" Trevor approved as he waved metowards the door behind the front desk. "Please come in and we'll getdown to business here." All right," I agreed, a...llowing him to gallantly take my arm in his ownbefore adding with a little glint of mischief in my eyes. "And youaren't so old, Sir." I am if you insist on calling me Sir," he answered as we entered hisprivate office. "But then I suppose I am a general and should expectsome respect from you recruits, shouldn't I?" More than just some, Sir." My. Yovanna knew she had to have him. She wanted him there and then. But this was Egypt, different country, with very different customs and religion than her own.She was spending only a couple of weeks in Egypt, so Yovanna knew this can’t be anything lasting. But she was so filled with lust, and desire and a deep, primal need to have this man, to hold him, to kiss him, to love him. She couldn’t understand where all these feelings were coming from. Ever since her divorce, she couldn’t even look at. There was a good hour before conference sessions began again. Em gathered up her phone, room key and handbag, smiled her corporate smile at her fellow diners, and said, “See you there shortly.” She walked to the lifts and went up to the thirtieth floor, where the suites were. She entered her suite and checked her phone. Good, a full sixty minutes before she had to be downstairs again. She had nothing to do. She’d organized a taxi to the airport for later and had paid the hotel account,. I say kiss but it looked more like he was sucking her up, nope she didn’t seem to enjoy it either.Our eyes meet and she quickly looked down at her feet, and I returned my attention to my book, then someone flipped my book, I sighed and looked up. It was Mr QB putting his face right at mine, our nose almost touching. I raised a brow and sighed again.QB: “Dafuq you looking at faggot?” Nice vocabulary I thought.Me: “Right now? your ugly face champ.” The oohs, and the aaahs emanates from the crowd.