The double standard in interfaith marriage rules for Muslim women and Muslim men was something that bothered her, but Yasmin would never speak out aga...nst it. I thought Yasmin was stronger than that. I figured that my sweet lady had a mind of her own, and would choose to be with me. Guess I was wrong. I sit in class at school, way up in Dunton Tower, which houses much of the Business School at Carleton University. My class is small, just twenty students, and we’re discussing Business Ethics. I. My mom volunteered my services and the following Saturday she dropped me off at Terri’s at around 8am. Terri was turning the basement into an office and needed help moving stuff in the basement and carrying stuff up to the attic. It was July and it was hot, Terri didn’t have AC anywhere but in her bedroom so it was hot and stuffy in the house. The basement was cooler so working down there wasn’t bad but once we started carrying things up to the attic we got sweaty. Before we started moving. Now here he was sitting next to me, in my bedroom, most likely groping himself while staring holes in the back of my shorts. It was definitely a strange feeling, but there was no way I was going to complain about it. Getting his problems finished, I slid the sheet of paper over and looked back to tell him to get started. I found him, much and I’d figured, sitting right next to my right hip and staring right down at my girly butt. He was also groping himself. With a small grin I cleared my. My mother said it was fine and added Ana could change her clothes in our bedroom.Ten minutes later my sweet girlfriend appeared again outside, wearing a tiny light yellow bikini. She was hot in that outfit,; it revealed her nice round boobs and could barely cover her nice trimmed mound…I stared at her perfect body and then she dove into the pool. She swam for a while and then she lay on a patio chair tanning while I sat talking to my mom and dad.Then my dad said he was going to the liquor store.