Christian Guy For Muslim Girl

Growing up in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec, Timothy Jean-Pierre had access to all kinds of sexy ladies since he was a good-looking young Black man. Still, there were certain ladies which most players in town considered off-limits. Hijab-wearing Somali women and Arab women. The few White women who wore the hijab after going all Muslim and stuff didn't interest Timmy because he fucked White pussy so much he got tired of it. Nah, this Christian brother liked a challenge so he was going after much tougher prey. When he opted to study at Carleton University in the town of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, he began focusing exclusively on the hijab-wearing Arab and Somali ladies at school. They appealed to Timmy greatly, though for the life of him he couldn't tell you why.

In his psychology class he met this pretty young Arab woman named Farah Wahid, a native of the City of Sana'a in the Republic of Yemen. Farah was around five-foot-six, slender, with light bronze skin and dark eyes. Timmy found himself drawn to her. Unlike most of the hijab-wearing Muslim chicks on campus, Farah didn't keep to herself or only associate with other Muslims. Timmy found it fascinating how hijab-wearing young Muslim women on the Carleton University campus kept themselves apart from others, either consciously or unconsciously. Muslim guys, both Arab and Somali, weren't like that. They acted like regular guys. And they all had a fetish for blonde-haired White chicks. Timmy wasn't into White chicks anymore. White chicks were too easy. He banged like fifty of them in one year in the City of Montreal. Getting a White chick in Montreal to suck your dick when you're Black is easy as pie. Quebec girls were sluts of the worst caliber.

In Farah, Timothy found a challenge commensurate with his abilities. A lifelong slacker when it came to everything academic, Timothy badly needed a study buddy and Farah, a lifelong nerd, volunteered to be his study buddy. That's how they got to know each other. Timothy had been with chicks of every race and religion you could think of. He banged a Hindu chick named Parvati during a stay in the town of Laval back in Quebec. He also hooked up with a married Japanese woman during the summer of 2011. The 2012 school year was turning out to be different from what he expected. The ladies at Carleton University were nothing like the ones from the University of Montreal. Quebec women were freaky and sexually adventurous. Ontario women were dull and borderline sexually conservative. In two months in Ontario, Timothy got a blowjob from a Nigerian chick named Kali and he got some booty from a Kosovo woman named Ingrid. That was about it. The rest of the time, he had a major case of blue balls. Of course, Farah was around but the naïve, deceptively innocent Yemeni gal was starting to grow on Timothy.

Timothy was not having a good time in the City of Ottawa. The Capital of Canada was the most boring excuse for a town. Seriously. There was absolutely no nightlife. Also, Timothy didn't have many friends. Most of the Haitian students in Ottawa went to the bilingual institutions of higher education like the University of Ottawa and La Cite Collegiale. They didn't much care for Carleton University, also known as Last Chance University by Ottawa residents. Considering Timothy ended up there after flunking out of the University of Montreal, maybe Carleton University deserved its nickname. Yeah, he was in a boring town with virtually no friends and no outlets for his boisterous energies. And he wasn't getting any action from the local ladies. Apparently, cocky Black guys from Montreal didn't impress Ottawa women. Timothy was starting to seriously wonder if something in the water in Ottawa was turning a stud like him into a chump. What the fuck was going on here?

The one silver lining in the dreary dullness which his existence had become was Farah Wahid, the young Arab woman from the Republic of Yemen. When a guy unsuccessfully hits on a number of ladies in a specific area, women quickly know of him because they share tales with each other just like men do. In no time Timothy the Montreal stud found himself Mister Unpopular on the Carleton University. The local women were determined not to give him any pussy and our Haitian stud was one frustrated brother. He wondered if the universe wanted to shine his balls a deeper blue. One person came to his aid during his semi-depression. Farah Wahid. As he got to know her, he discovered that they had a lot in common. Whenever Timothy envisioned a hijab-wearing Arab woman, he pictured them as quiet, repressed and boring. Farah Wahid LOOKED like that but what she looked like and the reality of who she really was were two different things. Two completely different things.

For starters, who really imagines a hijab-wearing Arab woman from Yemen as an avid fan of the NBA? Timothy discovered that Farah Wahid loved the Boston Celtics just as much as he did. She knew all the details of his favorite players lives. Ray Allen. Rajon Rondo. Kevin Garnett. Paul "The Captain" Pierce. And even has-been Celtics one-shots like Shaquille O'Neal and that punk Stephon Marbury. Timothy couldn't believe it. Not only was Farah an NBA fanatic, she also owned numerous NBA video games. Oh, and she was also a fan of Linkin Park, Jay-Z, Kanye West, and of course Three Days Grace. Wow. As he discovered these things about her, he looked at her with newfound respect and appreciation. He just couldn't imagine a woman from her part of the world as being into the same things he was. Oh, well. Now he felt stupid for assuming all Arab women were repressed, dull and boring. Farah Wahid was turning out to be a really interesting young woman.

Thanks to her help, Timothy Jean-Pierre actually passed the psychology midterm. He'd taken it as an easy elective and quickly discovered he'd bitten off more than he could chew. Thankfully, Farah Wahid came to his rescue. He got an eighty five out of a hundred for a psych exam. Oh, man. This was the first time he got a B in anything in ages. He was so happy when he checked the exam results on WebCT on the school computer that he excitedly grabbed Farah Wahid and swung her around. Now, big and tall Black guys grabbing and lifting hijab-wearing Arab women aren't something Ottawa people are used to seeing. And the numerous Arab male students sitting among the throngs of Whites, Asians and Black students inside the library stared at Farah and Timothy. The Haitian stud suddenly remembered what Farah told him about conservative Muslim women not touching men they weren't related to and apologized. She looked at him, smiled and gently touched his arm. She told him he didn't need to apologize. Timothy smiled and relief. Linking her arm with his, Farah told him she wanted to do lunch. Timothy grinned. What do you think he said?

Arm in arm, the big and tall Haitian man from Montreal, Quebec, and the short, quiet young Arab woman from Yemen walked through the quad, heading to the University Center. Timothy didn't know it but his life was about to change. For while he thought he was seducing Farah Wahid and wearing her down all semester, she was doing the same thing to him. And she did it with much greater finesse and effectiveness. For Farah Wahid had her eye on the cocky but dopey sweet wannabe player from Montreal. She could see right through him. He acted like a tough guy and a ladies man but inside, he was just a shy and insecure young man. Always eager to please women. Farah smiled to herself as Timothy looked at her adoringly. Oh, yeah. His fine ass would belong to her soon enough. For you see, people in the Western world forget that Muslim women are women like all other women. No matter where one goes, women are crafty creatures and no matter what men do, they're women's toys. Women choose the men since time immemorial and not the other way around. That afternoon, in front of the entire cafeteria, Farah Wahid shared a kiss with Timothy Jean-Pierre, her chosen one. While he fumbled for words, she silenced him and decided they would go to the movies together this weekend. And Timothy agreed because he's a man and she's a WOMAN and women run the show. And that's that, ladies and gentlemen.