Anne was a little more cautious, stepping out of the driver’s side rather more carefully, and continuing to fart as she did. She needed to do a good...poo, and there was no denying it. Brian gave her a knowing and rather disapproving look but refrained from saying anything. Even Anne herself had the good sense to realise that obtaining relief at the earliest possibility was no longer a luxury, but had become an urgent necessity. There was no way she could risk being really brazen and ‘baking it’. After the movie was over, and I’d cum twice, Brit looked at me and asked if we could go grab food. I agreed, since I was more than a little hungry too. I walked out, and my slutty kid sister followed in her 3-inch heels, jean shorts that were cut down and modified to practically denim thong underwear, and a blue bandeau top. I had no doubt some of my cum had gotten into her long, silky black hair, or that she’d let a little dribble out of the corner of her mouth, with every intention of letting. (reverse that for women!!)I have met guys who told me that their wives hated any sexual contact, they had never seen them naked and the only sex was when she wanted a c***d and even then under the sheets with the lights off.Women having masses of dirty pubic hair, unwashed, fat etc are all massive turn off for men (unless they actually like that sort of thing) Women spend loads of money on their makeup, hair, nails etc, there husband buys them sexy clothes but the women doesnt allow her husband. “That kind of shit happens all the time. I mean, just look at this mess here. It all makes sense.”Even the skeptic was forced to agree. Except a few things still didn’t make sense: Why the suspect had apparently run out of the apartment and left all his clothes behind rather than finish the deed, for example. And how an apparently naked stranger had been able to flee down thirteen floors and out into the night without anyone seeing such a thing remained a mystery as well. Neither could anybody.