Becoming Pious

Carrie looked at her ex-boyfriend. He was in panties, an abaya, a hijab -- he was almost a perfect eunuch. But he needed faith. They both did.

"Junior, I have a gift for you," she said. You looked at her feet, expectantly. She smiled. "Not that." she pulled out a bag that had two Qurans in it. She handed one to you.

"What are we doing, Carrie?"

"We both serve strong Muslim men. You know it is expected of us." You nodded slowly. "I want us to read it together and pray together each day and night." You flushed. Anything to be in her orbit, you thought.

"Praise be to Allah," you said meekly.