The husband responds in a low tone: “Let me call you back later, Honey, my wife is in the kitchen”.A lady to doctor: “My husband has a habit of ...alking in his sleep! What should I give him to cure it?” Doctor: “Give him an opportunity to speak when he is awake!”The other day I went up to a Christian bookstore and saw a “honk if you love Jesus bumper sticker”. I was feeling particularly sassy that day because I had just come from a thrilling choir performance, followed by a thunderous prayer. I was now really wishing Salah was here. I had never desired a man before but as a woman I wanted one now. Much to my disapointment Salah did not turn up so I dried myself off and waited for him. Darkness came suddenly but still no Salah. Tired out by all the excitment of the day I went to sleep. The next day Salah met me for breakfast in the hotel. I had never noticed how his eyes were deep pools of mystery. Who was this man who could kill as easily as I could breath?, why did he smoke. “I just don’t want to be home today. I needed to get out, and well, here is my refuge of choice.”“Okay, I’ll get you the menu and coffee,” he said. I nodded my appreciation of his efforts.I wasn’t kidding myself, I was upset about being dumped on by my own kid even if she didn’t know she was doing it or understanding how much it bothered me that she was neglecting me. But, then again, I guess I was just too boring for her to care very much. I figured that her rich family, as opposed to the poor. He does not resist when he is dragged to his feet and pulled to the pickup where he is secured with his ass on the ground and with his back to the vehicle facing the blanket, he watches as his abductors couple on the ground their animal like grunts as they fuck affront him, he hopes they will soon finish and let him go. He just does not understand what they have planned for him. He cringes when Caroline approaches him on her hands and knees, he is reminded of a lioness stalking a gazelle, but.