Okay...let me forewarn you; I know little to nothing about muslim customs, but I tried doing some research. If I write something in this story that is completely wrong, or something that offends you, I apologize. There will also be stereotypical and insulting statements about muslims, and I apologize for that as well. These are not my feelings AT ALL. Feel free to throw out some information. 💕
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The hours passed quickly, and soon it was time for dinner at Sema's mother's house.
Sema discreetly watched Dave from the driver's seat, as he sat in the passenger seat, playing with his facial hair.
Since Dave confirmed what happened, Sema had become uncomfortable around him. It wasn't so much that he himself made her uncomfortable, but she was embarrassed from how she acted the night before. It was unlike her to be begging for someone to fuck her, and undressing in front of somebody she had just recently met.
On top of that, since he'd planted the picture of the act in her head, it's all she could think about.
Any little movement that Dave would do had her on edge. He'd shift in his seat, and she'd immediately cut her eyes over. He'd fiddle with his fingers, and she'd shift in her seat. When their elbows touched on the arm rest, she jumped from the tingling sensation shooting through her body.
A text came through Sema's phone, causing it to ding. Sema haphazardly picked it up and read it.
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Taia💕👯
Sun, Sep 25, 6:54 PM
Sem?! 👀You ain't clld me bk heffa! 😤 What did he say?! I wish you would just go ahead and fuck him!! 😛
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She was about to respond until Dave interrupted.
"So just fuck me, huh?" She froze, thinking he had seen the message until she looked over to see him mugging her. It was because she was texting and driving.
"I-I'm sorry," she stuttered. "That's definitely not good."
"You damn right. You know if you ain't want me in your house no more, you could've just told me. You ain't have to try to kill me."
"Hey, I wasn't trying to kill you!" Sema defended herself.
"I'm playin', mama. Chill." Dave said, putting her at ease by smiling, but also his smile made that tingly feeling return. She couldn't help but smile too.
"Ronnie was right." Dave tried to keep a straight face, but when Sema laughed he couldn't help but laugh too. Her laughter was contagious.
"Whatever," she playfully rolled her eyes. "We're here."
Dave looked out the window, seeing where they were.
Whole family rich, I better trap her. Dave joked in his mind, which caused him to chuckle out loud.
"What's funny?" Sema asked, confused as to why he was laughing.
"Nothin', I was just thinkin' bout som'n." Sema just nodded and got out of the car, leaving him to follow behind her. Making it to the door, Sema rung the doorbell before turning around to him.
"I just wanna apologize ahead of time. Cause whatever mama didn't ask you earlier, she's gonna ask you at dinner. She's gonna put you on the spot, she's gonna put me on the spot, and she's gonna embarrass me in some kind of way. Just be prepared." Before Dave could say anything, the door swung open.
