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Aisha Wanted More Than Love

"Can I sleep on it tonight with you?" Aisha asked.


"Yes, sure of course. But I don't have any pajamas I just sleep in my underwear."

Aisha smiled and said, "I can sleep in my underwear, too," as she began to undress.

Well, you can just about imagine what happened after we got in bed. She was all over me with hugs and kisses and basically telling me she wanted to have sex. But first she wanted to make sure I had a "cover."

"A cover? You mean like the covers on the bed?"

"No a cover you use so I don't have a baby."

"Oh, right yes, I have one in my underwear drawer. I'll get it."

Actually, I had an unopened package I'd bought when I first rented the apartment just in case I should "get lucky" some day.

Well, we were both rather nervous. In fact, I think I was more nervous than Aisha because this whole turn of events was totally unexpected. I could barely believe it was actually happening.

After some more heavy foreplay Aisha removed her bra and panties and turned on her back, signaling that it was time for me make my move which I did slowly and carefully. In return, Aisha's body tensed up and she grimaced slightly indicating she was feeling pain.

So I quickly backed off and asked if I had hurt her.

"Well, it's supposed to hurt the first time, isn't it?"

"First time? This is the first time you've ever done this?"

"Yes. But come on. Don't stop now."

So I did and she did and we both were finally able to make things work out more or less comfortably.

Then we talked and eventually got around to her studies at Pasadena Community College.

Finally came the truth. Aisha's student visa was about to expire and there was no easy way for her to have it renewed. But if she were to marry an American citizen...

"I feel like you are my husband already," she said with a hopeful smile.

Well, I was totally blindsided. I didn't know how to respond. What I did was agree to see her on the following weekend and we could see how things looked then.

During the ensuing week I tried to analyze my real feelings for Aisha. Yes, I definitely liked her a lot. And we did have a good time at the amusement park. And she was definitely a very desirable woman who would undoubtedly give me all her love and affection and who would be a very loyal and loving wife.

But I wasn't in love with her. I was still in love with Norma Jean Salina and always would be.

Nonetheless, we went on a few more dates out to dinner and then a movie and then back to my apartment. But each time I felt less certain about wanting a permanent relationship, and I finally had to tell her we needed some time apart so we could cool off and think things over.

Well, she didn't like this idea at all. She phoned me every day often several times a day asking when she could see me again. I eventually changed my phone number, but then she came to my apartment to confront me in person.

        Thinking back on this situation I must confess that it's not easy to write about. I've never been a "love 'em and leave 'em" type of guy and hurting a person is something I would never want to do.

        I tried to rationalize that Aisha may not really care for me at all she just needed a husband long enough to get her visa status changed to where she could remain in the U.S. But I simply couldn't find a graceful way to get out of the predicament.

So I moved to Puerto Rico.
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