She hadn’t even called me for the last week and a half...not even a frickin text.I tried to call Talia but got no response. I had a key to her flat ...nd decided after putting on a short skirt and a tight top; to take the boxes to her unit this afternoon.I parked outside her place. Her car wasn’t there. I grabbed the first box from the back seat, felt the heat of the afternoon but got busy with opening her front door balancing a box rather precariously.I really thought I had the place to myself.. “I thought you wanted help!”“Gyahaaahhah!” I screamed, turning from it and sprinting away at a ninety-degree angle. My foot caught on a root and send me face-first into the dirt. “You’re not very grateful,” the voice said. I rolled on to my back and it, whatever it was, was directly in front of my nose. A teeny tiny woman in a sheer, flowing dress stared back at me with iridescent wings fluttering faster than I could see. Though it was dark out, she glowed with an ethereal light and I could see. I feel like a fool in the bathrobe now.While I am busy ogling at her, she pushes the door in and comes into the room. She sits on my bed and then she tapped the place by her side, signalling me to come and sit.We look at each other for a moment and then she starts to pull me to her.I grabbed her from her back and we had a full blown lips on lips... tongue on tongue action.Meanwhile my right hand was fondling her left breasts from above her salwar suit. She didnt even try to. "Ilias, I promise, no one else in my organization will know of this. You have my Holy word."Abigail spoke up. "That might not be possible Ammar, if we're to work together. My marriage has debated this point quite a bit. Some limited form of revelation between our two groups will be essential."Ammar nodded at her and then smiled. "I've often wondered what it would be like to have a face-to-face conversation with a woman where we're treating each other as true equals. Thank you for the pleasure.