I asked her if she wanted to watch TV again to kind of take her off the spot. She said yes but what are you going to do with him as she pointed at my ...ock. Thinking I know what I would like to do with him but I told her there are several things we could do with him. So, she asked like what? I was not really sure what to tell her but then again, she had asked so what the hell. There’s a lot of things we can do and still not have intercourse she still had a questioning look on her face so. “How’s my favourite millionaire this morning?”“I’m feeling great thanks, can we do dinner?”“Yeah I’d love to, where?”“My hotel if you can take the afternoon off”“A repeat performance?”“Definitely”“OK, see you at about one o’clock”“Ken?”“Yes?”“I love you”“And I love you too my sexy little millionaire”It was six months previously when we first had sex after a party at his home to celebrate landing a very large contract, it was in the early hours of the morning and we were the last ones there,. Let’s go, get ready.”“I really can’t. I’m sick.”“That’s the devil inside of you...”“Oh, not this again...”“ ... yes, the devil. We must go to the mosque. Don’t you remember, you’re an Imam! You must learn how to pray, and the mosque is the best place.”“Even the Imam must have an off-day,” he said sardonically.“No time, Mustafa, no time.”“Besides, they probably won’t let me back in.”“Why won’t they let you in?”“Can we go to another mosque? There must be another mosque in this city.”“This is the. It is only for freedom that you do it, and freedom is fleeting. You may become enlighted without training, you may never awaken if you train all your life. There are no guaruntees in this world. Walk across the bridge and enter a supreme challenge, or leave the studio with my blessings." She stood up, and I felt my heart beating. I wished to whatever god or gods might exist that she would leave now. But she approached the mat and put her bare, perfect foot on it. And I watched as.