Martin spooned up behind her with his hand over her, holding her belly, very aware of the baby inside. But he couldn't sleep, and lay awake thinking o...er what she had been saying. If he was honest, he had to admit he had enjoyed fucking her in the ass precisely because it was so impersonal and basic and animal. He tried to rationalise what had felt so good about it, and realised it was precisely because he didn't have to try to please her while he was doing it. He had known that in several. ’ ‘Well we have sort of covered that. I was going to apologise for upsetting you last night.’ Sam shook his head. ‘No girl, I wasn’t upset with you, in fact I was pleased that you were making the effort to find out, rather than just assuming. You go on asking questions, if I get in lather, it’s not you that does it, it’s those silly idiots in Whitehall.’ Abby was relieved that the situation had been cleared up. ‘Now I’m going to put you on the spot, Sam. Did I do as well as mum?’ Sam beamed. “It’s got an 800cc engine and an automatic transmission, I love it. What do you think?”“I think I want one, as soon as I get my hands on your money that is,” he laughed as we made our way over to the ridge where the two lakes are separated.“Were these two lakes once connected?” I asked when we stopped on top of the ridge and looked down.“They sure were, my old man and the old man who owned your property before the Bracken’s bought it, were best friends for years. Then one day my daddy caught a. I received a real education that day about the Iraqi insurgency. I also understood how fortunate I was that Basheera found me instead of the Ba'athists. This area of the desert was the stronghold of the cadre of two defunct Republican Guard divisions. The commander of one of the divisions had appointed himself warlord of the area. His troops made sporadic visits to the scattered farms in the region to enforce loyalty and collect tribute.Hassan had been a friend of the rogue general and Basheera.