In true Iranian style he was charming and seemed sweeter than the halva she had ordered for dessert. When the check arrived, Noora and her girlfriends squealed in delight as they realized their entire meal was on the house and Babak had left a note with his number requesting the "beautiful girl to call."
Coaxed and persuaded by her girlfriends, she made the call two days later and he promptly invited her for dinner at his swank apartment on Sheikh Zayed Road. Since most of Dubai's guys transition swiftly from being fed by their mothers to being fed by their wives – here was a dish Noora had never seen on a menu before, so she accepted the invite.
Dinner was exquisite and enjoyable and she was pleasantly surprised when Babak suggested they take a look at the view from the building's helipad. On their way up, they passed the pool and he asked if she'd like to go for a swim instead. Unprepared, Noora declined, when in a flash, he stripped down to his white CK boxers and dived into the pool! We are of the general opinion that spontaneity is an aphrodisiac but in this case, Noora nearly lost her dinner at the sight of Babak in his wet, white underwear.
After failing to convince her to join him, he grudgingly put his pants on and proceeded to the helipad. The view from the top rendered Noora speechless while Babak's dripping drawers made him restless. Without warning, he pulled his pants down and yanked off his jockeys. Noora had the misfortune of turning around at exactly that time to find Babak standing in all his glory, showcasing his very own kabob-e makhsoos. At that moment – Sheikh Zayed Road had seen its very first roof-top stripper.
Our mothers have always told us that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, and while Noora cannot cook to save her life, we wonder: are Dubai's guys resorting to cooking to find their way into a girl's pants? And isn't flashing your wiener, the ultimate recipe for a dating disaster?