His fair brown hair had been combed neat, hours and hours ago, and had entropically reverted to an untameable mess.He smiled warmth and she radiated h...at.The doors opened and he led her in a rush to the door at the end of the hall. He swiped his card, turned to smile as he opened the door, and she was on him.She grabbed his face and thrust herself up on her tiptoes to kiss him. Her momentum careened them off the door and he was chasing her skirt to the bed. He kicked the door behind him and no. She would tell them to stop; they would wait while someone would walk past; and then tell them to go. For all intents and purposes, they had glided through Tehran invisibly.“Beautiful morning isn’t it?” asked Annette over his earphone. The suddenness of her comment and the apparent nearness of her voice startled Oscar. He should have been used to it since she had been making comments to him ever since they had reached Tehran. She had a pile of satellite telephones that allowed her to talk to. She got excited and kissed him back on the lips. He was just waiting for such a chance as he broke up with his girlfriend and didn’t had sex since a month, so they both started lip kissing and sucking eachother’s tongues. Finally they stopped and he told them to wait as he is going outside to get the condoms for the safe sex. He brought few packets of condoms all of strawberry flavor and gave to her.She smelt it and said I love strawberry flavor, he came near her and kissed her on lips while. She stopped in the middle of the open door and looked at him as her world and her heart began to break apart. She could read it on his face, anger, embarrassment. The picture on the wall behind him confirmed it. Him and obviously his wife, sitting in autumn leaves with a big Irish Setter. She left. Never went back.Getting back home, she took the bottle of wine out of the picnic basket and got herself drunk. Between crying and drinking on the kitchen floor, she made herself promise not to put.