Of course it was well decorated and furnished, with some nice artwork on the walls too. The paintings and photos were actually a little provocative. C...me to think of it, all the pictures seemed to have a common theme: large, actually super-sized Asian women dominating smaller men. The women were mostly sitting on the men, often on their faces. They may even have been painted by the same artist....“Enjoying the view?”I gulped. I actually may have said “Gulp.” Sophie was back. But the little. That was nice, wasn’t it?”“Yes.”“Your penis will work again one day. It doesn’t matter ifit’s today, tomorrow, or next year.”So. They hadn’t actually done it, then. It was a greatrelief to me, even though I had somehow given mypermission for them to do so now. Even though theyclearly had tried to betray me, my brother had beenunable to do so.My big brother Ahmed started to cry.“That’s okay, Ahmed. There’s only you and me. He was getting near now and was beginning to walk a little faster, he was actually skipping over the cracks in the pavement as he used to do as a k**, he was excited. Hop scotching along, he must have looked a curious sight, but he was in love, and love is a wonderful d**g, so the old Roxey Music track tells us anyway. Turning the corner he starts to run, swinging on a lamp post as he passed, if anyone had seen him they would have thought this was some sickly high school musical dance. Cows and green hills were the majority of it, followedby more cows and more green hills, and then, just in case you didn't getthe idea, more of the same.Cows standing in the rain.Cows standing in the sun.Cows standing at split rail fences, or kneeling in the grass, cows facinginto the wind or away from it. Cows standing in front of billboardsfeaturing cows standing in fields. Cows thoughtfully chewing cud withouta thought in their heavy, curly boot-shaped heads.Of course, all those hamburgers.