internet in a country that, you know, it was illegal, but i didn t care. and i thought, well, i mean, i can get away with it again. then i received a message from a guy, abdullah. he was asking me where i was from, how long i had been in saudi arabia. i i remembered tom and his rule about not dating any saudis or meeting any saudis. but i felt that he had lived in the uk. he was educated. so then i just thought, well, you know, it should be safe enough. it should be okay. oh, hey. hi. he was a typical saudi man. i wouldn t say i was overly taken by him, you know, the way
pockets, taking my phone out and my wallet. one of them said that i was a homosexual. he shouted, you are a prostitute. you have been selling alcohol. you have been selling drugs. i was very dazed and confuse and i just thought why are they doing this? why are they saying this to me? he then brought out this phone and he showed me the text messages i sent to abdula. at the end of the text message, there was a kiss. i was in shock. i think i had been set up. was it abdullah who had done it? had they got his phone? i realized i was in serious trouble. and then they dragged me along the road. and i seen their emblem on the jeep which stated that it was the religious police. i realized that my worst fears
telling, but it was my only hope of getting out. so the next day i went straight up to the hospital to see the government relation officer to request my passport and to request an exit visa. went strat up to the hospital to see the government relation officer to request my passport and to request an exit visa. i handed the letter over to mr. abdullah. i was really nervous and i m hoping for the best and i m thinking, this will surely work. this will surely work. you know, it s my mother and she s dying. mr. abdullah didn t like me. every time that i spoke to him, he had the look of disdain on his face and he just read it. there was no change of expression in his face and he says, you re not going home. what? and i said why am i not going home? my mom is seriously ill. she might die and i need to go
i typed in gay dating websites in saudi arabia, and hundreds came up. i was completely flabbergasted. i thought this is great. and then i got one message that particularly stood out. he was a very handsome guy. he was from one of the middle east countries. he was around 26. i finded him straight away. so we started to chat. hi. he came on. he appeared and he gave me a big wave, and he was gorgeous. i was smiling, you know.
really bad panic attack. i was terrified especially at night. checking the windows constantly to make sure they were locked. constantly checking the door to make sure it was locked. i just had this recurring thought that they were going to bust into my door and drag me out again and take me back to prison. i was terrified. so, after ten days, i just decided that i had to find out. there was a guy, he was sitting at the desk, and there was a bunch of, looked like files. excuse me. and i handed them the receipt. he s going through, you know, the pile on the desk.