Mohab

Where do I begin to talk about this subject without hurting people or making myself look like a piece of crap.

We met in Egypt, he was one of Yasser's friends set up to be my bodyguard. I met him on my third day there, the day we went to Giza. I answered the door and was shocked to see him, I was expecting a different friend. The first thing I said to Julie was "OMG he's hot!" and he told me later that he basically said the same thing to Yasser about me ("How sweet, I want that") so the initial attraction was mutual. The four of us went to Giza, he was such a gentleman, he got me off that damn camel when the handler wouldn't let me down, protected me from a sandstorm by holding his coat over me, we got along right from the start talking, laughing, being silly. I said how much it amazes me that someone could be powerful enough to order a structure such as a pyramid when they die, and I want one when I die, he gave me the nickname that stuck in Egypt "Her Royal Highness, Queen Jude the First" and called me "My Queen". We were always together, so that the other two could be alone. And, we hit it off.

On our first Saturday there he told me his feelings and the first thing out of my mouth was "okay, yes, I know, but you know that I have a boyfriend, I can't give up my life for a two week fling". But still, the attraction was there, and we saw each other everyday, save one, for the entire trip, always together pretty much alone.

I spoke to him many times on the subject, how it couldn't be, how we live worlds apart, how we want different things (when really we don't), etcetera. It still didn't work. I found myself looking forward to the times when he would be off work so that he could join us and him walking in the door would put a smile on my face.

He took me to Saqqara on Friday, I would not have gone if not for him. We spent the day together. Later that night we had our farewell party, and as he was leaving we kissed, hard, passionate, the type that had to get out because it was suppressed for so long.

Saturday, we spent the day together again, he took me to the airport and we said our goodbyes. He has said that he wants to move to Canada, always has, he wants to moreso now (He lived in Cyprus for 5 years, so emigration might not be as difficult for him (?)). He has promised to show me the world, and that I will get my pyramid, even if it's only a small one in the backyard.