Real priests, and I use the word in the sense of unswerving and genuine commitment to the faith professed by the priest, make me uncomfortable. Exorci...m don't work on me nor can they burn me at the stake, but they are the ones who can recognise what I have become. And being splashed with holy water (Christians) or dusted with consecrated ash (Hindus) only serve to ruin whatever clothes I am wearing."Our temple priest, sir," she continued, her eyes reflecting the fear she felt. I could see that. Kalik was upset. ‘Why did you break off negotiations?’ he shouted angrily. They were ready to buy. What are you doing?’ ‘Be still,’ Ahmid shot back. ‘Look behind us. They’re interested enough to follow us. They wanted to get the jump on us. I didn’t want them to have a chance to bring anyone else to the bargaining table. It’s dangerous enough as it is. Don’t you see? We’ll lead them around the desert for a while and then lose them in the dark. We know the desert. They don’t. I have a plan.’ He. Next question was where this was going to happen because as she said she didn't want our house to become a "sex house" & there was also the k**s to worry about, but lucky enough our k**s are pretty sound sleepers & if we could book it for about an hour after their bedtime we would be sweet & as I wouldn't be joining in I could keep a lookout . After a couple of months of looking she did decide on a rugged slightly muscly 21 year old with well trimmed facial hair & a shaved head, he looked kinda. "I was thinking dinner, or maybe cooking you breakfast. Something casual, but it's not urgent. So if you're busy, next week is fine." Saturday could work. Maybe brunch?" Sure. Any requests?" How about something spicy?" I can do that." We set a time and shortly thereafter got off the phone.The week went by in a strange mix of haste and drawn out lethargy. I managed to lose myself in work, instead of being distracted by my relationship issues. That meant that I left each day feeling pretty happy.