I was just going to go to the airport hotel just to relax and until the traffic traffic die down so I can get back to my apartment when I was just getting out of my uniform and getting into something more comfortable like my PJs, I heard the door open and shut. Who the fuck was that I was thinking when I was turning around I realized it was her. I told her that I do not have any money nor any interest in her at all. But she said that she wanted a loving relationship with me then I realized it was her and then she was offering herself to me, as my lover.
I didn't know what to think is she still on the smack or is she clean from her habit.
She was timid and shaking as she came up and nervously kissed me.
The kiss was awkward but sweet and tender. After that case I told her that I wasn't one of her clients that she can go a head and kiss me if she want to.
"I am clean actually...." she pled.
"I am ok you being cleaning and not working" I said.
She kissed me a second time this time more sweetly tenderly and more deeply than the first kiss I held her as if she was something that was something precious across her body until she decided she was going to takeoff her cloths and I myself. She was healthy and very sensual just like in our pictures. Obviously she was clean and not walking the streets. She said she was writing poetry and was on disability for severe cptsd. I wondered where she was able to get her clothing but as I said it fell off her as I was crossing her body and embracing her. I then took off my pyjama top and then my pants and underwear. she snuck into my bed as I was just going to go in and I was like what the fuck are you doing.
She said that she wanted to love me and they kiss me and make love to me as if I were the only on the planet. She set the radio station to a Middle Eastern station that had Middle Eastern music particularly Arabic music she came on top of me kiss me gently on the lips and then deeply with her tongue. She grabbed me by the breast and massaged it and said she wanted to give me a pat down. Kind of like the type I give to passengers before they go on their flights. I told her I would consider giving her a pat down depend on my mood later.
She kissed me deeply and then started to run her mouth along my body kissing me everywhere that she wanted to kiss me and then she went got between my legs and started to make love to me with her tongue. I never feel the pleasure of being with another woman before so this was new and I was a little bit timid myself. She was kissing me in a very forbidden place. Everything rush down to my womanhood I stroked her beautiful hair talk about the cheek and kissed her even though she was covering my essence.
I told her she was very beautiful even with her scars that brought her charm out. She then the divert the attention from her luxe to her taste in music she said this particular song was about a woman who loved a woman but couldn't do so because of the fundamentalist groups and there it was a song about her loving this woman. She said it was kind of like us in a way that we were brought together These types of groups as well.
Annie or should I say Fatima ended up singing each lyric both in English and Arabic and then move closer and lean down and kiss me.
"Please make love to me and please make a commitment to me I'll make a commitment to you you make me feel safe" this young lady said.
I still had a reminder that we just met online and I didn't know how she got a hold of my hotel room or the hotel that I usually stay at when I get usually stressed out. What is she stocking me or was she asking my friend I did not see her at my checkpoint but i guess there. That's one she said that she admired me in the uniform, And then she want me to make love to her while wearing it. Obviously she had impure size in mind of me and my profession. I thought she was making fun of me at first but then she said Ahbakia habibi. She translated that too I love you sweetheart she held my hand brush her nose against wine our lives and made contact but did not kiss.
This time I knew she was a genuine person and not some weirdo off the Internet but all how she knew where to find me was beyond me. She must've asked my friends I've had the same friends for years and they never changed it and I guess they told her when she was investigating about me. I guess that's how she found me at Ottawa international Airport washing found me at the holiday inn Ottawa international airport.
She meekly stood up grab my hand and drag me out of my bed, Staying in a very meek voice to stand up.
"Why" I asked.
Because I told you so she said no very sweet school girl voice like. I stood up she merely told me to assume the position as if she were in my profession as she was putting me down and there was no point in this because I was naked and so she she kissed every inch of my body that she patted down. She was frisking me and kissing every part of my body that she frisked. Soon as she was on her knees I totally get it off her knees and that I wanted to kiss her. She got off her knees after her frisking me and we kissed. She held a hand on my breast, commenting on how soft mine her were.
She took my hand and pressed it against her breast, and I said very soft and sensual.
We made out in the moonlight and one lamp that was still on in semi darkness. That was when I knew I found the right fit for me. As she love me dearly I could tell by her movements and actions that she loved me. This was not stalking hor attraction..... this .....this was love.