My life, however, was well and truly on hold. “One of these days you will, and then you’ll want to have your vagina nice and hairless.”
“It’s vulva,” I informed her for the nth time. This is a sensation so excruciating that only someone with really ticklish skin who has experienced it will appreciate it. Her touch changed from the firm pressure of her massage to a gentle, almost feather light, caress. I rather like the name. My employer’s insurance paid the bills. When did you last eat?”
I couldn’t remember. “Juliana, you’re a lot more important than you think. “What’s wrong?” I asked. I was so busy analysing the sensation that I didn’t even remember to be stressed when Mila drove us back. I felt a clenching sensation in my lower belly, and knew that I was beginning to lubricate. Later I was told that I was conscious and lucid enough to repeatedly ask, while I was being removed from the wreck and then in the ambulance, whether I still had my legs.
