.. whatever I want..." I moved my hand away. He breathed out and chuckled deeply. Unable to resist, my hand moved straight back to his cock, and he li...ted my head and kissed me like he had never done before, his tongue dancing in my mouth, his lips pressed against mine with such hunger that it took my breath away. I kissed his neck and closed my eyes, wanting to concentrate with my other senses. I wanted to hear him, feel him. I didn't need to see, I wanted to make him feel like he had never. He finished university in Cairo in accordance with his father’s instructions. Even though he completed the many years of arduous study and training, he never believed school or education in general helped anyone. He remembered his training as a fierce burden. He believed that academia, especially the type which concentrates only on Allah, His Prophet, and the Prophet’s writings was downright boring and insulting. He compared such training to water dripping from a faucet or hearing a clock. They looked up at me atthe same time, holding me in their eyes for what felt like a minute beforeLee said something in Mike's ear that made them both smirk. I never foundout what they said.We did another shot. Mike poked me in the shoulder at one point and said,"Hey Nate, see that girl over there?" Yeah. She looks like a slut," I said."Oh she is," Lee said."You ever fucked a girl before?" Mike asked me. I said I hadn't. "Wannafuck her? You could if you wanted to, she'd do anything for us." I. I almost told himthat I'd considered calling out sick this morning. That I felt like I wasdoing him a favor by working for him at all. At one point I told him yetagain that I'd understand if he needed to hire someone else that had moretime to devote to the job. I found myself thinking that I'd better getdown to the printer and order those business cards. The day was hardlyunder way and it promised to be a bad one. By three o'clock I was over at Mr. Gatz's house. I stopped at Mr. Hospin'son the.