The bank was in the process of reorganizing their foreign exchange operations, automating everything so that there were fewer and fewer direct contact... between the bank and their customers. It seemed counter intuitive to me that less service would somehow produce happier clients. The IT guys had installed all the servers and cables and our online operation was set to begin. In theory, a client could now log on to the bank's website, exchange two or more currencies, and direct a transfer of. Vee had to go and change her tampon too!Gustav had recovered from his earlier adventure with Vee and Julie, so I started massaging Sian's shoulders and upper back, with Gustav firmly ensconced inside her. She enjoyed the feeling, but neither of us was going to come that way; in fact I was in slight discomfort. Gustav had a rest while I massaged Sian's legs, and then underwent another spell in a warm moist dark place while I massaged the top of her chest. As I moved down to do Sian's inner. ‘So, is this her?’ Josephine asked, her tone catty. ‘Lay off,’ he said, already up and walking around the couch. ‘Orange juice?’ he asked Samantha softly, ‘Or coffee?’ ‘Both, please,’ she said looking at Josephine as a mouse might look at a cat. ‘Go and have a seat. Samantha, I would like you to meet our most annoying alarm clock, Josephine, Monique’s daughter. Josephine, this is Samantha.’ He was rummaging around in the refrigerator, pulling out juice and coffee, pouring her a healthy glass. I probably would have been as well but for what happened not even a millisecond next. Normally, at this point, most would say that they don't remember what happened next. But not me. No, I remember every single second of the event. A massive bolt of lightning so powerful that it tore through the side of the bridge and left a, what people would later call a suspiciously looking man-like, crater in the ground under. What everyone couldn't see was that I was struck by the lightning bolt. The.