I watch as the driver opens the passenger side curtains and windows, and as the cool evening breeze fills the passenger compartment, exposing you to w...oever might be on the sidewalk.I watch as the limo stops at a traffic light, and the driver mischievously pulls too far forward, so that the long vehicle straddles the crosswalk, forcing pedestrians to walk around. Through the passenger side camera I watch their reactions. I know that you can hear them as they stand and point, gasp and giggle at. " I said trying to change the subject. But he didn't budge, he just sat there and smiled. "Are you sure?" He nodded. "Well..." I muttered trying to think of a lie. "She thinks she's better than me at playing the trombone", I lied."Oh, but you said they should come to you. What did that mean", he asked obviously confused."Oh.. People who need help, that they should come to me." My lies were getting worse."Alrighty then", he stood up. "What's your name?"I was bummed. We had two electives with. He released me and stepped back.Karl grinned triumphantly and said, "You don't get to say no to me. I already promised your smart mouth to a friend. Get those fucking clothes off, bitch!"I was furious. I was tempted to attack the son of a bitch. But instead I stood there and said, "Go to hell, you pinky pricked motherfucker!"There was a ripple of muffled laughter from the crowd. Karl turned dark, dark red. He brought his arm back and stepped forward. He was about to slap the hell out of me.I. She is ramming her crotch down his throat,and he can both feel and hear something tearing deep in his jaw. She ripsanother little fart, but after a quick throaty laugh she goes back to breakinghis jaw with her orgasm. He wakes up in the infirmary, his wrists strapped to thebed?s steel rails. He jaw is broken, but it is more minor than he had imagined.It will heal. As will his broken nose. But the nose is now permanently altered,pug shaped and pressed over to the left. His facial bones had.