The golden softness of your skin, the soft curve of your outer thighs, the sinuous lines of your inner thigh, drawing my eyes up to your centre, your ...ussy, shaved, as he said it would be. Your lips are flushed and protruding, deep pink and open from the fucking they've just had. You're so ready for this.I touch you for the first time, running my hands over your bottom across your back, running my thumbs close to your spine, the flats of my hands over your ribcage with my fingers along the side. The brown beaten up upholstery and leather seats wouldn’t help any situation but everything shook with each bump in the ragged road, jostling them both back and forth in the muggy heat that seemed to press in on them, even sweating was no good. It trickled down their necks and backs like warm soup and whilst their hair clung to their heads, the air conditioning done very little to reduce the stifling heat as it only pumped through a few filters, whistling with as much pressure as an asthmatic. Williams stepped through. His head exploded. The body dropped in the opening. From a car down the street an RPG fired but the door was already shut. The RPG hit so softly or the bubble absorbed the energy so gently that it didn't explode. It slid down the side of the bubble and laid on the ground in the snow steaming.Junior popped a bubble over the car and filled it with nothing. No air, no light, no sound. The engine died as did the occupants. A second car pulled away from the curb,. But I know, it’s only a fantasy. As I’m washing my hands, I sense butterflies in my belly. What is this? Am I a silly little teenager? I certainly feel like one! The door creeks as I know some business woman is on her way in to discreetly empty her bladder. Suddenly, I imagine some strange woman spread eagle on the toilet as that man in the lobby licks her into insanity. I feel my clit swelling at the thought of it. It would seem that I have sex on the brain! I carelessly glance to my right.