The Enemy Within 2
Samson was on his way to Ashkelon and passed through Gaza to hangout with some of his friends. The rulers of the Philistines heard about his visit and hired a woman to entangle and compromise him. Delilah was an exotic creature, skilled in the dark art of seduction. She boasted that entrapping great men like Samson the Jew was what she did for breakfast. She assured them that he would be dead by morning.
Delilah prepared herself for her encounter with Samson. Understanding that first impressions matter, she decked herself from head to toe with the most beautiful, expensive and seductive outfits from Gaza’s posh stores. After this, she applied some make-up to heighten her sex appeal, then rounded up by dowsing herself with a mixture of some quality Asian scents. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was irresistible.
Samson loved to hang out with his friends at Gaag, a very popular restaurant in the city centre. That was where she found him. They were seated around a table, eating, drinking and chatting. When Delilah walked in with her entourage the group of musicians and belly dancers were as distracted as the rest of the patrons. At an appropriate moment she stood up and walked over to Samson’s table, accompanied by three deadly looking eunuchs.
‘Hi,’ Delilah smiled, exposing perfect white teeth. She didn’t get to be a seductress of great repute without working on her dentals.
‘Hi. I saw you when you entered the restaurant with your entourage of servants. What is your name?’
She pulled down her veil, exposing the rare beauty underneath. ‘Delilah’.
Samson stood up and invited her to join him at his table. As she sat down, Samson made a sign to his friends to leave him alone with her. One by one they began moving to other tables.
‘I have heard tales of your extraordinary strength. Is it true what they say?’ She moved closer and touched his hands.
Samson threw back his locks and laughed.
It was going to be an interesting night.
Praise George 