The traffic down the so-called expressway was clogged. It lasted several minutes before got moving. When my car reached the congested spot, I saw a very conspicuous Porsche Panamera with a piece of worn-out-torn-out jacket stuck under the left front wheel. A few yards behind the car, there lay a corps, covered with dried-up streaks of blood. Skin color, due to loss of blood and time of death, in that 10 am hour was yellowish blue.
Drivers, out of cultural curiosity, had stopped right in the middle of the road to cast a frightful look at the face of death. I, too, decided to capture a metal picture for future application. What arrested my heart was the unblinking look of the victim. That unusual stare was probably due to loosened iris on an extremely white sclera. However, metaphorically, the eyes seemed to be sending a message to all lookers-on and in particular to the Porsche driver.
Naturally, Porsches are not built for unconventional roads. On the other hand, the rich man's boy had momentary found one kilometer open space ahead of his car, an appropriate opportunity to put the Porsche through its paces.
When I reached the scene, I saw no sign of police presence. Certainly, none of the drivers had bothered to call the highway police, let alone taking the victim to hospital.
No problem. The former third party insurance is now altered to canonical 'blood money' to be paid to the survivors of the victim. Who cares? The rich man's boy had purchased maximum blood money coverage. Thanks to pagan Arabs who made a law that the blood money for homicide shall be equal to the total price of 100 camels. Arabs pay $26666, but the country of the rich man, due to high inflation, pays $42352 to $44707. This process gives the rich man's son absolute immunity!
Well, let's go back a little farther. When the rich man's son broke his voice, his devoted father decided to act according to his ideology, that is, to find his son a baby bride. The son, as soon as got chemical, of course, had private access to all sorts of pornography. Due to extensive application of palm-induced stimulation and quick release, the rich man's boy had turned half impotent. After the forced marriage, therefore, he, feeling ashamed, did not know what to do with the baby girl. However, he tried to persuade the girl to allow him a surface-to-surface tough, but the girl gradually desired something more. She had no idea what orgasm was.
However, on that very day, he took his still virgin bride, for a ride in daddy's newly imported Porsche. It all happed at the beginning of that one-kilometer open space when he decided to touch his lawfully wedded young wife. Apparently, no body could watch the impotent boy passing his hand under the panties of the girl. Next, he inserted his curved middle finger of the right hand into the hooked soft bill-shape projection of the private part of the girl. Then, he gently started the normal back and force movements.
On the highway, the girl felt that the touching under the spell of imaginary watchful eyes was immensely different from bedroom touch. Paradoxically, her organ acted just like the Porsche; all of a sudden, it got extremely aroused for the first time. She lifted her body upward to meet the insertion more and allow deeper penetration. In a few seconds, she grabbed the hand and pressed it way down into her virgin organ.
At this very moment, she gasped an orgasmic loud shriek. The driver unintentionally had pressed the acceleration way down. The round per minute gage showed maximum red. His right hand was firmly held by the girl; his free left hand had reflexively turned the steering wheel to the left. Probably, the pedestrian was standing by and imbibing in awe the exiting scene.