I wanted to go and watch through the keyhole but decided against it afraid that I might get caught spying. I went back to watching the flick while the...sounds continued to come from their bedroom. After a while the sounds died down and after the flick finished I went to my room and jerked off for the third time that day spraying my cum all over my stomach, chest and a bit of it fell on the bedspread too.The next few days passed without much happening. Each day I found myself staring at her. I think I knew, even then, that things would never be the same. Ihad had boy crushes before, during puberty, but I thought those dayswere over. I had never seriously considered holding a boy's hand orkissing one, let alone going any further. I enjoyed my make-out sessionswith girls, and really enjoyed oral sex or hand jobs when I was luckyenough to get them. I had always envisioned meeting "the one" in collegeand then living out a perfectly normal, conventional life. But now? Now Iwas. Still, I went into each chronological development and searched for any omissions or downright errors I might have made in the investigation and I came to the conclusion that I needed to re-visit my interrogation of Miss OH, the pretty little Chinese woman that ran the laundry that had taken care of John Doe’s clothing with premier service. It was from her that I had discovered his real last name was Anderson although she was rather vague about his first name not admitting that they were on a. Her legs were spread and raised up so i had access to remove the last pubic hair in her butt crack around her asshole. Jane had her eyes shut as I rubbed the flannel on her pussy to clean off the soap she came her body trembled and shook. "Fuck me Dave. I'm so fucking horny after that. " she looked at my shorts bulging with the head poking out the waistband. "Fucking hell you are huge"I pulled my shorts down to my ankles stepped out of them and moved around to stand beside her face."Open wide.