Tag: Arabic boys

Two months ago, both of my friends called me, and I thought they just wanted to hear me. While we were having a giggling conversation, Muhammad asked me if I were free then. I was, actually, and I answered correspondingly with a yes. I asked why, and he for ridicule’s sake as always answered like this: ‘Because one of the greatest sheikhs here is looking for a cute bride!’ That was he…  I made a fuck-you physiognomy and went...