It was a simple fact of Hedya's working lifethat for all their religion had to say about sex, the average Muslim was farand away more obsessed with it...than the westerners they looked down on so. Itwas a double standard she used to maximum effect.Her attire wasdesigned to encourage that interest. Hedya was clad in her normal interrogationoutfit; knee high red leather boots, a G-string and bra in matching material.To a man who had probably never seen a naked woman outside of ragged. I did what I was told. He raised my shirt a little and felt my ass with his hand and told me I had a nice ass. He was in a robe and it was untied. He didn't have on anything else underneath it and his hard dick rested at the top of my ass cheeks."Close your eyes," he spoke softly. I did and then he lifted my glass of wine to my lips and let me drink it before kissing my neck. I wanted to open my eyes so badly but didn't.Within a few moments I could no longer feel him behind me. He walked away. Then after exams we used to talk a lot it was normal for like 2 weeks and then there was no message from herUsually I don’t mind these because girls always love someone and have issues with them. So I just ignored and went on then after holidays she came to class and she messaged me that evening though I wanted to speak normally my ego stopped my doing so I started with little rude reply “Do I know you” and then there were some sobbing and consoling. The best part was she said she’d do anything. Otherwise you can’t find a good person to marry. You are not a child anymore. You are 18 years old now and next week you will be nineteen. By that time, you have to prepare yourself for dating and flirting. You are pretty. It’s a waste if you focused only to study. Don’t you think you are also excited from all the things I’m doing to you? Every time I noticed that your pussy is wet. I’m not your real brother. I’m your half-brother. So this is not a wrong thing to do. Don’t worry honey; I’m not.