide eyes. "Wha-what?"

"I know how to attract the prostitute!" Twilight squealed.

Trixie raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Twilight huffed. "What does a prostitute do? They get payed to have intercourse with ponies. So what will attract them?"

"Ponies fucking in the open?" Trixie tried.

"Well yes, but no. Ponies who practically are but aren't. And if they aren't, that means the prostitute has a chance to get some money and a pony to fornicate with," Twilight explained.

"Ohhhh. So we need to fuck?" Trixie gulped.

Twilight was broken out of her daydream of how brilliant she was. "What? No! We just need to like makeout...like a lot."

"Oh," Trixie deadpanned. "Okay. But like, I'm not interested in you that way Twi..."

"Yes, I know! It's only for the case. So, what do you say?" Twilight said, her eyes pleading.

Trixie sighed. "Fine, but only at night and where no pony can see us."

"Deal!"

That night, the two mares made their way to an alley Twilight said was one for the more popular ones. Or at least the one a pony may be hiding or occupying.

"So, how exactly is this gonna work? I'm not too good with er, sexual encounters; or love in general." Twilight's eyes fell when she muttered the last part.

"Just roll with the punches," Trixie said. She glanced around to make sure nopony besides them was in or by the alley.

"What do you-mpmh!"

Trixie's lips pressed against Twilight's own. At first she didn't kiss back, but when she realized how good it felt, she slowly began to.

The two kissed softly for a few minutes before Trixie decided they weren't making enough noise to draw a prostitute in. Trixie gave Twilight and rough kiss before breaking away. Twilight was already panting. "What are you-oh-oohh." Twilight groaned when Trixie began nipping at her neck. Trixie smirked.

"What are you gonna do for me?" Trixie panted against Twilight's neck.

Twilight quickly shoved Trixie to the ground and pushed her hips into Trixie's. At first the blue unicorn yelped in surprise, but it hastily turned into a moan of pleasure.

As the two continued their makeout session, Trixie found out Twilight wasn't the best at this stuff, but she sure could moan loud. That made up for it. Twilight learned that Trixie's soft spot was right above her private area.

When Trixie figured this was enough before she actually did screw Twilight, she pulled away to see her companion's face flushed. "Shall we take this somewhere more private?"

"Sure," Twilight giggled.

As the two unicorns made their way back to the hotel, Twilight could of sworn she felt eyes burning a hole in their backs. Hers in particular.

Twilight couldn't sleep.

It was nearly 2:00 a.m. Her and Trixie had gotten back to the room at midnight and gone right to bed. She was thinking about the pony who was present during her session with Trixie.

Sighing, Twilight got out of bed and grabbed the keys. Perhaps taking a walk would help clear her mind.

Only by chance did Twilight end up returning to the alley from earlier that night. Curious, she walked slowly into the alley.

Twilight froze when heard wing beats. "Who-who's there?"

When the flapping stopped, Twilight turned her head to see a pair of violent eyes right in front of her. She gasped but didn't move.

"You don't really love that unicorn. Not romantically. Correct?" the pony's voice was raspy, but clear. It was the voice that could be seductive when the owner wanted to be. Although the voice was husky, it was definitely a mare. But besides that, this was the pony who had been watching them.

"Are you- are you the illegal prostitute?" Twilight said. She stuttered at first, but her voice became more strong the more she spoke.

White teeth to accompany the eyes smiled. "Smart one aren't we?'

Twilight frowned. "You won't get away with this for long."

"You sound so sure of yourself," the mare said. "I'm the fastest pegaus there is. Good luck with that."

"Well, you've never met me," Twilight countered.

"We'll just have to see what happens. Catch me if you can, Twilight Sparkle." The pegasus took off into the night, leaving behind a fallen blue feather.

Twilight watched the pegasus fly away, even though she could not see her.

Looks like the prostitute did some research as well.