?I?I?I,? was all he could mumble.She lifted his chin again so she could look him in the eyes. Heappeared on the edge of tears. Her fingertips were r...nning over thelower portion of his groin and then returned to the lump between hislegs. She asked again, ?Is that all you???No,? he sniffed. ?It isn?t.??Then what is it and why is it there? Where is your manhood???It?s a feminine napkin and my ?manhood? is imbedded in it. My?manhood,? what there is of it, is excitable and tends to leak a lot.. My."So you still would...want to kiss me?"He nods emphatically so I kiss him, but very carefully. He kisses back and our arms wrap around each other. The passion grows, but he stops suddenly."Don't get me wrong, this is very, very nice, but if we keep kissing, part of me is going to want to do something that another part of me isn't quite....ready for at this moment in time, if you know what I mean?" He looks at me questioningly."Ah I think I got that. If I get you really horny, it's going to. Victor’s seat was in the aisle and I was on the middle. We had to get up to allow a huge man go through us, to his window seat. The man was really huge, bigger than my husband. Sitting in between, I had no room to move.The plane took off, for a nice four hours night flight. It was dark in the cabin except for a few reading lights. As soon as we got in the air, Victor whispered something in my ear and then fell in his best dreams.I tried to watch a movie in the tiny television screen on the back. .. a woman's pleasure. Of their own will, his hands reached up tocaress his new breasts, to bring them even more pleasure.The man, Farad, blinked. "Where... where am I?" You are in Paradise, Farad, my son. You died bravely, and Sarai and Ihave come to welcome you." And this one?" Farad looked intently at Saddam.Saddam wanted to dismiss the unworthy little man. Instead, he felthimself smile. "I am Sa'adia, my lord, your own houri to serve you inevery way until the Day of Resurrection." Saddam....