’ ‘Yeah him, think long blonde dyed hair, crazy eyes and a black goatee. Always, always wearing a brown leather jacket and workers overalls kinda ...ike the sort you’d see in a garage. Oh, and his lips are weird.’ ‘How are they weird? What’s wrong with his lips, are we talking weird like that Joker guy in that Batman movie… you know I didn’t like that one much? Much preferred the old ones from the 60s myself… Cesar Romero… much better… sorry anyhow… sorry…’ ‘Yeah, anyhow… He has none. They were. That is an international agreement signed by over thirty countries. Since we will be landing in the U.S. part of the Virgin Islands, I am safe there. I own the island, which is a French Sovereign Entity. I can legally carry there too, since I have French citizenship. As of two weeks ago, Sally is also classified as a dual citizen. I received all her papers this morning, as well as her passport showing her dual status. She is also on paper as being part owner of the island we are going to. Hell,. I made myself a nice diner and had a couple glasses of wine before I went up stairs to dress for my adventure. I thought about wearing pants but the knees would get dirty so I decided on a nice skirt that was just above the knee and a nice button up top that I could unbutton so I didn't get any cum on it. I had to wash myself again before I even started dressing cause I was so wet again. I was planning just wearing a pair of my everyday panties but decided on a pair of very lacey tiny panties. You reasoned that you were in a state of shock and imaging the whole situation. It helped to pretend, but you'll never forget seeing the torn flesh, the broken bones, the blood.And then there was the bizarre journey to the hospital, sitting in the back of the ambulance on the gurney, trying to console yourself, feeling frustrated that you couldn't even hold your own hand, how everything just went through you when you tried to touch it. That was hard: trying not to freak out, trying not to.