Chapter 11

The streets were busy this afternoon. People are all moving here and there trying to shop for their food and drinks. Cars transporting people and the noise of people milling about greeted Major when he left the library. The smells of street vendors serving food as well as children running through the crowds all came together to make Major stop and get his bearings.

He moved through the crowd without bumping into too many people. Those he did contact with, he said he was sorry but kept moving. He had to get to his hotel and close the door.

The woman in the cloak also joined the flow of people in the city streets. Her graceful movements seemed so easy as she moved through the crowd. She didn’t bump into anyone, she seemed to flow through traffic and no one gave her any mind.

She watched Major enter the hotel, so she waited for a minute before entering the hotel and going to the lobby chairs and taking a seat.

People passed her by until she pulled her phone out, opened the permissions app and went scrolling through the list of people nearby looking for companionship. She found his profile, saw that he was away. Undeterred, she requested time with him this evening then waited. She moved through the lobby, found a quiet corner to wait and took the cloak off. Under it, she wore a simple shirt that covered her shoulders and the tops of her arms, but was cut so that only one simple string of gems came down between her breasts and attached to a chain around her waist. Her breasts were a handful, topped with a dark brown nipple and sat without sagging on the woman’s chest. Her dainty waist flared out to nicely rounded hips and then her strong and lean legs. The skirt she wore was short, ending just below the curve of her bottom. It was long enough to hide the black hair adorning her mons that matched the black hair on her head. She wore her hair long today. Yesterday she was in the office monitoring the world and she wore it up, tied in a ponytail which hung down her neck and to her shoulders. With it untied, it hung to the middle of her back.

She had her phone out, watching for him to say something to her through the app, but he never did.

“What is he doing?” he asked herself.

“The only explanation is that he is studying the information he got out of the book he found. The sacred texts would be very interesting to him once he starts to read it.” the AI said to her.

She checked the time and waited some more. Her phone would ding every now and then showing her that people were seeing her in her area and were requesting time alone with her. The picture in her profile was quite exotic and men of all sorts would seek her out, but only on the rare occasion would she agree and meet with a stranger to have sex with.

Finally, her phone dinged and she saw that Major Digi-Heart had agreed to meet with her. He wanted hugging, kissing, touching, sex, oral sex (giving and receiving) and added a modifier of dinner together.

She quickly agreed to it and waited for him to tell her where he was.

I’m in Hotel Jade Shroud. Room 408. I’ll order room service for us. Do you have any thoughts about what you would like to eat? My treat.

“Well at least he is polite and generous.” she muttered before sending him a response. Anything would be fine. The lamb there is quite good so order some for me please.

Major messaged her back and agreed. Two Lamb kabobs it is and I’ll order baklava as well. I found that I really like it. Never had it before. Will order more from now on.

Excellent. I look forward to meeting you.

The woman waited about 10 minutes before entering the lift. She turned down the hallway and found room 408. She knocked on the door and he opened it with a smile. “You must be Yasmin. Come in, come in!” he said, opening the door all the way and welcoming her into his hotel.

She smiled at his greeting, he was friendly enough and had an air about him of comfort and strength. He could be a tough nut to crack, she thought to herself.

“Major Digi-Heart. Hi.” she said moving past him then once she was near the bed, she set her cloak and phone down and then went to him for a hug. He was strong, his body firm and the chest hair tickled her nips. He wrapped her up in a hug. She relaxed in his embrace, worry seemed to fade away in his arms. It was unexpected, and she pulled away from him and looked at his face.

“My, your picture doesn’t do you justice, Major. You are quite handsome.” she said, her hand still on his chest and a smile on her face.

“Thank you and if I may say, you are quite beautiful as well.”

knock knock knock Someone was knocking at the door while they were standing there getting to know one another.

“That must be the food.” he said, moving to the door and welcoming in the bellman with a tray of covered dishes on a rolling cart.

“Your dinner for two sir.” he said with a heavy accent. The bellman didn’t pay attention to Yasmin who had her back turned reading something on her phone. Major gave the man a good tip and he left the couple alone to their dinner. He was happy that the tourist was a good tipper, he didn’t care who he spent time with.

As the door clicked closed, Major took the lids off the covered dishes and smelled the aroma of dinner. “Yasmin, dinner is served.”

She put her phone back down and joined him looking over the food. They both took a plate and loaded them up with a sample of the food. A lamb kabob for each of them. Flavored rice, orange slice for garnish, steamed vegetables as well as some baba ganoush and hummus with pita bread. It was a well rounded meal.

“I didn’t know I was so hungry. I’ve been so busy at the library, I completely forgot about eating some days.” Major said, putting hummus and pita into his mouth.

“I understand that as well. When I get busy, everything else just falls away.” Yasmin said, also eating baba ganoush with pita bread.

As they stuffed their faces, conversation fell away. The only noise from them was chewing, commenting on the food and making ‘mmmm’ noises with each new flavor to hit their tongues.

Once their hunger was sated, Major pulled his chair over near the bed and sat closer to Yasmin so he could talk to her. She sat on the bed, crossed her legs and focused on him as well.

“You said you were here in the library? What are you doing in that old place?” Yasmin asked.

“I’m doing research on an old religion and its leader.”

“Really? What was the name of the religion?”

Major pause, hemmed and hawed for a moment, then said, “I don’t know. It seems as though all references to the name of it are gone. I know that it existed, since much of the world’s society is based upon it, but the actual name of the religion is gone.”

“Really? Who was the leader? Did you find that out at least?”

“Yes, that much I found. Layla al-Hubb was her name.”

“Nice. Not a very common name, so what did you find out about her?” Yasmin asked, knowing full well everything he could possibly know was already known by her.

“She was a woman who lived a long time ago. Like, 3000 years ago. She taught love, peace and was very influential in the idea of passion being a driving force in this world. I didn’t understand it all at first, but her words still ring true to this day.” he said, proud to be able to talk about something as interesting as what he found.

“Did this Layla al-Hubb have any teachings that caught your eye?”

Major thought about it for a minute, then went and got out a notebook and flipped through it looking for just the right statement. “Love is the essence of all creation, the divine spark that binds us together in unity and harmony.”

“That is one statement that I found that was attributed to Layla al-Hubb. One that I could prove if pushed.” Major said then snapped his notebook closed and tossed it aside.

“Profound words.” Yasmin said, actually impressed that a man like him would find her statement and find it meaningful.

“Yes, I agree. I just wish I could find something original and I could go forward with and write a paper about her. I mean, how could one woman, who helped shape this world to what it is today, not have more writings lying around?” he said, a little frustrated. He opened his mouth and thought about talking about his upbringing, but closed his mouth with a snap instead of going on about that to a total stranger.

“Here I am doing all the talking. Yasmin, what do you do to support yourself?” Major asked, then leaned forward toward her and rested his elbows on his knees.

She smiled at his actions. He was trying to convey his desire to talk to her and was moving toward her in a non-verbal way of leaning in toward her getting her to talk to him.

“I am just a secretary for an import and export business. Nothing interesting, but always busy. So, when I found you visiting from overseas, well, I just had to meet you. I talk to people all over the world, but hardly get a chance to meet them. Personally.” she said, and gave him a leering look.

Major smiled at her and reached out with his hands to her, his palms up. She moved closer to him and put her hands in his. His big strong hands. Yasmin felt a tingle in her loins. A flush came over her neck and chest as they touched. What power does this man have over her? She thought to herself.

“How about we grab a shower together, then we can get dirty, and then take another to clean off? How does that sound?” he said, standing up and offering her his hand again.

She stood up in front of him, took his hand and then stepped into his space and reached up for a kiss. He put his hands around her waist and pulled her close. His strong arms comforted her and his hands on her bare flesh aroused her at the same time. She was a jumble of emotions but still went with him to the bathroom and the big shower he had.

He pulled his shirt off and dropped his shorts. His heavy cock bobbed in front of her and she was caught looking at it when turned to turn the shower on for them. She looked up at his face suddenly when his cock was out of view and he smiled at her, after catching her looking.

She blushed then unhooked her shirt from the waist chain and lifted her shirt off and then dropped her skirt. She stood before him naked and he marveled at her beauty. Her breasts were full but didn’t sag. Her waist was slender, but she was not skinny. Her hips were round but didn’t show signs of stretch marks and her legs were toned from all of the walking and running she did. Major was enamored by her beauty.

“Shall we?” he asked her.

He stepped into the shower and used his back to block the water from escaping as Yasmin moved in next to him. He again, placed his hands on her waist and pulled her close. She moved into the embrace and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed as the shower water was splashing on his back and wetting her hair and face.