Got in really close with a girl from Lebanon but the whole culture around our situation just fukking pissed me off to the point I just let things end because we'd both have to take on pretty radical changes in order to even make it work. The whole Muslim culture is geared around keeping women 'subservient and nubile' through religion and death so it made me quite angry as a young(er) man to see her brothers up and down fukking spanish/black women with no repercussions while you'd get hateful looks and even police reports if you so much as smiled at an Arab broad.
Her younger brother was actually cool as hell (Hooked him up with some spanish broads) and would bat for her when she came out with female friends and all the "Males" showed up later, 'cause wasn't nobody letting one Muslim broad ruin all the fun we had as a clique back at University, but you could only do so much with kissing and groping until you start biting each other's teeth and bruising hips. That sneaking around shyt could only last so long before someone became wise to what was happening and quite frankly, I hated living in fear of her getting in trouble, since I'm not the type of dude to fukk chicks with wanton abandon for their concern.
We weighed out options and even if I were to become Muslim, she'd more than likely be betrothed to some likewise family from her area once the parents start flexing muscle and forcing her to marry like her brothers do when they eventually have to give up fukking with local/foreign chicks and bring forth a family if they want to stay within that tight knit Arab circle. The only other option was to run away, but truth be told, I don't think our "Love" for each other was past just us really enjoying each other's company and her enjoying what freedom she had with me compared to other boys of her ilk since I turned her on to alot of things, especially in terms of music and reading.
But we were basically kids, growing up at the time. It would be different now if I found a girl around my age that was middle eastern to do that shyt with, but unless she untethered by her family to do as she pleases, I ain't fukkin' with that shyt again; I'm good.