****I had never dreamed about the other Terry except when the doctor came,but I dreamed about her that night. We were in her house again, in herbedro...m, trying on underwear and dressing up. At one point, just when Iwas about to put on another dress, she pointed between my legs, at thelittle lump in my panties, and said, "You know, you don't have to keepthat ugly thing. You could have it taken off, and then you'd be a realgirl, just like me."Even now, I don't know whether this was another. The kettle was filled, and she prepared two, new mugs. Alan took off his jacket and hung it over the back of the easy chair he sat in."Do you know many other people here yet, Stella?" Well I think there's a couple of other girls here doing Literature, so we'll probably be in lectures together; and maybe the same seminar and tutorial groups. How about you: are there any more engineers in your block; do you think they try to keep the same groups together?" Maybe! It makes sense ... you and I. An average family in a city like Mumbai with a moderate income lived in a single room shacks. Anyway, I was accorded a warm welcome and had to adjust to the living conditions there. I guess I did not have difficulty adjusting because I loved living freely without any reservations. The unique part was getting used to the nudity and bathing with two or sometimes three people at a time in a tiny bathroom. In Calcutta, where I lived with my parents and two sisters, both younger to me, we resided in. "What is it you want, Joan—please ... tell me what you want?" Ooooh, Jerry—I think I want you to make love to me, but I am so scared of how much it might hurt and the chance of me getting pregnant worries me, but I do want you," she said."Just a minute, Joan?"Ever since that kiss, I'd been hoping for a repeat, maybe even more than just kissing. I did the responsible thing and when Mom had asked me to pick some prescriptions, I used some of my own cash and bought three condoms, always having one.