Perhaps they thought the extra time in the opulent quarters would more deeply set the memory of what my life could have been like, if I had chosen mor... wisely.The secretary returned and gestured for Haytham to follow him. Neither of us had seen Mu'awiyah exit the office. He was either still with Zaim, which would be unexpected, or had left by another door. I risked giving Haytham a "good luck" gesture with my head as he passed near me. He kept his eyes averted but gave me a discreet gesture of. "We need to give it a try," she said, "otherwise if and when we take the case to court it will be thrown out."Moira shrugged. "OK," she said. "You're the one with the experience and knowledge. May I suggest a meeting with my father? It'll have to be an evening one or on a Saturday as he works all day and Sunday is church and connected matters." Surely he could take an hour off work for something as important as this."Moira shook her head. "I can try and persuade him," she said, "but I doubt I. Maybe a guy needs to have or at least think he has a cock that no girl can do without to have the attitude I'm looking for. I just don't know." Let me get back to what I feeling. As told you I was totally turned on when you left me at the table. I was all good and things really did not change, even when I watched you dancing. I know what that guy felt like. You've done the same to me. Hence the wink. At that point it was all good." When you didn't get back to the dance floor, I went looking for. They laid in silence, trying to catch their breaths. She moved close to him, placed her hand on his chest, smiled, and kissed him. They lay there talking for a while when they decided to get something to eat. He took her to a nice restaurant where they talked and ate. Though they were both worn out from their sexual activity, they both could not wait to return to the hotel and explore more of each others bodies. On the drive back to the hotel, she could no longer keep her hands to herself. She.