The Day I Was Asked

The Day I Was Asked

It was a cursed day. I’ll never forget it.
He called me at 7 in the morning, so it didn’t seem unusual.
He wanted to ask me about something related to work.
I told him what I needed, and he said,
“I’ll make a few phone calls and I’ll tell you who could help you.”
Long story short,
His voice suddenly changed.
“What are you wearing?” he asked.

I couldn’t understand what was going on.
He was supposedly a religious man.
“Isn’t this haram?” I asked naively.
“We’re just talking on the phone. What’s haram about that?” he said.
He started to cry when I turned him down.
“Why are you doing this to me? What did I ever do to you?
Why aren’t you more understanding?
You’re cold.”

My friends told me that being asked for phone sex was normal.
It could happen at any time.
And that it was normal for men to cry during it too.
It’s one of their famous moves when they can’t get what they want from a girl.
I also found out that phone sex was like cyber sex, which some people don’t think is haram.

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