‘Since the birthday of the hot Levantine Assassin, Altaïr, is coming, I would like to wait for him in the bureau, sitting by the cushions until I see his shadow form coming from above. Sweaty and tired from his previous mission, he could be relieved by giving him some… meditation, in a different way. From gentle to rough kisses, rocking bodies, hands wandering on each other, kisses on other parts, hips moving in a fast pace and reaching its relish climax… all that… a perfect gift for him.’