And, oh yes, I am fine, genki desu.’ That caused Sayuri to laugh, ‘So you understand and speak Japanese?’ ‘Yes, but I understand very little, ...ukoshi wakaremasu.’ After that quick introduction, I was escorted to the meeting room where another six passengers were waiting. We were invited to use the rest room and help ourselves to beverages and snacks that were available while we waited for the balance of our group to arrive. Our group numbered eighteen people after another half hour. Four. Hank led Trixie over to one and sat down. They continued their visual exploration. Across from the bar forming an L-shape from the center of the room to the far wall and then down the far wall to the right were the cabanas, many curtained alcoves with sectional sofas. Most were open, with a few people sitting in them. Two were closed, and they could not see inside.Beyond the bar and cabana was a large, disco-style dance floor, with flashing lights, lasers and all of the things you would expect. But then it happened... not all at once, but in little short spurts, brief quivering spasms of intense feeling and stimulation that coursed through her scantily-clad young body in surge after surge of frightening strangeness. It didn't worry her much at first; after all, it could have been anything -- the onset of some virus from all the travel and excitement, or maybe just her insides knotting up from the newness of all this or... but there was soon no way of kidding herself. Something,. James looked to his right and saw he had no room so he just started to drive over the rubble. He never even saw the blast. James’ car was engulfed in the blast and went flying into the sky. The fireball expanded quickly covering 20 yards easily curling upwards as it collapsed back in on itself. Several other cars were thrown from the freeway sending them crashing down to the road below it. The worst part of the bomb was the shrapnel. Nails, glass, and shards of metal were sent flying over 50.