Minute after minute passed and the German pilot seemed to have no intention of turning, and Robert, with one eye on the fuel gauge, was just considering whether he should abandon the race and turn back toward the convoy, where he was probably needed. With the first ray of sunshine, he heard Melina’s voice:
“What are you doing?” she asked in the lilting voice she used when they slept together and woke up before him. Xxnx You get naked and I’ll come out of the lake and we’ll have sex.”
Unbelieving what he was seeing Robert stared in amazement at the oasis that appeared as he looked around. I’m talking to you. There was no gasoline left in the tank, so there was no risk of fire, so after the plane came to a stop, he sighed for a long time and looked around: The Sahara, as he’d
