Story cover for Holding Hands by SakeenaAbdulHakeem
Holding Hands
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    Durée 3h 7m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement févr. 13, 2020
There's  no such thing as boyfriend/ girlfriend in Malika's Muslim community. So she just happens to be a super-virgin. She's quiet and reserved, never talked to a guy, kissed one, let alone even held hands. Sex is the scariest word she's ever heard. She just wants to know what it's like to talk to a guy. Maybe go on a date. Now that she's starting college, her parents are going to want to marry her off ASAP. The only way she can even get close to a guy is to go along and pretend to want to get married. Shy poet Hakeem comes off as extra corny. Maybe Malika can use him to get exactly what she wants. How hard can it be to walk through fire and not get burned?
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