I gasped again at this additional pain, but he merely repeated the procedure with the second clamp on my other nipple. This time the twist was in the ...opposite direction, but the result was the same. "How do you feel?" he asked me. I had to think about that for a moment. My nipples hurt, that was a given, but I felt wetter than ever and my clit was becoming more insistent about needing attention. "I think my body is confused," I finally answered. "They hurt, but I'm really horny too." He reached. "So you come here often?" he asked her."Sometimes by myself," Ivy said. "When I want to be alone."Charles liked what he just heard. He wished he was just alone here with Ivy, hiolding hands like boyfriend-and-girlfriend and that they would start smooching.Ivy looked at Charles for a while."So you came here with your parents?" she asked him."Just with my mom. My parents are divorced," Charles sighed.He hated the fact that his parents had been divorced."That's really terrible. I can understand. Our discussions only stopped after we felt that it was getting too risky in the train. Nishma and I became comfortable about discussing these ideas. We didn't meet as much, the next two weeks, but talked over the phone. It was difficult to find solitude in those days as these were landlines and Nishma herself didn't feel as comfortable discussing such things over the phone.Chapter 4 - Welcome the b**st!Nishma didn't mention my uncle in the next two weeks. However, it was constantly weighing on. "Sex, honey, sex," he said as though he were addressing a retarded child. "Do you want me to spell it out for you? S-E-X." "DO you mean like research?" I asked hopefully. "Something scientific?" That pole-axed him with laughter. I couldn't have been more astonished if he'd pulled a gun on me.Finally I reclaimed my wits sufficiently to say, "I beg your pardon?" He stopped laughing and looked at me like I'd just stepped out of a flying saucer. "Say, you're really on the level, aren't you?" he.