‘Oh GOD I have to pee’ Blared out from Rachel’s mind. Hearing this Erik turned his attention back to her. That one felt a little weird. Not only... did he hear her thoughts, but he also felt part of her need, the actual desire behind it. With a little effort, Erik could actually see in her mind the desire to relieve herself, the subconscious part. In her mind she wanted to run down the halls and plant that little ass of hers on a toilet and let it all out, reveling in it. But Erik could sense. You have some swelling. I believe you have a Grade II sprain. You have some stretching or slight tearing of these ligaments." She indicated the ligaments on the outside of my ankle. "I'm going to wrap your ankle in an ace bandage. I'd like you to..."I interrupted, "I know. Ice it. Elevate it and rest it. Is that right?" Yes. That's exactly right," Abby answered."Been there, done that." I'll want you to take a couple ibuprofens, Kyle." Abby took the tablets from the cabinet. I took them with a. Plus, she still didn't have any facts on his normal "feeding" behavior beyond the poorly detailed testimony of a traumatized college girl. What she needed was direct observation. She didn't want to demean herself, but she had already started down that slippery slope. It was getting difficult to determine where scientific inquiry ended and her own sexual curiosity began, however. Though initially put off by their typical use for violent sexual assault, she continually found herself thinking. I came to know that she is doing her mba and intends to get married soon in a couple of years.As we conversed further, I realized we had a lot in common and in few minutes we were getting too personal and comfortable. Howsoever the conversation took an ending with me dropping her to her room which was just 4 rooms away from my room. We parted to meet at 7pm for the evening function of one of family members ,who had put us all in a resort to enjoy the 3 day events exclusively.7:10 – we both as.