No.. Sir I know we can't... shouldn’t... I mean won't... being employee and employer and after last time... The talk we had about never again... And..... I'm sorry I don’t mean to flirt so!" She stammered but he felt her eyes gazing in to her eyes and felt warmth spread throughout her body. His eyes traced from her eyeballs to her mouth and back, even daring to look at her ample bosom as it lay below him. He brought her back up and gave an exaggerated tug pulling her slightly closer into him. . Kia kertey ho waghera. Waisey mera naam Adnan hai aur isska naam Mahboob.”Phir ussne kaha“Jim era naam Ghazi Khan hai. Mein Peshawer ka Pathan hoon. Merey parents Peshawer mein rahtey hain. Kooch friends ke saath Karachi ghoomney aayahoo. Mein 19 saal kaa hoon. Ager mujhey naukri mill gayi tau mein idher hi rukk jaoonga. Aap meri mujhey naukri ki kossheesh karain. Mein hard worker hoon. Iman daari se kaam karoonga. Aap befikr rahain.”Mein ne kaha“Achcha Ghazi. Mein daikhoonga kahein kaam mill. But, just you, for now.”“Yes, I would, because you are. But as long as you’ll forgive me calling you Wendy from time to time – it’s a habit that could be hard to break.”“And ... I hate to break the mood, but ... what I’d like to do would be a lot more enjoyable if we cleaned our teeth and, um, relieved ourselves first.”“Okay, but before we do...” my hand found her breast, cupped, fondled and squeezed it. “Yep! Every bit as perfect as I remembered.”She giggled, and pressed her hand over mine,. "I love you," he said."I love you too." I leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.We drive on and soon we pull up in front of a small art gallery, rather than the museum I was expecting.Mike pulled in to a parking space and parked. I saw a reserved for sign with his name on it. Before I can say anything, he leaned over and kissed me hard. I started to respond. Then he stopped and said something I couldn't quite hear.Next thing I knew I was standing with my hands over my face. I was looking.