Fearing that she would tell her husband about the incident, I ran down to my room in a jolt. I could not sleep that night, thinking that she had seen ...e in that situation and what she will do now. I was fearing that she would tell the flat owner and I would have to empty the house. With all these speculations going through my mind, I decided to go and talk to her and apologize for what happened. The next day, I went to her house and rang the doorbell; I knew that her husband would be out to. There was too much risk for rescue so we sent in mercs. The dumb asses blew up the car he was in with a missile. They killed four F.B.I. agents in the process.”Meghan winced and ducked her head. “That was us! I saw that on the news this morning. We’re fucked.”Henry nodded and said: “That’s our conclusion, too. That’s not even the half of it. They found our informant and to avoid capture, he blew himself up with about eight more agents. If you can get anywhere with it. Let your father or husband. All of the posters on my wall and all of the friends my parents want me to hang out with say the same thing.I guess it's pretty much fucking unanimous.Jesus loves me, even though I'm a fucking lesbian. Not because I'm a lesbian, mind you. The manual states it clearly, I've been told. He loves me despite my sinning ways. I guess that's the way it goes, though. Jesus loves a fucking project. He loves the sinners more than the rest because they have more to feel guilty about.He loves the sinners. All 3 drivers tag fuck me for approx 3 mins before the first wants back in me..they keep this repeating until i forget whos in my ass..the punter who tagged along in the cab simply points his phone at the scenario and tells the person on the other end of the video call that its really happening and how hot it is to watch..one of the drivers suggests to invite the person on the phone but it turns out its the guys wife whos miles away up the m6 parked in a services carpark watching the live feed.