On a hot summer evening in Cairo, Amal, a young woman with a ponytail haircut, was getting ready for a night in. She wore a push-up bra that accentuated her full breasts, and her long, dark hair cascaded down her back in loose waves.
She had been chatting with Tarek, a man she had met at a local market, for weeks. They had exchanged flirtatious messages and Amal couldn’t wait to see where things would go.
