His camel was dropping back to follow hers.Jumah was smart enough not to get in the middle of this discussion. The first time he had done that, both o... them had told him to mind his own business. The fact was that learning that one of the Powers that Be was responsible for her hair color reminded him of the story of Moses. In his mind that made her a holy figure and favored of Allah. The fact that she was a woman confused him, but he wasn’t an overly religious man and did not know how to. Tall, blonde hair, and a smile that would melt any girls heart. Like on any other flight they talked about things to pass the time. But this was different than most flights. She felt a sexual connection between the two. Something she had been aching to have for months. When they finally arrived to their home base they decided to swing by a bar and have dinner. They flirted and finally she asked him if that following Friday he would like to have dinner at her place. He happily accepted the offer. “I am so glad you are back! I swear, this city is hopeless!”Jack tossed his jacket on a chair and sat down on the couch next to Maria. “Is that a general observation or did something specific trigger that comment?” He lifted an arm and Maria snuggled up next to him.“Just a general observation. Diego used to say that after a few good terms in Sacramento he’d run for Congress. He thought he would be able to clean things up. It didn’t work out that way.”“No, it didn’t. I’m not quite sure what. I gave him what he wanted, another moan and nod. His lips brushed up my jaw and closed in to mine. ‘Good girl.’ And he took possession of my lips, bruising in his force, his tongue slipping into my mouth and demanding my taste. My head spun under his assault that I didn’t know I was moving until my back was on his desk, his papers scattered on the floor and his hips forcing their way between my legs. I opened myself to him eagerly. My pleated skirt gave room for his body and he slipped a hand.