I see him coming out of the passageway from the plane, another one sent to me from the Levant to acclimate to living in the States in exchange for pleasuring me. He's everything I had been told to expect: big. Tall, more than six and a half feet, I think, and thick of body but in a well-cut way, all power and muscle way. Big hands, big feet, bulging biceps, a T-shirt just bursting with chest muscle.
He isn't smiling; he looks tired. I worry what he'll think when he sees me; wheth
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