Because the women were frightened, we huddled together on one kang bed at night. Just as I was about to fall asleep, Fang Yanmeng quietly woke me up with Xiao Chuchu's DV camera in hand: "ZHAO QIAN! Wake up quick—we need to gather evidence of the village chief's murder."

"Isn't it too early?"

Fang Yanmeng scoffed. "If we wait any longer everyone will be asleep and what are we going to investigate?"

I had to agree with her logic, so we quietly took the DV camera and flashlight before heading outside first to smudge up the footprints in case anyone noticed our intrusion later that night. Sneaking into Li TieNiu's house through a side window (he was out), I peered cautiously around his main room—empty as expected.

The east annex had locked doors, but we managed to pry open a window and squeeze inside. With flashlight illuminating the space and Fang holding up the camera recorder, our exploration revealed scattered farming tools on the floor and walls while an ancient wooden table stood in center stage where Li TieNiu must have performed his gruesome dismemberment last night. But where had that human leg gone?

Fang pointed upward—there was a storage shelf suspended mid-air with a small stool nearby indicating frequent use by whoever lived here (presumably the village chief). Stepping onto the stool and aiming my flashlight, I nearly lost balance at what we discovered: a skull staring back at us with two enormous eye sockets!

"Careful! You fell over!" Fang laughed while recording. "Your clumsy reaction just got caught on tape."

"That's not just any skull—it has these terrifying empty eye holes that scared the hell out of me! This proves he did commit murder, but we need to get evidence and leave immediately before it becomes our turn as victims."

Fang's hands were trembling now she clutched the DV camera. "Don't scare me like that—we should just run back home right now!"

I steadied myself with renewed determination: "Give me the camera—I'll handle this."

Reaching up for a second time, I avoided direct eye contact with that horrific skull but quickly confirmed our worst fears in the hidden compartment—complete limbs including that half-cut leg still there. Recording everything meticulously before escaping through the window once more.

Back at home we collapsed into Shen Fen and Shen Fang's former bedroom to catch our breath. "We've got solid evidence now," I informed Fang. "Leaving this to the police is best—we just need to deliver this tape to the station tomorrow morning."

Fang nodded in agreement, her voice slightly shaky: "I'll make sure to convince both Shen Fen and Shen Fang to leave with us at first opportunity. As for Xiao Chuchu... well, she can stay here indefinitely if she wants—this house is hers now."

With that, Fang suddenly grinned mischievously as she climbed onto my bed beside me: "You don't really care about Xiao Chuchu do you? Remember how comfortable it felt sleeping with those big breasts last night? You practically drooled thinking about them—they must be D-cups at least, larger than even Shen Fen's!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," I said while tossing the DV camera aside. "It's getting late and nothing will happen tonight—just go to sleep."

But she cuddled closer whispering: "Thank you for saving me from those two fools from Sun's family."

"You're welcome—I was just doing business at a fair price after all."

She wrapped her arms around my waist resting her head on my chest with an unusually vulnerable voice: "If they ever captured me again... would you risk your life to rescue me? Would there be any hesitation?"

Holding Fang like this felt strangely comforting despite her slight frame. Having learned from experience, I returned the embrace thinking she'd want it.

"Of course—heroically rescuing damsels in distress is my specialty. And those villagers aren't worth dying for anyway."

Fang kissed me suddenly: "That was my first kiss... if they ever force you to sacrifice yourself for me would you obey their demands?"

Girls always asked ridiculous hypotheticals like this—it reminded me of the classic "mom and girlfriend" dilemma nobody could possibly answer in advance.

"You're such a child asking these silly questions—no promises, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it."

She pouted: "You don't know how to sweet talk girls do you? No wonder you haven't made any progress with Shen Fen yet. You're like a wooden statue!"

I wanted to respond about how things would have been different if not for her and Xiao Chuchu's sudden appearance but Fang was already kissing me again.

"Okay okay, don't be such a grumpy goose—I appreciate your honesty anyway." Then she whispered conspiratorially: "You can keep my first real kiss too as long as you promise to keep it secret from Fenfen."

Mentioning Shen Fen made me suddenly self-conscious. This intimacy felt deeply inappropriate—while men's occasional infidelities were socially accepted, hadn't I just crossed a line by starting something with Fang when I still had Shen Fen in my life?

I pushed her away: "This isn't fair to Fenfen—we should keep our distance from now on."

Unexpectedly she flipped over straddling me while kissing aggressively and grabbing hold of my most sensitive area commanding through breathy kisses: "Open wide or I'll twist this until it's useless forever!"

Great, so much for moral reservations. As the saying went when facing inevitable doom, one might as well lie back and enjoy it.

Obediently opening my mouth to let her tongue explore, I quickly found myself touching and caressing every inch of Fang's body from her perfect little butt upward to those delightful mounds she'd mentioned earlier.

"Go ahead and touch whatever you want," she panted while still holding me hostage. "But if you dare try removing these panties I swear I'll bite your tongue off!"

Her rules didn't matter—I was already undressing her in record time anyway. And wow, another surprise—she wasn't wearing any undergarments at all! My improving night vision confirmed the details: small but perfectly perky buds that fit perfectly in my hand.

Fang suddenly stopped me from stimulating them too much: "No more pinching for now—just kiss these gently please. I'm so nervous..."

Hard to refuse such a request especially when I was already craving this. Starting with her earlobe and neck, I carefully worked down toward those hardened peaks until my mouth finally enclosed one entirely.

Her response was immediate—trembling like she'd been struck by electricity while making soft muffled noises (thankfully keeping them low so we wouldn't wake the others).

"ZHAO QIAN stop for a moment..."

What? Now?

She clutched me with shamed embarrassment: "I'll let you do anything tonight but please—can I keep at least one last secret from you first?"

The implication was clear. She wasn't ready to go all the way yet. Resigned, I gave her an unreadable nod in the dark and resumed my ministrations.

Her breasts grew even harder and redder under my attention while she writhed uncontrollably against me. At one point she suddenly gripped my hair and cried out: "Suck harder! Squeeze this other one tighter! Just like that... oh no, quickly cover my mouth before I scream—QIAN YOU BASTARD!"

I had to use both hands to smother her mouth as she kicked wildly with legs splayed wide while her lower body undulated rhythmically. Though inexperienced, I recognized the signs of an approaching climax.

After what felt like forever she finally relaxed slightly: "Now hold me tightly... my whole body feels paralyzed and weak. Oh this is such a strange feeling—I never experienced anything like it before where my body actually wanted to be torn apart by you!"

Her voice was still breathless as she guided my head back up for more attention on the other breast: "You pinched this one too hard earlier—just gently kiss it now while I catch my second wind."

How contradictory! So demanding when she wanted force but suddenly timid when pain followed. Being a man was difficult enough, being a man who satisfied women was nearly impossible.

This time she rested for over an hour, leaving me to endure my own discomfort while staring at these two perfect little pink mounds that still held incredible appeal despite the ache in her chest from our previous... activities.

Eventually she finally pulled me off: "No more sucking—my breasts are practically melting from all your saliva! Qian, hold me tightly like this... it feels amazing even though I might not be able to walk tomorrow!"

She giggled breathlessly: "Now that you've made me climax so intensely, my turn for revenge has finally arrived. You're going to experience one too now since you've seen my embarrassing state."

Before I could protest she was already unzipping my pants and grabbing hold of something far more sensitive than before with surprising delicacy.

"Hey ZHAO QIAN," she whispered in my ear, "can I first examine this properly? You see... I've never actually held a real guy's..."

Unhappy at being used as some sort of anatomy lesson specimen: "So you're trying to turn me into your human model now?"

She laughed while continuing her exploration: "You did promise me absolute authority over it, didn't you? Don't be silly—trust me I'll make sure you enjoy this first-time experience."

Closing my eyes dramatically in resignation I said: "Fine then, proceed."

Fang turned on the flashlight and carefully removed both my pants and underwear for inspection.

"Hey ZHAO QIAN! You have textbook classic long foreskin! You should have had surgery ages ago. After we get back to Beijing I'll take you directly to Huashi Hospital where one of my very good friends works—completely painless procedure with no stitches required... though it does sound like an advertisement now that I think about it."

I protested: "You're the one who needs circumcision! My military physical confirmed nothing was wrong, and if your 'friend' is female (which she probably is) don't even think about dragging me there!"

She giggled: "Well then I guess you'll just have to live with it since we can't blame me for any future issues. Letting a woman operate on such intimate areas? That's actually quite an honor if you ask me—only special people get that kind of privilege."

Actually thinking about this myself, the foreskin did feel unusually long now after that skin regeneration incident.

Fang was still examining it with fascination when I noticed my member beginning to harden again under her touch.

"ZHAO QIAN!" she gasped suddenly. "This head is enormous! No wonder your foreskin is so long—it's practically designed as a custom fit for this giant mushroom!"

I had to check myself instantly—what the hell? My head was now abnormally large compared with the rest of my anatomy which wasn't exactly slim either. Could those snake blood and gallbladder supplements really be causing these effects?

Still playing with me while laughing: "I wonder if Shen Fen will even survive her first time—my whole hand can barely wrap around this thing! You're incredibly strong Qian."

With such a beautiful girl doing this to me, I was practically moaning in pleasure already.

"ZHAO QIAN are you done yet? My arms feel totally useless!" she cried after 30 minutes.

After an hour: "Are we even close to finishing yet? I'm both exhausted and sleepy—what am I supposed to do now? Just use sulfuric acid for cleaning later?"

I had no idea such activities could be so physically exhausting. If only Fang hadn't made me wait these past few days I'd already have experienced this pleasure earlier. But would she continue doing this with me in the future?

Suddenly a sharp bite caused me pain: "Oops! Sorry—I'm still totally inexperienced, just getting used to it."

Future? Would there even be any future beyond tonight? And what if Shen Fen found out about this?

Ugh, I hadn't even known Fang's true status before letting her do this. What an idiot!

"ZHAO QIAN! Why didn't you tell me in advance? Look at all these... stains on my body and mouth! You're so cruel..."