Arshad’s response was decisive, he placed his index finger to his bearded mouth and said “shhhhhhhh”, “What are you doing Mr Hussain?” I whispered, I was by now incredibly excited but still couldn’t quite believe he’d try anything with his wife sooooo close by!! And with that, Mrs Amina Hussain took another look at me, at my messed up hair, at the steamed up window, at her sweaty husband and turned and left my flat. “May we come in for a chat?” Mr Hussain said calmly in his deep voice whilst catching his breath after the walk up the stairs. “Never mind that this won’t take long Louise” Mr Hussain said gruffly in response. I stood by the door and listened to Mr and Mrs Hussain’s footsteps as they ascended the stairs. But I decided that I’d better face the music and put an end to this so I buzzed them in. Now as Arshad was standing right in front of me, the bulge in his trousers was obvious.
