Should I have sex with my step cousin?
My aunt married his dad about a year ago so its not like we're blood related. We barely see eachother and hes 18 and Im 17. At first when we would talk it would be just joking around via fb and things started getting sexual one night. kinda flirting/half joking. Then one day I jokingly asked for a dick pic and after a little pressure he sent one. I was a little freaked out I mean I never thought he was actually serious about it. And lately we've been talking alot about anything and everything. but your conversations turn really sexual. and he kept asking for a pic in return so i eventually sent one. Now out of boredom we just talk about sex and that. Things are starting too get really heated and I want to do it, we're both nonvirgins and mutually allready agreed not to tell anyone. He also is very cool with wether we do it or not, but it seems like he really wants to.. Last night we talked dirty and sexted alittle. Hes so attractive. He allways says how he wants be with me and how he wishes he had his car back from the shop so he could just drive over to my place. I guess im just asking wether i should do it or not and noo im not a troll this is a serious question. I also dont care if you say incest is wrong I believe in god too.
What is it like to wear a burqa?
I am going anonymous with this one on the off chance that people who I talk about in this reply might be on quora and find this.I am a guy so obviously I don’t wear a burqa but I remember when I was young and my family had returned to Afghanistan right after taliban were defeated. At that time the government was operational again and government offices were open or in the process of opening and schools were already active but there was a lingering fear of acid splashers. For those of you who don’t know “acid splasher” is a nickname given to a scumbag who throws acid at the face of women who are not covered up. So naturally my Grandfather was terrified that his daughters would be attacked out of nowhere because accidents like that had happened and he made my aunts and his daughter in laws wear burqa for safety. At the time that we returned to Afghanistan I was 18 and went out with my aunts to the market, mall or even a walk to the house of a relative. Whenever I talked to them while we were outside it felt like I was talking to a cloth mask rather than a person. And you will understand why when you see this picture:If by chance they saw another friend or relative out on the street they had to introduce themselves by name because they couldn’t see each other’s faces and had to continue the conversation that way. If they wanted to buy something and needed to inspect it they had to take a peek from under the burqa and do their inspection. And drinking water needed a black belt in wearing burqa because you had to drink water while keeping your face hidden and not making your burqa wet. Now you may think that as a guy I couldn’t possibly understand how women really feel about burqas but trust me I do. Some women including my aunts clearly hated it because as soon as the panic about the attacks was over and it was safe to walk around with your face exposed they took it off and liberated themselves but in the mean time there were some women who decided to keep wearing it even 3 years later. Putting aside the intense heat and discomfort burqa’s were like a mobile prison made out of fabric.
If you could tell your ex one last thing, what would you say?
I am really thankful to you for teaching me some of the finest lessons of my life.You taught me how great I look. It was you who made me feel wonderful. After meeting you I realised that “Beauty is not how you look. It's about how you represent yourself.”It was the relationship with you that taught me that sex is not a necessity in any relationship. Your relationship can survive without even hugs. We never hugged or kissed each other, still we were together.It was you who taught me that looking in your partner's eyes is the sexiest gesture you can pull off. It's amazing gazing continuously in the eyes of your loved one and talking to each other, without uttering a word.It was you who taught me that you should be ready to make some extra efforts to make a relationship interesting. From love letters that we passed secretly to phone calls that we made even after knowing the worst outcomes, I remember everything.Finally, it was you who taught me that if you want to stay happy in life, learn to detach yourself from the people who are gone.Thanks once again for the most important lesson of my life.You left, and I cried for days. I waited for you, for months. But, you didn't appear.And when I heard about you after a long, it was about your engagement.But, by then, I was emotionally stable. I just smirked. That's it. I didn't laugh. I didn't cry either.Your absence made me stronger. I hated you for few months initially. But, then I placed you as one of the most beautiful parts of my life. I don't hate you anymore.You were amazing. I respect you, still, for all the love and care that you showered on me.I had many questions for you. But, I don't want answers anymore.Some questions are better unanswered.Some paths are better unwalked.Thank You. May God Bless You, And Your Husband.