He was dressed as if he was going out. Ironed trousers and business shirt, he was looking into the window, covering his eyes to block from the light t... see in better. I could tell that he then noticed me, he looked down embarrassed then had another peek. I fixed my top up and opened the glass shutter and said " did U like what U saw?" he seemed very embarrassed, looked at the.ground and apologised. I said " its alright there's no need to be embarrased, come inside" . He confined to look at the. I just looked at her and remarked that she was now at that age. Kathy just nodded in agreement. I asked what she thought had started the questions. Kathy thought it might have been the day the girls were groping me in the pool. Kathy went on that at the time she thought is was amusing that they had started. I interrupted and told her if hadn’t been then it would have been some other time and she would still have to deal with it. She had asked if it hurt the first time and I told her it. I was doing okay until I saw the door to our bedroom. The once glossy black door was splattered too generously with what had to be Jen's blood. Without realizing what I was doing, I fell to my knees and put my hands on the still tacky red hell that was all that was left of my love.I gasped in a weak voice, "Paint it black! Oh, god, paint it black."This clearly scared the hell out of the rookie cop and bought me back from my daze. As I gathered my stuff under the eyes of the now more diligent. I got to the flat ten minutes before I had told Yvonne to arrive but she was waiting outside in the street. She was clearly overjoyed to see me but also deeply confused about what was going on. I hurried her inside and into Fran’s bedroom, where she looked at the bed and then at me. Despite the hesitancy of her general demeanour, her eyes blazed with desire. She made no move to disrobe but did not resist as I began to undress her. So that we should not proceed in total silence I asked a few.