I imagine you can cause brain damage if you hallucinate long enough, but I never thought that was what happened." Okay, so we're only back to my flawe... perceptions." And that's where I'm comfortable," I riposted. "You don't see things in the world in what I would call a rational pattern. You think because it's not something you do, it's wrong. Islam, evidently, gets some sort of weird, PC pass that none of the rest of us can understand."You need to get out more, Detective." And you need to. When he was done, he parked the tractor and we saddled our horses and he took me on the ride to the hills that he promised me. There was a sexy quietness about him. I wondered what other things I would be riding that day. We rode for awhile till we came to a beautiful spot where the trees opened up to a small open area with a stream, carpeted by lush green grass. We picketed the horses where they could drink and feed on the grass while we sat on a blanket under an apple tree. . He hesitated as he reached Georgie’s front door, his hand holding onto the pulled out knocker, he took a deep breath and knocked. The door opened almost immediately and Georgie pulled him in, he had little time to take in the view of the spacious hallway as the door closed behind him, then Georgie was in his arms, covering his face with kisses. He reached behind her and grabbed her bum as she jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist, hugging him tighter, kissing him urgently. He moved. Instead of a kiss he said, ‘but you haven’t changed. You still haven’t found your own way. You look down upon yourself. I bet you don’t even look at yourself in the mirror longer than you have too. You let others tell you who you are, an ugly black girl, fancy smart junior exec, partner in three years.’ Paige’s brows furrowed she had not told him anything about her life. ‘Word gets around, Paige. I bet you even came here with newly purchased London designer clothing just so you could put up the.