table last night.” Joseph returned her laugher. “Look, if you want maybe I can get Fazzi to use his influence with the government to get them to lay off you. As far as I'm concerned, I don't care what you report to them. In any case, I guess you can report that I'm at least normal in the horny male department.”

“Judging by last night, I would say you're more than normal.”

“Perhaps you might like to do a more clinical examination. You know, just to earn some of that money they promised to pay you. I don't know about you, but I would love to do a more intimate exam of you. I could get us a hotel room. I assure you that you would not be disappointed. From what I saw and felt as I held you in my arms last night, I know I would not be disappointed in you,” he half jested. “However please keep this in mind, my little spy, while you are a beautiful woman, and you are tempting, and I would love to ravish you, I must confess that I'm hopelessly in love with Kasemah, Fazzi's daughter. Nothing, my little Mata Hari, will change that.”

“What or who is this 'Mata Hari'?” she asked bewildered.

“Oh! She was some female spy a long time ago in WW1.” Joseph laughed. “Come to think of it she started off as a belly dancer also. Anyway, just so you understand, I am engaged to Kasemah Muhammad, or Kassie as I call her and we are very much looking forward to being married next year. I would not do anything to prevent or jeopardize that. However, as you already know from last night, I am still a man and a horny one at that. And since Fazzi has sent Kassie and her mother to live with relatives in Dearborn, to keep her pure and out of my arms and I have not had another woman….”

“To keep her pure? Oh! Yes, the old bed sheet bit. I have heard of that custom. It is rather old fashioned and no longer practiced, at least not in Egypt. Well maybe you might find it done, as you Americans say in the back woods, but really we no longer practice it.” She said. “I did not think that anyone even bothered any more as too many couples were using the blood of animals to fake it.”

“Well Fazzi is doing it to us as a test of some sort I suppose. It has been so long since I have been with a woman that I think you will have to instruct me…” He said as his fingers reached for her hand under the table.

“You are getting naughty now.” She said as she felt his hand enclose hers and guide it palm up to his lips and then place it on his lap atop his growing cock. “Yes, it would appear that you are quite naughty as well as normal. I can feel that and I don't think you will need much instruction. Perhaps, instead of the expense of a hotel room, you would like to come up to my apartment? We can talk more freely there and I can serve you your dessert.”

“Now who is shall we say, being naughty?” He said as he put one arm around her, pulled her body closer to himself, while his other hand pressed down on her hand that was now rubbing his cloth covered cock.