”“Do you know the Qur’an?”“I’ve read it in translation,” I replied. “I can’t read Arabic so I’m unable to read the original. Shall...we eat?”“Yes, of course. May I pray?”“Please do,” I said.“I will pray in English,” he said.His wife and children raised their hands, and he began praying.“In the name of Allah, the beneficient, the merciful. For the uniting of the Quraysh; For the union during their winter and summer journeys; Let them worship the Lord of this house, who fed them when they were. "Hello Stacy and Jessica. Allow me to introduce my good friend Allen." Connor said."He's kind of cute." Jessica the blond said with a smile. Allen shyly looked away, unable to meet her eyes."And shy too. I love shy guys. Would he like a "private" dance?" Stacy asked, putting emphasis on the word private. Allen was totally unaware of what they really meant by it. As far as he knew she meant a private lap dance. If the dancers were willing they could make extra money on the side to sleep with. I hate to ask this of you. But can we stop off at the store real quick? I just realized I don't have any more eye contacts and other supplies. I've been going without for the entire day."My dad quickly made a change of lanes, so we could pick up some supplies for Val. With the crazy moves he did and all the honking, I almost had a heart attack. But as we got out in the parking lot, I could see by the look on my dad's face that he thought it was worth the risk. My mom, on the other hand, not so. "I expected him to say something else, to begin a dialog, he didn't.For the rest of the class he never once glanced my way again. I'm sure he asked for my name because although he had a student manifest, knew everyone's name, he was putting a face with each name.For the remainder of the class the professor essentially laid out his curriculum, gave test dates, expectations on his part and the usual first class information that everyone hears but no one listens to.Since this was the only class I.