Chapter 6: The Approach

Emma was walking home after soccer practice when it started to rain. “Shit, she thought, I’m going to get soaked.”

Just then, a car pulled up beside her and the driver honked on the horn. It was Abdi, that Somalian boy from her school. She had seen him staring at her a few times and it had made her feel uncomfortable. However, her pussy had also gotten wet when he did so. He was so big, so strong. He was so much more serious than the dumb preppy white boys in her class. And he was a victim of america. She knew that her country had caused the death of hundreds of thousands of Somalians. She felt so ashamed about that. He motioned for her to get into the car. She hesitated for a second. She really didn’t know him. But she was getting soaked. And he wasn’t a member of the white patriarchy. He wasn’t going to try to exploit her like some white guy might. She got into the car.

“A pretty girl like you shouldn’t be out in the rain getting soaked. Why isn’t your father driving you home from school?”

He thought that she was pretty! She had never realized that. “I don’t have a daddy. I live alone with my mother.”

“Perfect” thought Abdi. This is what he thought. This was the kind of girl that the Iman said he should target. And he noticed how she perked up when he used the word pretty.

“How is that you have a car? None of the other kids in our class are old enough to drive let alone own a car.”

“Don’t worry” he laughed. “I’m old enough to drive. But I had to leave my country because of all the trouble that you americans caused. School is different in my country so the teachers here enrolled me as a freshman. And the car belongs to a friend of the family. We Muslims are not like you christians. We all share our belongings in the community as the Prophet commanded.”

“I’m not really a christian”, Emma responded. “My mother used to take me to church but we haven’t gone in years and years. And I’m so ashamed about what americans have done in your country. I’m so ashamed that you had to leave your country to escape persecution.” He hadn’t said that he was persecuted but that must have been why he left Somalia Emma thought.

She even doesn’t follow the prophet Jesus Abdi thought. She really is a godless infidel. She deserves to be fucked by Muslims!! “Well if you really are ashamed what your country has done in Somalia, you could help to make it up to me by going out on a date with me on Saturday night. We could see a movie” he said as he smiled at her. As he said it, his heart was pounding. Could it really be that easy. Would she really agree to go out with him. No virtuous Muslim girl would ever go on a ‘date’ with a man, especially one that she didn’t know. But she had brought up that she was ashamed of her country. He hope that he could use guilt to get her to say yes. And since the Iman had left, he had viewed much of the pornography that the Iman had recommended and found that what the Iman said was true. White girls really believed that Blacks were attractive and provided them with the best sex. Would she really say yes?

When has asked her to go on a date, Emma was surprised. Her mother did not want her to date at fourteen. She didn’t want her daughter to make the same mistake she had made. So she had never gone on a date with a white boy. The girls on the soccer team had gone out as a group with the guys on the boys soccer team. In the last year or so, Emma had blossomed and the boys had started noticing her. The captain of the team had got her alone and started kissing her. Emma was startled at first but then started kissing him back. It was fun. But then he had started running his hands over her body and was feeling her up. She liked it at first but then started to lose control and realized that she had to push him away. He wouldn’t stop until she slapped him and he called her a bitch. She realized that he was just another member of the white patriarchy who wanted to exploit her just like her mother had been exploited. She didn’t want to go out on a date with a white guy.

But Abdi wasn’t white. And when he smiled at her he looked just like one of the sexy Black guys who had fucked Alice Green. She wondered if he had a big Black cock like those guys. Her pussy started to get wet. And he was right that she owed him for the evil that americans had done in Somalia. Maybe by going out with him, it would make up a little for what her country had done. And wouldn’t it be racist if she refused to go out with a Black guy. She smiled and nodded “I would like to go out with you Abdi.”