That def was subbed lately, spelled as zayna and I felt them nostalgic love pangs again as that was the name of one fineass gurl I knew back at my University of Jordan days.
Her name was Zina and she studied Eng. Lit. (majored first as an Italian/Mod. Langs student, but changed mind and 'heart' cause Eng. Lit. was my major). She'd stare at me all of the time like I was some kinda god or something! I mean, she was all over me. I never took pity on her, since I was an older guy (32 ffhs!), puffing my ciggie smoke as if I didn't give it!
But, Zina kept staring at me and coming to the lects I was attending setting her diggityass fine bod in front of me, wearing her low-cut tops that she'd keep pulling down fer me to dig/see her coffee-colored bare skin.
The guys at the U were nothing but a pile of goon: telling me how I should 'go take her for a ride!' and how 'easy she's man'! On my dead father's grave, Zina's feet-dirt that's sits between her thimble-tiny toes is worth the lot of them assfucks! Huh!
Then came the moment of truth when we both attended the same lect. and the same freeze-ass attitude on my side continued. Comes the time of firsts, she 'talked' to me asking about "how hard was the 'zam?", Zina mumbled. She also told me something about how she had bet with a girlfriend of hers that she'll 'zabhit' me. Now, 'zabhit' in Aarbic is the...