The world had stopped spinning around me and I started relaxing. Eventually, all the emotions and the adrenaline rush dissipated and I passed out. Ben...attempted to wake me up when we got to his place but the alcohol had left me completely inebriated and unresponsive. I only have vague recollections of what happened next and I am only able to piece this together based on a few cloudy memories and the story that the man who would later become my husband has told me over the years. I remember Ben. We didn't move, your cock buried deep in my pussy. Every time the bus stops you thrust a few times in me until I reach my stop. "This is my stop," I whispered to you and you smiled seeing the lust in my eyes.Pulling out of me you didn't bother to zip your pants as you held my hand. Together we exited the bus and as soon as we reached the bus stop I turned around and kissed you. Pushing me up against the bus stop you shoved your cock inside me again. "Ahh yes..." I moaned loudly. You started to. He came around to the end of that table and started messing around with something down there. I had no idea what he was doing and really didn’t care. I closed my eyes and put my arm over my face, trying to recover while blocking out the bright ceiling lights at the same time. I felt his hands on my shins as he lifted them up. Then I felt cold metal touching my feet and calves. Then something was placed around my ankles. By the time I opened my eyes to look at what he was doing, he had already. ’ Soares follows his finger, squinting though the sunlight to in an effort to see himself. I don’t kn—holy mother of—’ His sentence is never finished. An RPG crashes through the window and upon contact erupts into a fireball annihilating the entire office. * THE SAVA BRIDGE SEEMED TO BE rather busy and congested this morning as Croatian Prime Minister Jadranka Haramja looks out the window at the sun shining off the water of the Sava River below. ‘Can you see what the holdup is up ahead?’ she.