She’d humiliated him and then he hadn’t been able to think straight.Oh, here was his stop. Right. Men are in charge of women by what Allah has giv...en one over the other. He was gonna make that work. Women are deficient in intellect - narrated Abu Said Al-Khudri.“Hi,” Grace smiled at Mohammad as he came into the cafeteria, which had a few other people in today getting ready to do stuff. Really he was SO good-looking, though he seemed a bit tense, almost as if he could tell Mia and Paul had come. I start to panic, then, but it’s a weirdly dreamy and distant sort of panic because my body isn’t joining in. My breath doesn’t quicken, my heartbeat doesn’t pound in my ears. I just keep taking slow, lazy breaths and staring straight ahead as inside my body, I quietly freak the hell out. What’s happened to me? Where am I? I try to think back, figure out how I got here, but the whole thing just seems to be a blank inside my head. I start to become aware of other sensations. There’s a damp spot. ”“Copy that. Permission granted to land in hangar 1138. Over.”“Understood. Thank you, tower. Over and out.”As the ship landed, Malik turned to the rest of the crew. “Gonna be cold, so better bundle up. This may be a desert moon, but it’s also an eternal winter out there.”Checking the supply closet, Jax said, “Not much available. We’ve got some simple cloaks that’ll do for now, but we’re gonna need more durable cold weather gear than this.”“We should be able to find something more. Each time she streched upwards to hang an item of clothing Kem was able to get a view of her midrif which was exposed except for the thin piece of material that clung to it. She wasn't athletic, but Kem thought her bulges of fat looked sexy. Her blue blouse was so tight that it dug into her skin leaving red marks.Anu was hot and sweaty when she came back into the house and she headed straight for the bathroom. Kem was watching through the slightly ajar door as she removed her sari, then her.