About a year ago, I knew this girl named Hajera. The following is a story about her peculiar interest in me.
The first time I really met Hajera was at her cousin's wedding events. While I had seen her before, and we even exchanged a few words when her cousin introduced me to her, it wasn't until the wedding that I really talked to her. There was a party a few days before the wedding, and it was there we really talked in depth. She told me about how she was temporarily living with her cousin's family and going to school part time. It was brief but it was a start to something that would be special.
The next time I saw her it was the actual wedding day. We exchanged numbers that day and sometimes we would text each other. Eventually, we finally hung out together, since her school was only a mere 15 minutes from my house. It was through those few times out together I began to learn about the person she was. While I wouldn't say she was a free spirit, she was no where as religious as her cousins. She also was a bit lost when it came to her future for herself, which I could relate to, since I was too.
We were to lost souls who drifted from the ideas and goals predetermined by our families. We both had experimented with drugs and seemed to both going against the tide. We also had many of the same interest in music and lots of things in common, like our liberal views and our desire to be unique and different.
Eventually, we would hang out every week or so, usually with me picking her up after she was done with class and I was off from work. I would take her out to lunch or dinner, or we would cruise the mall, but these were all backgrounds for us to get to know each other and chat. And like any two people of the opposite sex who spend enough time with each other, feelings began to brew.
While we never ended up dating or anything, we both had feelings for each other. While I believe I liked her more than she liked me, we never really talked about us. It just happened one night. I was dropping her off to her cousin's place and when she approached the front door and noticed no one was home, she invited me in. While we just sat on the couch and watched TV for a bit, one thing led to another, and Hajera leaned in to me. I responded in turn, and kissed her lips. I then caressed her shoulders and arms as we continued to kiss.
Nothing more happened that night, but it was our first intimate moment with each other. While the next time we saw each other things seemed a little off, eventually we both got comfortable with each yet again, and we made out a few times. We would never go any further than lip locking, but sometimes I would fondle her breasts through her shirt as we kissed, and in kind, she would rub my crotch through my pants.
One late afternoon, I picked her up from outside her school, just like normal, and we decided to drive around. After a while, we ended up not doing much so I figured I'd just drive her home. Yet she made it clear that she didn't want to go back just yet, and so we drove to a nearby man made lake. We parked near a rather isolated part of the lake and chilled.