The Delicate Flower and the “New Bomb-Shell”

       

The age sixteen marked a new era for Anne. Her interests became different than that of her family’s and her mind was more shattered and confused than ever. She took refuge in American TV shows, and so she would stay in her room watching “Desperate Housewives” while her family enjoyed “Kalem EL Ness” in the living room.

As her interests grew, so did Anne’s “body-parts”. While walking home from the groceries store one day, Anne encountered her first male attention.  A stranger on the side walk yelled “Yo2borne Tizo”, (a common vulgar expression used by Lebanese street gigolos) as she walked by; which is Lebanese for: “I hope your butt buries me”!

The “vulgar compliment” made her feel embarrassed and flattered at the same time, a feeling that soon changed into disgusted as she heard it more often. Anne’s mother noticed the changes her body was going through and decided it was time to have “the young lady shopping spree” (It wasn’t really a shopping spree, they were on a 50$ budget). They both got dressed and went to a lingerie store where Anne got introduced to lace panties, G-strings, and push-up bras… After the 50$ shopping spree, Anne’s mother gave her “The mother-daughter femininity speech”. The next day Anne arrived to school tucked, pushed, and brain feed (ready to conquer the world)! She now understands how delicate her flower is (virginity), how important it is to keep it out of reach until “Ibn El 7alel” (the Arabian expression for prince charming) opens it.

Comparing her virginity to a delicate flower seemed ironic to Anne! She remembers the woman from the “bad movie” she watched at 2 in the morning, 2 years ago…she thought to herself: “Her flower seemed wide open rather than delicate”!

School wasn’t exactly Anne’s Disneyland; she had one guy friend and no girl-friends. While all the girls squeezed themselves in the 10m² bathroom during recess, painting their facing and stuffing their bras; Anne would sneak a cigarette with Ahmed in the back window of the school’s hallway! She wasn’t exactly a “bad girl” she simply wasn’t interested in hanging out with the “airbrushed good girls”.

One morning, while Anne and Ahmed where adjusting to the overrated morning sunshine, Ahmed noticed a new girl. She was a tall brunette with a “J-lo” butt and an awkward edgy look. Ahmed hormones hit the roof as he convinced Anne to go talk to her and introduce the new bomb shell to him. Even though Anne felt aggravated while doing so, Shadya (the new bombshell) became Anne’s best friend…

PS: The characters and events of this blog are totally fictional but could be inspired by true events. In this blog I will write about the adventures of Anne’s (the virgin-hooker) dating life while she is struggling between traditions and desires.
Tune in for the next adventure J

Suzanne EL Wattar