Noting the fact that she went to be penetrated with the security wand, I asked her if that was what she wanted that.
"Yes" Fatima said. "I want you to be Elena Faisal and married to me."
My eyes widened at this thought of being not only committed but committed for life as I was a bit of a swinger. "Are you sure you want be to be my wife"
"Nim, yes" she said crawling up to me and rubbing noses with me and our lips touching. "I never felt a love as strong as yours for me and geniune." Rubbing noses again and then licking my lips to tease me I gave in and kissed her.
"I might come to your work and surprise you with something." She said. "Hmmmm."
"Let's start with that security wand shall we?" I said.
Her eyes widened with glee and sensuality. She brushed her hair of her scared but beautiful face and open her legs. I started to message her womanhood, she let out a small moan and then I pressed the wand in to her as far as it can go. She moaned softly.....I dint not if it was pain or pleasure. She bit her lip.
"You're not in pain." I asked her out of concern.
"No" she moaned as we made love. "I am in emense pleasure."
Fatima started to ride it as if it where a man's manhood, I had to keep up with the pace of her hips rolling.
"Fuck that feels good." She said licking her lips.
Before I could kiss her I told her that I withheld her passport for them simple fact that she looked so beautiful in the picture and I kissed it whenever I could, at break lunch. Her beautiful but then sad face.... she didn't seem creeped out but touched.
"Keep it for your self I can get another one any time." She kissed me gently and softly as we made continued to make love.
"Shukran habibi," I said in Arabic. She was surprised. "I am learning this just for you my habibi" I reach to touch her face. She smiles and kisses me me gently and deeply.
"Glad to hear it habibi," she said. "Should you be at work my love.... I will come later. I promise"
"I guess I should," we held each other's faces breathlessly. "See you later."
"Yes".
I cleaned of the wand of her essence and got into my uniform. And then life her to do want she wanted.
It was lunch that she came. I was just headed from my checkpoint to the food court when she popped out off no where. Fatima was slipping a simple ring that her mother gave her on to my finger, asking the biggest question. "Would you marry me habibi".
"I do" i said with out thinking of the consequences. "Let me get lunch and I will meet you in secondary, you have something to eat yet."
"No my sweet Elena,"
I will get you something too just wait.
When I went to secondary she was waiting for me smiling as if she were on cloud nine. I kissed her and set our lunches up. After we ate she made love to me. She was massaging and kissing me womanhood, eating and drinking me.
After she down with my womanhood Fatima went into my face, not in a negative way but was curious as to where the wand was. I told her that it was on the table.
I reached and grabbed it and started to massage and penetrate her with it.
"God I love that, god I love you." She leaned in a kissed on me as she was doing so she moaned.
Oh my god Elena," she moaned with pleasure. "Are you sure you're being professional"
"Yes Fatima, this is just my break." I said. "If I were at work I would treat you like a criminal"
"I'd love that.....it would be a turn on." She moaned.
I never saw her this naughty. Nor was I lucky to be in lover with her. "You sure wanted to be treated like a criminal," I asked knowing I was off the market.
"I should've said this but I love your piercings Elena, and your pixie cut," she said wanting more.
"I guess I can treat you like one if it turns you on" I said.
"Cuff me and fuck me sweetly, Elena."
I cuffed her to the wall and started to be harsh and pat her down as I kissed on her and her mouth. She was wearing a short short mini skirt and I slipped that tube top of and started to massage her, grope her as we made rough love.
"Fuck, do you treat all your criminals like this?" She said flirtatiously and loving.
"No I threaten them with renditions and Guantanamo bay."
She didn't recoil or be fearful but just asked would I do that to her. I said no reassuring her.
We kissed.
After wards I returned to my job, and was distracted by her engagement ring. I guess I am no longer bi but lesbian I thought to my self. I am in love and no one else know it. And I hope that it doesn't come out. I kept thinking to my self. I was blushing and distracted from checking passengers or weapons.
"Malone what the fuck is going on with you and this girl" my supervisor belted. It was time to say that I was in love with with a Saudi Canadian recovering drug addict and ex prostitute.
"And you let her into the check point as it were a night club, Malone I expected more of you."
"I love her" I said almost whimpering at the thought of losing my dream job.
" will not fire you but if I see this little girl around her and she isn't travelling I will have her arrested;this is post 9/11 we have isis and al-Qaeda to deal with. Under stood"
"Yes sir"
When I got back to my love nest I didn't bring the wand, instead was enraged. But I had to talk myself out of the psychotic rage to and go to the very person who gave me yassir comfort.
I said that she couldn't come by my airport. Until either she travels or I become supervisor. She cried uncontrollably and went into the bathroom and soon the heavy sobbing stopped.
When she didn't return I ran in there to see more blood then I ever saw coming from her wrists and thoat. She was lifeless. There was a letter saying that she couldn't handle this planet anymore or her life and emotions. In the suicide note I was listed as the only person who loved her. I checked if she was still breathing , and she was. I called 911 and told them I needed an ambulance and that my girl friend just trade to commit suicide. I told the medics her past and complex PTSD. When they carried her away I release the enormity of her job and that was just one human, that was effected. I was enraged when I saw the box cutter on the floor. I cried. This obviously and some symbolism to her.