I am humbled, and highly aroused. I want you. All of you. I imagine ripping your clothes off now. Tasting your hot sex. But I restrain myself. You are...important. You are worth more than just to indulge my carnal needs. I want to show you love. I want to give you the world as I make love to you. I want you to feel my heart singing to you. I am thinking of all of this as I am kissing you over your shirt, your breasts, where your heart is, down along your stomach and I look up. My eyes asking you. “Someone I know. From Gaza.”“And he knows –”“A little.”Yael seemed to want to say more, but let it go.“Soup,” she said instead, raising the lid on a steaming pot. “From my mother. I hope you like sinkers.” She stirred the dumplings at the bottom. “That’s the way she makes them.”“Joshua.”“Sir.”Yael’s father looked at the flowers at the window – a gift from Loira – suspiciously. “You’re healing well?”“Yes, Sir. I can make it around the ward now.”“Good. That’s good.” His eyes lingered on the. I looked at her and saw admiration in her eyes. “thanks, you’re really beautiful too,” i said.“really? How would you know? You haven’t seen the whole package yet,” she said, almost in a whisper. I was taken back and looked at her. She glanced at my loins and looked at my eyes. There was the same strange smile on her face again. “i gotta go. See you in a while for dinner,” she said and left abruptly.I was sweating all over. What does she mean? Only time will answer.Dinner was a nightmare for me.. Finally it was time for take off. The beautiful stewardess started walking back towards the back of the plane when another passenger stood up right in front of her causing her to divert her path. I tried not to stare at her, but couldn't help myself. Finally she made her way to the back of the plane where I sat alone."Can I get you anything before takeoff?" asks the busty stewardess, staring at the bulge in my pants."Yeah some coffee so I can wake up." I reply."Looks like you're already awake!".