“It wasn’t?”“No, but who ever planned it didn’t realize that there was a Ley Line that crossed this street near the intersection. Otherwise,... we would have been the intended center of the ‘accident’,” he told me.“So whoever planned it wasn’t a Ley Line user, but whoever hired him or them could have been,” I said.“Yes, very likely,” Al agreed. “Very sloppy work,” he added, before telling me, “Time to leave.”“Yes, we still need to pick up those ingredients, but we will be very careful picking them. We were parked next to Air Force 2 and that made it very easy to transfer our bags. The extra Secret Service agents I had asked for were waiting in the lounge for me to arrive. There were also two State Department negotiators going along this time.The long flight gave me more time to review the information and sleep - which I did.We arrived before daybreak at the Islamabad International Airport and were carried in a motorcade to the Islamabad Hilton hotel. It was in a government protected. “50,” he said as he lifted his eyes and caught a hold of mine. He nearly jumped, I had startled him. He’s kind of a high strung and jumpy guy anyway but, with our conversation of an hour or two ago, he was even more on edge than usual. He was trying to discern where we were at by checking out my body language. I stood there before him with the stories in my hand. He was wondering just how nasty I was going to get with him. I walked over and turned off the music. “Can we talk for a few minutes,”. I rested a bit and kissed her in the lips.Now I was ready to fuck her and she was ready to get fucked. As it was her first time I made her to lie on the bed and I got between her legs and placed my cock over her pussy. Slowly rubbed it on her pussy and started to push it in her. Her pussy was tight and we both could feel the pain, I pushed in a little more and her nails left love marks on my shoulders. I saw tears rolling out of her eye so I closed my eyes and started to push it in slowly, half.