One night towards the end of summer Ardi, Kamyar and I were hanging out with some other friends from the neighborhood. We gradually got bored and as some of us were single and others weren’t able to get in touch with their girlfriends, we started asking around if anyone knew any girls that we could hang out with. As we continued asking around, we came across a kid from Sixth Street who always acted as if he was a big-time player with connections although he rarely delivered on his promises. One time in a similar situation we asked if anyone had any movies, porno or otherwise, and he pulled us aside and asked what type and how many we were interested in, implying that for the right price he would gave us access to his vast collection of movies. He told us that he knew a girl, a professional as he referred to her, and he could have her come by Kamyar's empty apartment around 7:00pm. As far as the cost he said she should be ok with 100 tomans but if she gave us a hard time about it to give her an extra 50. Although we were really looking for some girls to chill out with, and not a prostitute, but we got curious as to whether he was telling the truth or not. Just coming from him it was kinda fishy but we figured we had nothing else planned that night so we might as well be at Kamyar's place at 7:00pm to see what would happen. 

The three of us along with another friend from Tenth Street, Ali, gathered at Kamyar’s apartment beforehand and debated what to do. We decided that in case a girl showed up, Ali would go with her in one bedroom while the other three of us would be hiding in the room next door. If Ali sensed anything weird going on, he would cough which would be the signal for the three of us to barge into the room. 

As we got closer to 7:00pm we still thought nothing would come of this and the guy was bluffing, however, right on time the doorbell rang. Ardi, Kamyar and I scrambled into one of the bedrooms and turned off the lights. From the slightly ajar door we saw someone in a black chador come into the apartment. She said a very short and soft hi as she walked in and followed Ali into the bedroom. None of us had expected anything to materialize and thus we kinda just talked amongst ourselves trying to figure out what was going to happen next. As we discussed our surprise and astonishment in hushed voices we suddenly heard a cough. 

We all ran into the room and turned the lights on. Ali was holding the black chador while the guy who had promised us the girl was standing next to him. Seeing us all there he first got nervous (and visibly scared of the consequences) but then tried to laugh it off as a joke saying he was just messing with us by dressing up as a girl. He excused himself as fast as he could, not wanting to face potential retaliation for the stunt he had tried to pull on us.

After he left we asked Ali what had happened. He explained that she had said she was shy and that the lights would have to stay off. She had agreed to let him touch her upper body but had said her lower body was off limits. In spite of the dark room, she insisted on keeping her chador on. Her bizarre behavior and in particular refusal to remove the chador from her face finally prompted Ali to give us the signal. As we discussed it we concluded that he hoped that he would just be touched around his stomach area and would fend off any movements towards his crotch. With the lights off and the chador on him he probably hoped no one would notice that he was a guy, specifically one that we knew. We had no doubt in our mind that he fully intended to pocket the money if he managed to pull it all off and mask the fact that he had a penis in between his legs.