The driver door opened and out he came bounding across the parking lot and into the store eyes wide and ever alert, immediately upon entering the store the arabic had drawn curious stares, he only imagined it was because the racist here was not used to seeing an arabic man wearing his everyday garb, but then again maybe they knew he was a man on a mission hell bent on acquiring whatever it was he had in his twisted mind. There was no time to debate why they looked at him so, there was only the dressing rooms and how many he could raid in under five minutes. The arabic slid on down the isles and straight to the dressing rooms where to his delight many obese American women all trying on plus sized underwear, the wild man was like a kid in the candy store he kicked in the first door and there stood the biggest,plumpest, greasy american woman he had ever seen it was instant turn on but he had to fight the urge and do what he was here to do.
Unidentified Obese Woman: AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!! GET OUT OF HERE YOU SICKO!!!!
Shakir had no interest in anything but the old brown stained panties laying on the floor he snatched them up and knew he had no time to steal anymore he had to get out of here before the authorities arrived so he ran as fast as his humble legs would carry him. Within minutes he was out of the building and in his vehicle firing it up and wheeling out of the parking lot and out into the street nearly T-boning a old beat up truck in the process, car horns were being blown and people could be hearing shouting curses at the humble servant. There was no holding back he could not resist he had to take in the ripe scent of the well worn plus sized panties, after inhaling them nearly up his nose he quickly stuffed them down into his robes and looked at the camera.
Shakir: At long last a small measure of reward! Finally Allah granted me permission to indulge in my desires! These will have to do for now, yes, yes they will! When my holy mission is complete Allah will send me to paradise where I will have all the Obese American virgin women I could possibly want! These panties here smell like ripe fruit straight from the most heavenly vine!
Shakir cant resist he just has to pull his token of success out again, and this time when he begins shoving the panties up into his nose to take in another scent full of ripe sweaty ass his lack of attention cost him, making him not see the car stopped in front of him causing a nasty collision that slams the Arabic 's head into the steering wheel nearly knocking him unconscious. Several minutes pass that seems like hours to Shakir who has been knocked into a haze a car horn is heard going off outside of his vehicle the victim he hit must be slumped into the horn. Sirens can be heard and that is all it took to snap the addicted Arabian out of his stupor, he opens the door being sure to tuck the panties away, he could feel a warm liquid running down his face, it was apparent he had to flee quickly because he had no insurance, no drivers license, he had no legal papers of the such with him and there was no way that he would allow himself to be caught up in something as trivial as this. With no other choice the humble servant staggers up to the car behind his broken down U-Haul he knew he was in no condition to drive so he would have to intimidate the infidel behind the wheel to get him out of here.
Shakir: I need help! HELP!!!!!
The person gets out of the car trying to console Shakir but this only angers the Terror of HWA, he forces the young man back into the driver side and then crawls over top of him to get into the passenger seat, the arabics hand pull the quickest thing he could find in his robes being the stained panties.
Shakir: You! You listen to what I say! You will take me where I want to go or I choke you with these under garments!!! Understand?! Yes!?
The man looks terrified as the wild Arabian has a dangerous and crazed look on his crimson red face.
Shakir: You take me to Allah! YES?
The man nods and starts the car up, while he pulls out Shakir opens the glove box before frantically rummaging through it.
Unidentified man: What are you looking for?
Shakir: Silence Infidel!!!! I will take anything of value that I see fit! Drive!
The man trembles at the order given to him and does exactly as he is told, after a few minutes Shakir finds nothing of value and now has began frantically digging under the passenger seat where he pulls out a flash light and a small tire iron. These would be the new weapons of choice to keep order and he wanted to make sure the Infidel understood.
Shakir: You see these?
Shakir waves them at the man who hasnt taken his eyes off the road. Shakir roars at the man enraged.
Shakir: I SAID LOOK AT THESE!!!! OR I BEAT YOU WITH THEM!
The man looks at him now visibly beginning to cry.
Shakir: You fail to take orders I beat you with them! YOU WILL TAKE ME TO ALLAH!
The man nervously nods before replying in a helpless tone
Unidentified man: But I don't know how to get to him....
Shakir's voice goes from enraged to a deadly calm now, the wild man knows he has the pitiful man under his complete control now.
Shakir: Today is a new beginning for you then Infidel..... Today you will either accept Allah and repent for your sins or you will die a sinful man. You will start by opening your heart to Allah, only if you open your heart to Allah will you find him within the designated time, but if you do not open your heart you will not find him and you will perish.
The man begins to understand he is in a no win situation with this lunatic but there was nothing he could do.
Shakir: Begin praying that you can open your hardened heart and you find our creator.......
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