I could see her cheeks were flushed and all of the cold, hard bravado had now gone to be replaced by a desperate looking, insecure woman and I suspect...d that maybe it had been a long time since she had been spoken back to or probably been intimate with anyone. Suddenly humbled she politely asked me to pass her bag and propping herself up on her elbows she took out the money and gave it to me before giving me an embarrassed smile, thanking me and laying back down without another word. Pacified. She will have some understanding of Arabic as she has been a prisoner of Arabs for several months.” I pointed a finger at the hooded figure of Masters. “And see if you can find a cloak or something similar to disguise this poor excuse of an officer.”Mimi nodded, then entered the bedroom and closed the door. A moment later she reopened the door and handed me a chador, the all-enveloping garment worn by Muslim woman when outdoors.“This is the best I can do, Jacques.” She glared at Masters.. I have come to return your phone,” she said.“Oh right,” replied the voice. “Come in and follow the drive to the main door.”Christine did as she was told and soon found herself outside the main entrance. As she got out of her car, the door opened and the woman appeared. She had dark hair and a curvy figure. Good hips and good breasts.“Hi Christine. Thanks for bringing this back. I was getting a bit worried that I had lost it for good,” she said, as Christine walked up to her.“I’m Heather, would. “He did,” dad answered.“Luckily,” he continued, “no one saw our little meeting and he never mentioned it to anyone. I went out with her one more time and she told me she had feelings for CJ and not me. My ego took a beating worse than my broken nose over that.“CJ and Vi started going steady and married after graduation. While I was in college that fall I found out that Viola died in the big Hong Kong flu epidemic that happened that year. CJ joined the Marines and won a bunch of medals in.