"The Three Day Pass" Chapter 9
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"It's a bit cool out tonight. Do you think you are going to
need a sweater?" Joseph asked her.
"I have one in the hall closet. How about you? Are you
going to be warm enough?"
"As long as you stay close to me I'll be fine" Joseph
grinned.
Joseph opened the door and they both walked out onto
the porch. "It's a beautiful night tonight. Just look at that
moon. It's so low and so bright almost orange." She
said.
"We call that a harvest moon." he said as he placed his
arm around her shoulder and they continued down the
pathway together.
"There is a gazebo at the end of this pathway where I
think we can have some privacy. It is hidden from the
house by the twisting roadway." She said and directed
him down the twisting and turning gravel walkway till
they came to the wooden structure. It was one of those
latticework octagonal shaped affairs covered with vines.
The entrance way was the only thing that was not
covered with flowers or vines. Anyone sitting inside it
was almost assured privacy. The two of them entered
and Joseph took out his handkerchief and covered the
wooden bench before he directed Kassie to sit down.
He sat beside her his arm over her shoulder holding
her close to him.
"My mother wants to know if your people came from
France, She thinks you have French blood in you."
"French blood? What makes her think that? It might be
possible but I really don't know much about my family
history. My mother died when I was born and my real
father gave me up for adoption right away." Joseph told
her.
"Well my mother said that she remembers her mother
telling her stories of the French officers when they ruled
Lebanon. They were very big hand kissers. Your
kissing my hand reminded her of the stories."
"Oh so your family is Lebanese?"
"Well, yes and no. Mother was a Lebanese Christian.
In the mid 1980's Syria took over all of Lebanon and my
Father was a Syrian army officer sent into the country to
restore law and order. He met my mother; they got
married and had me. My father convinced her to
become a Moslem and things were OK for a while. "
She said. "Then Syrian influence in Lebanon began to
wane and my father lost his favored status. He became
disenchanted with the government and moved our
family to the United States to try to improve out lives."
"It sure looks like Fazzi Muhammad has done very well
for himself." Joseph said as he moved closer to her. "I
admire you and your family. It is not an easy thing to
pick up and start life all over again. Not only that but he
has become the epitome of the 'Rags to Riches' stories
that we all read about. With all the hardships and bad
times he must have had he remains a very generous
man, much too generous. I really can't accept that car
offer from him."
"Oh please do! Do it for my sake," she said as she
lowered her voice. "If you take the car then you can give
me lessons and I will be able to get a drivers license.
My father will not hear of women driving--- but if you
were to teach me --- he would have to accept it, after all
he would not have any choice once I am your wife."
"What makes you think that I, as your husband, would
approve of your driving?"
"Because you are not cruel and you would not want me
to be kept locked up in a Harem. You are kind and not
old fashioned like most of my father's friends."
"Well I would not want to go against your father, but I
could never refuse anything reasonable you ask of me.
Your dark lovely eyes just melt my heart." He said
pulling her closer to him and running his fingers up and
down her sweater-covered arm. She shivered at his
touch. "Oh! Perhaps am I being too quick for you."
"No, I like the feel of your hands on me. It's just that I
have to tell you something." She stammered. "I have
never had a man this close to me. Our worlds, yours
and mine, just happened to cross for some reason.
You are a man of the world and must have been with
many women. Most American girls by my age have had
much more sexual experience then I have had. My
father says that American men do not demand a virgin
bride. Among us the purity of the bride is important.
The Groom's family will sometimes demand that proof
of her virginity be presented on her wedding night to the
husband's relatives.
"Yes I have heard of that custom and if need be, there
are ways to fake it, but we are not near that stage yet."
"What stage are we in Yussef?"
Taking her in his arms and gently lifting her face to his
he brought his lips to hers and kissed her. He said.
"We are courting. It is an experimental stage where we
will do many things that will help us to get to know each
other. When the time is right, we will know what to do
and when to do it. No need to rush."
He kissed her again this time running the tip of his
tongue over her lips trying to gain entrance to her
closed mouth. Her lips finally parted and he softly
pushed his tongue around and over her teeth and
finally she let him into her mouth. His hands pressed
against the back of her head, pulling her face closer to
him as their kiss deepened and deepened. His tongue
seeking hers. It darted in and out and found and
touched hers lightly. It roamed over the inside of her
mouth exploring ever nook and cranny. His mouth
covered hers as her body melted into his. Her fingers
pressed on the rear of his head and neck pulling him
closer to her. Her tongue started to play with his and as
he withdrew his tongue, hers followed his into his
mouth and he began to suck on her tongue. Then they
broke the kiss.
"MMmmm" she said, "I could get to like this
experimentation. And you said you were not French.
That was a French kiss was it not?" she sighed, then
they both laughed. Joseph had her bring her legs up on
the bench and lie with her head cradled in his arms
against his chest. He continued to kiss her and ran one
hand up and down her arm and lightly over her breast.
Then he lowered her head so that it lay in his lap.
"What is that that I feel?" she whispered as she felt
Joseph's growing hardness.
"That, my Lamb, just happens to be my body showing
you how much it wants you.' Joseph explained. "Didn't
anyone ever tell you about men and their needs and
sex?"
"You mean about your "Zip" and my "Koos? Yes they
did. After my father and you came to terms, that Friday
afternoon, my mother was directed by him to instruct
me in the ways of the marriage bed. But it is one thing
to talk about it in an academic way and another to feel
your hardness. Except on animals, I have never even
seen a real one, much less felt it. I must be a real
disappointment to you."
"OH no, no my lamb, you are what every man dreams
of having... a pure young women. Someone with which
to share what little knowledge he has. There is no need
to try to discover it all in one night. Besides there is
much that I too must learn and also that which we will
have to learn together."
"Oh! So much to learn and I want to do it all tonight, but,
it's getting late, we better get back," She said.
"Daddy will be waiting. Will we have lots of time
together?"
"Yes Kassie, my lamb, lots of time. We will have years
together." He said as they got up and made their way
back to the house.
They reached the front door and stopped one more
time to kiss and hold each other. "Good night, Kassie."
Joseph said looking down into her dark eyes.
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"Mesaa El Kair, good evening, Habibi." She replied and
opened the front door and went in. After checking
herself in the hall mirror she took Joseph into the
television room where Fazzi lay sleeping on the sofa.
"He was exhausted." Her mother said in a whisper. "I'll
have to show you the way and make sure you are
comfortable. Then I'll come back and put my husband
to bed." Leading Joseph outside she asked, "Did you
two have a nice visit?"
"Yes a very nice visit, but I was looking forward to again
thanking both you and your husband for your wonderful
hospitality. Now how will I know what kind of
arrangements he has planned for tomorrow night?"
"I shall tell him to make the same arrangements as
tonight." She said as they walked to the garage. She
unlocked the side entrance door and they entered a
small vestibule containing a door leading to the garage
and a set of steps that went up to the apartment. They
walked up the stairs to the apartment door and she
unlocked it. She turned on the lights and showed him
where everything was and then gave him a set of keys.
"Here these are yours. We want you to have a set of
keys. This is your home, should you choose to make it
so. Now tell me how did your first meeting with my
daughter go? Was she all you hoped for?"
"Your daughter is wonderful. I think I am falling in love
with her. But then who would not? You and your
husband did a wonderful job bringing her up. I love her
innocence. That is hard to find in American women. I
will treasure that and respect that."
She took his hand in hers and lifted it to her cheek.
"You do not know how much that means to me Yussef.
Sleep well and may Allah watch over you always. Then
before leaving she made sure he knew how to set the
alarm clock.
Joseph bolted the door got ready for bed quickly,
turned out the lights and then called Barns to report in.
He left a message that that he would call during lunch
tomorrow and then went to bed.
Back at the house, after they finally got him up, Fazzi
was furious with his wife and daughter for not having
awakened him. "You both know it is my duty as a host
to see that our guest is made comfortable!"
"But you were sleeping and besides I did it in your
place and Yussef understood that you were tired and
commanded us not to wake you. He said he was very
impressed with our daughter and that he was falling in
love with her and that he respects the way in which we
raised our daughter. He said he planed to be here
again tomorrow. Now don't be such an idiot and be
thankful that everything went so well. I like this boy and I
think he will be good to and for Kassie."
"Yes he is very nice, good looking and his head is on
right. Allah is great and wonderful to have sent us such
a prize in this land of infidels. We were lucky to have
found him. Perhaps it is His wish to bless us this way."
The next morning at 0630 hours there was a light
knock on the door and as Joseph opened it he saw the
driver waiting for him. "Good morning Sir are you
ready?"
"Yes, I just have to rinse out this cup and I'll be right
with you."
"There is no need to do that, sir, or to make your bed
up or do any housework. In an Arab house the women
do those things. Mr. Muhammad also is fortunate
enough to have maids to do that too, sir. As long as you
are here they will clean up the apartment before noon.
Just leave everything alone and throw your washcloths
and towels into the bathtub, the maid will take care of
everything. They will also do your laundry for you. You
can bring it from the base. Your stuff will come back
clean, starched, mended and pressed." He said, as he
took Joseph's overnight bag from him and then they
went down and got into the car.
As they pulled away from the house he told Joseph, "Mr.
Muhammad left a message for you to tell you how sorry
he was that he fell asleep last night and was not able to
fulfill his host obligations. He also said to tell you that I
would again pick you up at the usual time tonight. If
there is any change in your plans you are to give him a
call. Here is the cell number you are to use."
Joseph took the number and entered it into his cell
phone log. He then leaned back and slept as the limo
made excellent time back to the base arriving in plenty
of time for class.
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During lunch Joseph called Barns and reported what
had happened the night before. Bill was delighted that
things had gone so well and he became really excited
about the fact that Muhammad might be looking to
invest some money with Worthington's company. He
wanted to know how Joseph knew the man.
"You remember I told you I was going to visit some
people this past weekend. Well that was Worthington.
His son and I are friends and I was invited out to meet
his family. His dad, mom and I got to be really friendly
and when he found out I was studying Arabic in the
army, he offered me a stockbroker job when I got out.
Anyway when Fazzi found out I knew him, he said he
and some of his friends had some money to invest and
would love to have someone of Worthington's stature
handle it---- so... I told him that I would try to contact Mr.
Worthington and arrange the account."
Bill then suggested a meeting between Joseph, the
Wall Street mogul and himself. "I could lend the
authority of the US government to this and protect
Worthington from "Money Laundering" charges --- if
that's what it turns out to be. Anyway it will be interesting
to see just where and how much money Muhammad
has."
"He must have plenty, by the looks of the house,
servants and the car that he is looking to buy for me."
"WHAT! What was that about a car?" Barns screamed.
"Just sort of a little pre-engagement, pre-graduation
gift." Joseph told him and then related how it had all
come about. "They also offered me the use of the
apartment over the garage, if I wanted it. I could use it to
observe who comes and who goes."
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"Just be careful. This is going too well. And when that
happens, I get worried. Something always goes wrong.
Whatever you do - don't screw it up. I just can't believe
our luck." Barns said.
"Could it be that the man is just what he says he is; a
father looking for a son-in-law and also a little male
companionship on the side?" The soldier asked.
"Careful Joseph, be very careful, this man and for all
we know the entire family including the daughter, is
dangerous. I did not give you all the information we
have on him." Barns said, speaking slowly to add
emphasis, "What originally got us interested in Fazzi
Muhammad was his connection to Syria. He was and
most likely still is a Syrian intelligence officer. They are
and can be very rough, brutal and above all, they are
NOT stupid. They would not think twice about killing you
if they found out you were an agent. Do you remember
what they did to our CIA agent in Lebanon and to that
poor Marine Corps Officer they hung, what was his
name? Oh yeah Col. William Higgins and he didn't
even work for us. Do you still want to go on with this?
It's not too late to pull out even now."
Joseph thought awhile, then said, "Hell no! Just when
the fun is beginning? Not on you life! I'll call Worthington
and arrange a meeting for this weekend, most likely
this Sunday after lunch, at his home on the Island. Can
you make it? If you can, I think it would be better if we
took the whole family into our confidence. I think they
can be trusted. Boy this is getting exciting."
"If Worthington can't be trusted, I don't know who could.
I'll make a full report and consult with Mr. Cook on this. I
want this on paper and in the files. Meantime you
arrange the meeting. I'll be there, just let me know the
time and place.
Next he called Richard Worthington Sr. and told him he
would like to speak to him about a business deal and
asked if he and his wife would again be willing to have
Rich and him as guests over the weekend? There
might also be an extra visitor coming for a few hours on
Sunday. When the man pressed him for details,
Joseph told him it was all hush-hush and that he would
inform him of all the details when he saw him on
Saturday.
Joseph then called Rich and arranged to see him that
weekend. He was delighted and somewhat surprised
when Joseph asked if they could spend the weekend
on Long Island and that he wanted to talk to his father
and mother again. When Richard pressed him for the
reason, he told him that he might have some business
for his father. "I know you must have questions but they
will all be answered. I'll call again and let you know
when I will be in. I have to get back to class now. I have
a lot to tell you, babe. See you Saturday, I love you."
He then called back Bill and told him to meet them at
the Worthington house at about 2PM Sunday afternoon.
Right after his last class Joseph rushed back to the
barracks, picked up his overnight pass and changed
into his "Class A" uniform. He packed his fatigues and
a civilian shirt and jacket, just in case he should need it.
He hopped the bus to the main gate and got out looking
for the Limo...It was not to be seen. A few minutes later
a white BMW convertible pulled up across the street
and a familiar voice called out "Yussef" over here. He
walked over to the car and to his shock Fazzi was sitting
behind the wheel with a big broad grin on his face.
"Get in Yussef, I hope you don't mind but I decided to
pick you up today myself. I had to come down and
apologize in person for not seeing you off last night." He
said as Joseph opened the door and put his bag in the
rear and then slid down next to Fazzi. "I also had a few
things that I wanted to discuss in private with you." As
he pulled the car away from the curb and headed for the
interstate he continued, "MMmmm I'm glad to see that
you took my suggestion and choose to wear your
uniform. There is something about a man in uniform
that sets my blood afire. Did I ever tell you that I was in
the Army also?"
"No you never mentioned it, but I thought so all along
and Kassie mentioned it to me last night. Army men
have that look about them. It is not necessary for you to
apologize about last night. There have been many
times that I have fallen asleep after a hard days work."
Joseph said. "This is some car, it looks brand new. Did
you just get it?"
"You really like this car?" he asked. "It is new. It was
delivered just 2 hours ago and I wanted to try it out.
Would you like me to stop and put the top down for
you?"
"No, it's a bit windy and cold for that now." He said
running his fingers over the dashboard. "It's one hell of
a machine. A man could really enjoy owning this."
Fazzi, no longer able to contain himself, chuckling
burst out with, "I was hoping you would like it - it is
yours! I purchased it for you this morning."
'Mine, you are kidding. I don't know what to say." He
said flabbergasted.
"Just say YES. You better say yes because Kassie and
I spent all morning shopping for it. She picked it out and
you do not want to disappoint her... Do you?"
"BUT A BMW! I never expected anything like this. I really
shouldn't." He stammered. "I can't take it. This is way
too much. How can I ever repay you?"
"You can start repaying me by accepting my gifts
without fighting me." He said as he reached over and
placed his hand on Joseph's crotch and playfully
squeezed it. This is only the beginning of the many gifts
I intend to shower you with, my son."
Joseph leaned over and kissed Fazzi's cheek and
said, "Shokran, thank you, father!" then added. "Ya rab,
please god, may I be worthy of your gifts to me."
"Yussef, don't worry, you will be. I am sure of that." He
said as he again squeezed and rubbed Joseph's groin.
Joseph placed his hand on Fazzi's hand and lifted it
away from his crotch and said, "Urhhhh Please keep
both your hands on the wheel. Let's not play around in
"MY" new car --- It would look bad if we got stopped by
the Police or wound up in an accident."
Fazzi moaning said, "You are right. Perhaps later you
will be pleased to show me your gratitude in a more
appropriate manner."
"Fazzi, I hope I am not misunderstanding you. I have
very little experience in these things. Are you giving me
these gifts because you want to have sex with me?
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"No! No I give them to you with---, how do you
Americans say it, 'no strings attached'," he said, "but I
am, never the less, a very demonstrative and
passionate person and I sometimes can not control my
passions. You have been in my fantasies and dreams
since you sat next to me after services that Friday."
"I don't know what to do-- I am torn between what I
know is right and what is wrong. I do not want to hurt
you, your wife or Kassie."
"There is nothing wrong here. It is just your Christian
upbringing that is telling you something is wrong. My
wife gave up that nonsense and you too will see it as
such in time."
"Perhaps you are right about it being nonsense, but its
all happening so fast and the whole thing scares me. If
we were to get caught-- do you know what the military
would do to me? Regardless of the 'Don't Ask, Don't tell'
policy my army days would be numbered. It would be
on my 'record' and follow me for the rest of my life."
"If we were to take it slow and keep this only between
ourselves would you mind as much?"
"Mind, well to tell the truth, I do mind. I feel guilty about
all this. On one hand I know it's wrong. On the other
hand, I cannot hide the fact that I too become aroused
when you touch me. At those times I think I may be gay
and I ask myself why should I mind? After all I'm getting
the better of the deal. Both your daughter and you, two
for the price of one! Both of you are wonderful people to
whom I have become attached. But yet I know it's wrong
and dangerous. I fight with myself and say what would
be so wrong, or even harmful if we kept this secret and
were very careful and safe --- it would be so wonderful."
"Yes, our little secret. Only you and I, careful and safe!"
Fazzi said, "We will be very careful in public. No one will
know. I can see many happy times ahead for us. And,
Yussef, you will learn to love me as I love you. I will
make you very happy, and don't worry; I will treat you
with kindness and love. You will never regret your time
with me, my son."
Fazzi drove on and they talked about the car and
Joseph asked if he could use it to take Kassie out this
evening to a movie. Joseph also told him that he was
planning to go out to see Mr. Worthington this weekend
and that he planned to talk to him about setting up a
meeting with him and his investor friends.
"See." Fazzi said. "You have already earned the car.
You must use it this weekend. It will impress him that I
have confidence your ability. Yussef, if this works out
you and I will be very rich and perhaps you too will be
able to buy your sons, my grandsons, cars like this,
"IshAllah, Ya rab", if it is the will of Allah, please god."
They pulled up the driveway and instead of going to the
main entrance he continued around to the garage. Fazzi
pressed a button on a clicker and the electric overhead
garage door opened to admit them into one of the
parking spaces and the door closed. "We are alone
now Yussef." He said leaning over to him and placing
his left hand on his crotch he groped for his manhood.
Finding the object of his search and caressing it, he
said, "Just one small kiss then we can go to the
house."
He pulled Joseph to him with his other arm and as
their lips met his fingers ran up and down the back of
his neck, sending chills through Joseph's body. Joseph
returned the kiss, hugging him. They kissed long and
deep and then parted.
"MMMmm now that's more like it. That's what I call a
very nice thank you, Yussef." He said as he reached
over and opened the glove compartment. "Here in the
glove compartment is the registration, and insurance
and here are the keys. Everything is made out to me,
but we will have it changed in a day or so. I did not have
all the information needed to do it this morning and I
just could not wait another day to see the look on your
face when I presented it to you. After you give me the
information, I'll have it transferred over by tomorrow. In
the meantime you can drive it feeling that it is yours."
"Thank you again. I'm going upstairs to unpack and I'll
meet you at the house in a few minutes. I will hurry
because I also want to thank Kassie and your wife,
Mary, for the car."
When he got to the apartment he found that his bed
had been made up and that there were fresh flowers all
over the place. There was a letter on his nightstand
from Kassie, which he opened and read.
My dearest Habibi,
Please do not be angry with me. I hope you like your
gift. May it bring freedom for the both of us.
Love you,
Kassie
He opened his overnight bag and quickly unpacked it.
Besides the changes of clothes, which he hung up,
there was a six pack of beer which he placed in the
refrigerator and a supply of condoms and KY which he
put into the bedside table drawer, just in case. He went
into the bathroom to relieve himself, then washed and
ran a comb through his close-cropped hair and then left
for the main house. On the front pouch, he almost ran
down a maid who said she was on the way to help him
unpack.
"I already did that, but thank you anyway." He said.
"Well the next time you come, just leave your bag on the
floor by the bed and I will put everything away as well as
iron or steam the wrinkles out of your clothes and hang
them up." She said smiling. "That's my job and I'll be
happy to do it for you. If you want to bring your dirty
laundry from the base that's fine with me - just leave it
in the bathtub and it will be washed, dried and ironed
for you the same day."
Joseph smiled back at her and said, "Thank you, I'll try
not to be too much of a bother to you."
"No bother at all, glad to do it for our servicemen. I was
on my way up to turn down the bed for you...is there
anything else I can do for you."
"No, nothing that I can think of, perhaps just make sure
my stuff is hanging right and make sure the wrinkles
are out." he said and reached into his rear pocket and
pulled out his wallet and tried to give her a tip, which
she refused and excused herself to go about her
duties.
Joseph entered the house and Kassie spotted him and
ran over to him all excited. "Did you like the car? Were
you surprised? I hope you are not angry with daddy and
me." She said throwing her body at him and her arms
around his neck, pulling herself up to place her lips on
his.
Kissing her and holding her, he tried to tell her how
thrilled he was and that he was not angry at all. As a
matter a fact he wanted to take her to dinner and to a
movie to celebrate. They could try out the car together.
"Yes yes yes. Lets tell mom and dad, they are in the TV
room. I'm sure they will not object to our going out
together." She said pulling Joseph into the room after
her. "Mom, dad we are going out to eat and maybe for a
drive and the movies"
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"Mrs. Muhammad, I want to thank you for the lovely gift, it
is really too much. As I told your husband, I don't know
how I shall repay you."
"Mrs. Muhammad is too formal, Mary is my name and
you can call me that, unless you wish to call me 'Ema',
mother." She said as she kissed him on the cheek.
"Ema, it will be then." He said as he returned her kiss.
"Will it be O.K. with you if Kassie and I go out for the
evening? The weather is mild and it looks like it will be
a lovely evening, I thought we could take a drive out into
the country, along Rt. 80 and find a cafe to eat and
perhaps a movie."
"Yes it would be fine, just be careful." Fazzi said, "That
car is a powerful piece of machinery. Drive carefully."
"I will sir. Would you know of any restaurant where we
could get a good meal not to far away?"
"Yes as a matter of fact I do, several of them. However,
you will have to stay off Rt. 80 and go along Rt.46. There
are diners and restaurants all over that road and out
around Parsippany there is a movie house also. You
remember Kassie; we went there a few times. You
should be able to show Joseph the way."
"Yes, I remember now, the movie has many pictures to
choose from. Yes it is a good idea. Don't wait up for us
we might be late." Kassie said.
"I will try to get her home at a reasonable hour, after all I
have to be back at base early to get a parking permit."
"You children have a good time and in case I don't see
you, Yussef, have a safe trip back." Fazzi said then
turning to his wife said, "I have to go back into the office
to catch-up on some work after dinner. It must have
pilled up since I was sort of busy this morning with
more pleasant pastimes..." Turning to Joseph and
Kassie, he added, "You two go and have fun, but not too
late now... I would like your cell phone number in case I
ever have to get in touch with you for some reason."
Joseph gave it to him and after saying good-bye again
he and Kassie left. They got into the car and the soldier
was able to find the road and they drove along, heading
west, till they found the cinema and then looked for a
place to eat. Kassie recommended a vegetarian place
right near the move house. Joseph objected, but
Kassie insisted. It turned out that she was right, the
food was excellent and he could not get over the variety
and taste. They ate and then went to see a movie,
during which they ate popcorn and did what any young
couple on their first date did --- they necked and kissed
and later in the car parked in the driveway of her home
Joseph discovered that aside from a beautiful face she
had a wonderful body as well.
"I better let you get inside before I do something that
both of us are not ready for yet." He whispered into her
ear as he kissed and sucked on her ear lobe.
"Please, Habibi, when will we be ready?" She gasped
as she reached for his crotch and her fingers traced the
outline of the cloth-encased penis. When will you show
it to me?"
"I fear that once I do that there will be no turning back
and we are not ready for that, yet."
"But I want to do it now," she said reaching for his
zipper and slowly lowering it and reaching in for his
cock. Her fingers finding the opening she reached into
his boxers and touched his manhood. Her fingertips
touched his foreskin and she gasped as his cock
started to expand. She circled his cock and pulled the
half hard appendage out, holding it in her hot fingers.
"It's so big and warm."
Joseph kissed her and forced her away from him. "We
have to stop... now. If we keep this up we will both go
too far. I want you too... Hell Kassie ... I want you really,
want you, but I can't ... we can't do this now. It has to be
done when we can take our time and do it right. Now is
not the time --- not in front of you Father's house." He
said as he stuffed his half hard cock back into his pants
and zipped up. He got out of the car, opened the door
for her and took her to the door where he kissed her
and said good night. She kissed him back.
"I'm falling in love with you Yussef, not because daddy
says I must but because you are wonderful and
because you want to wait for me. Do you know what
would have happened if you had not acted like a
gentleman in the car just now?" She grinned, "It might
have been the last time we went out together. I don't
think I could have ever trusted you again."
"Kassie darling, I am a human being and I cannot
guarantee that I will be able to control myself in the
future. I am falling for you, but I am a man and I don't
want to lose you. Good night Kassie. Sleep well habibi,
see you tomorrow." He held her in his arms and kissed
her deeply, then watched her as she went into the
house.
Joseph got into the car and pulled it into the garage
and closed the overhead door and proceeded to the
doorway where he froze in his tracks as an all to
familiar voice asked him "Did you have a good time
tonight?"
...continues in "The Three Day Pass (ch.10)" - click here to continue...
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