Jorge worked hydraulics and mechanicals and he was looking forward to an engine man like myself hiring on. It was a perfect team. He also had a Mazda ...truck that I haven't seen in many a year. I think they stopped making them in the seventies but this one was still going with over two hundred thousand miles on it. After a few weeks I was settled in and enjoying my new life.We were both lousy cooks so we spent a lot of time a lot of time eating out, mostly fast food and diner crap. Jorge was an. “would you like me to remove the hair from your balls, “yeah,” i moaned. She took the electric clipper with its delicate blades and grasped my sac high up so my balls were tight against the sac. Then she slowly worked her way all over them trimming the hairs away. The vibration added to my excitement and she laughed. She ran the clipper all around my scrotum and i was jerking in excitement. This was great fun she thought as she looked at my eyes all big and bulging. She put the clipper away,. Is it Fatima?"Fatima? Hamid's fiancée whom he was more and more sure he would never marry. He was thrown by the question into honesty."No. It's my brother. I've just been on the phone to him." Allah! I knew it! Where is he now? Is he still in Pakistan?" I don't know," Hamid said with uncertainty, but keeping his voice low. "He might be in Afghanistan. He might be back in Jeddah. He might even be in America." America?" piped in a stoned Sadik. "I've always wanted to go to America. Hamburgers.. The kitchen lights were on and she had the strange thought of what a boon this lighting was, remembering her husband had had it installed, in one of his showing off phases, an innovation that no one in the house really understood. It was one of those ploys of the mind, a distraction! Behind the big solid table was her lover, Bessy, dressed as always on these occasions in just bra and stays. The reams of fat on her legs, her arms and the bit of her belly peeping over her mons, all adding to her.