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Author: joystick Published: 2/27/2007 story views: 766
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All I ask is that you keep an open mind and please consider it! That would make me the happiest man alive.” Fazzi begged. “Then you and I will then be able to be together. Our lives will be entwined both legally and physically and you will become a full true partner and you will inherit all my estate, just like if we were married. No one would question our relationship after that.”
“Even though I do not think I will ever change my mind, for now and for your sake, I will consider it. But if I do decide to convert, it will be for my sake, not yours and not because of the inheritance. Perhaps as I learn more - you never can tell. I wish you were here now, habibi. I really miss you.” He lied.
Fazzi was extremely pleased with Joseph's replies. The fact that the soldier prostituted himself out to buy something that he thought would make him happy really delighted Fazzi. And now here was his lover leaving the door open to conversion. What more could he ask for? He would truly rather have Joseph choose to convert out of conviction, than any other reason. So he happily changed the subject and continued in a lighter vain.
“You say you miss me and say it even after your bedroom gymnastics this afternoon?” he asked.
“Yes and let's never bring that up again. I don't know what devil came into my body and possessed it, but that will never happen again. I wish it never happened. Can you forgive me?”
“I know in my heart that you are lying to me now, however in spite of this you are still my true love - always pure - my Christian Knight on the White Charger…”
“Now stop that or I'll forget about the party they are giving me this evening and run to your bed instead….”
“I must be confused but I thought the party was last night.”
“No last night was just a family get together, tonight is the real thing. Rich and I are going to meet an old friend for dinner and a few drinks. AND we will not be going see any belly dancers-unless it is to see that male dancer we saw last night.” Joseph jested.
“In that case I should insist that you come home right after the party late tonight.” Fazzi said in jest also. “But like I told you I'm going to be away at meetings and not even home tonight and most of Sunday. You are always welcome to come here even when I'm not here. The housekeeping staff has been informed that they are to serve you like they do myself. That is why you have your own key. Perhaps you will see fit to come on Sunday evening….”
The downstairs buzzer began to sound. “I'll see, but someone is at the door and I must get going if I'm to be ready. It's getting late. Bye now.” Joseph said and hung up the phone as he ran to answer the buzzer.
“Who is it?” He asked into the building intercom.
“The Pizza you ordered.”
“Oh yes! Ok I'll buzz you in.”
After paying off the delivery man and placing the Pizza in the oven, Joseph turned on Rich's CD Player and chose a record that he knew Rich would like and then sat on the daybed nude and waited