It's Just A Little Snow (Celia)

[Celia Gaines]

She smirked at the nervous chuckle from Anjali she just knew she was in that mind of hers. It felt great to be able to do this to a woman again, in the past all she had were men.. Ugh, men. How sore her wrist had been that night. Lots of happy men though. Lots. Oh and her throat was sore. From singing. And her wrist from holding the microphone. She wasn't used to the weight yet due to lack of practice. With men. They were good for just that one thing, she supposed. And talking, sometimes.

''Going to memorize that and look for a class who does that when I get home.'' She grinned at the other girl. ''And if I cannot find anything.. well it'll just have to be a private happening, right?'' Oh hell, she wasn't going to look, it was that damned obvious she just wanted to see how far she could go with this. Though if it happened to come as far she wouldn't say no. Yoga in the cold today, yoga in the heat tomorrow. Right? ''And I won't take no for an answer.'' She did have to admit, while she had been teasing before Anjali didn't look half bad. She looked good, really. Interesting. But that was the shallow Celia in charge, she'd have to look at other aspects also.

She continued to tease even as she moved the subject along. ''I know plenty of positions, trust me..'' She winked. Wait. Why the wink? She was teasing too hard, wasn't she? ''I do have one area I want to workout though, my throat and lips.'' That one wasn't meant as some kind of coming on to her, that one had been real. Singing required a good throat and she had been wondering for a while now if yoga could help with that. Perhaps it could. She'd get the answer now anyway.

She sure as hell wasn't going to ask in a group.

[Anjali Kedar]

A private happening? Anjali didn't have the means to offer a hot yoga class, neither there at the gym or at her home.  She supposed the best would be in her bathroom with the hot water running, steaming the room up, but even then there would be room enough only for her to do it, not both of them.  Plus, bathroom yoga sounded strange, even to her. She laughed at Celia's insistance that she wouldn't take no for an answer.  "You might have to, I don't think I can offer hot yoga, only regular.  But I could crank up the thermostat and see what happens."  She would need to open the windows after and force the wind to come in to blow her off.  That would be the only plus side to her power in a situation like that.  She could also try and concentrate the hot air around them and push it out, but then she would give away her being meta.  She didn't want to do that..

The way Celia winked at her made Anjali bite back a smile.  She hadn't even realized she set herself up for an answer like that.  She swallowed hard trying not to be so nervous.  What sort of positions did she know? Probably more than Anjali, at least intimate ones.  She got the sneaking suspicion the other girl wasn't talking about yoga.  As the other girl went on about throat and lip training Anjali wasn't sure what she meant.  Was it more teasing? Was she being honest?  She mentioned being a singer, but who knew.  She had no idea if she was making herself look like an ass or not.

"I.. there's um singing exercises you could do.  I don't really sing, so I sort of don't know much there, but tea and juice, especially citrus, are good for your throat.  I think the shoulder stand is good for that too but it's a more difficult pose and not really for beginners, though we could practice against a wall if you wanted to learn." She cleared her throat again and was quiet a moment, thinking it all through. "I could.. like, suggest some good teas?" She gulped looking the girl over before turning away.  This seemed exciting and awkward all at the same time.  

[Celia Gaines]

Couldn't they just like.. get a sauna or something? Celia was sure she could get a private sauna session. She wasn't exactly poor, but what would probably make the person break was her ability to tease, or have them join in at a later date. As long as it was a woman she was okay with that happening. Men.. not so much. She slightly shook her head with a small smile. ''Can't we do it in a sauna?'' She asked, not even noticing the double-layered question she posed until she'd already asked it. She didn't regret asking though. ''It would be hot.'' Again, double edged. Nice.

''I'd be willing to try the thermostat method though.'' She wasn't exactly cold right now, but this would give her plenty of excuses to tease some more. Maybe even somewhere a little more private. ''As long as I don't melt I'm fine with anything.'' She joked. What she did wonder though, was Anjali joking or actually considering it? And if she was really considering it, would she turn it up right then? Again, she'd be up for it. ''Crank up that sucker! ..if that's what you meant at least. And aren't opposed to seeing women in bras.'' She jokingly said. That last part wasn't really a joke though, more of a warning.

''So.. I'm slightly wondering how we got from yoga questions and bodyparts and exercises and what not to tea and juice.'' She smiled though, and obviously didn't mind that she wasn't practicing yoga at the moment at all. ''Not that I mind. My voice is, after all, what pays the bills.'' She laughed as she shot Anjali a wink.

''And I'm always in for some good tea.'' Tea was nice. Kept her voice smooth, and was easy to make. ''And why just suggest tea if you could have me taste?'' She teased further.

[Anjali Kedar]

A sauna?  That would be strange.. She supposed they could, but she imagined the other sauna patrons would be giving them strange looks.  Besides, how clean were those floors? Her nose wrinkled and she shook her head and chuckled a little.  "I don't think so." She mused.  "Hot as it might be, I don't know how well that would go over.  Plus, sauna floors.. ick.  They're hard enough to breathe in."  She'd always had a hard time breathing in saunas.  She certainly didn't mind the heat so much, but it was a shock on the system without adding the exercise to it.  Too hot.  

As much as she wouldn't mind doing hot yoga right then and there, she knew it wasn't possible.  She didn't have access to the thermostat, and even if she did it would take too long for the room to heat up before they could start, and they were already more than halfway through their hour time slot.  It would have to wait for another day, a private session in a private area.  Most likely her home since that's where she did stuff like that.  Kate didn't seem to mind, but she wondered if her roommate might object to the high heat.  She wouldn't be able to get it up to the typical 105, but with the thermostat set in the 80's and the free standing heaters pointing at them, she was sure she could get close.  

"I've seen women in less." She pointed out, realizing immediately how wrong that sounded.  "I mean, not like.." She let out an embarrassed laugh and covered her face, shaking her head.  "My family isn't afraid to get dressed in front of each other.  The women.. not, like.. uhh, you know what I mean.  Not that there's anything wrong with seeing girls in less, because.. well, girls are..."  It was times like these that she was glad for her dark skin and the way it covered the pink in her cheeks.  "I don't mind people in their bras.  I mean, I'd probably be wearing one too, and shorts.  Yeah."  Why did she have to be such a spaz all the time?

"Well, you had mentioned wanting to workout your throat, and drinking tea and juice are soothing to the throat.  Which.. I mean I thought.."  Wasn't that what she'd wanted to know about? She was starting to get confused stumbling over her words.  Celia somehow managed to get her all flustered and tongue tied and they'd barely been hanging out for a half hour.

"Maybe, if you wanted sometime, we could have some tea?" She offered.  It was a friendly invitation, and she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to do it or not.  Celia was nice, but she felt herself growing tense in the other girls presences.  She got her tongue tied, nervous and excited all at once.  "We could do a sort of mock hot yoga class and have some tea.  I have loads of tea.. it's sort of my thing.  Tea for everything, even for your chakras." She laughed, shaking her head.  "I think that one's a bit bogus, but whatever."  Shan Tea was probably her least favorite of the bunch.  "My roommates cool, she wouldn't mind if you came to hang out or anything.  She's barely there anyway."

[Celia Gaines]

Oh how cute was it when she got all defensive and caught up in her own words like that. Seemed Celia still got the goods to deliver outside of gigs, awesome! She paid an unusual amount of attention though, but that could be because they were in a room together. Alone. It was kind of fun to know that just outside that room there were people who knew there was only one student in a classroom with a teacher, the fact they were cut off just by a door more exciting than anything.

''You look cute when you don't know what to say.'' Maybe teasing her teacher like that wasn't the greatest idea she had ever had, but she proved to be fun and quite easy. That and she did look kinda cute. She now knew why guys liked women who did yoga so much, the clothing.. Celia had always looked her eyes out in this class, but now that she was alone with Anjali? For once she agreed with what men liked in women.''Not that you don't look cute when you do know what to say.'' She assured with a nod. Obviously she did know what to say, though it did not hurt to have people around her who seemed not to know what to say. ''And you should trying going without a bra.'' She joked as she specifically stated she'd be wearing one. ''It's odd at first but so damn freeing. You really should try it.'' She nodded.

Beauty recognizes beauty, right? She wasn't going to say that because it sounded vain, but still. ''Having tea sounds wonderful!'' She replied with a smile and a nod. ''And that yoga class.. Well let's just say we wouldn't need heaters to have a hot session.''

[Anjali Kedar]

Anjali was almost certain her cheeks would set on fire if Celia didn't stop with the flirty compliments.  No one had ever told her she looked cute, not in a way that she considered other than strictly platonic.  It was always something more like You look cute in that skirt, you should wear it, never you look cute when you do this thing.  It seemed different coming from the blue haired girl and she was flattered to say the least.  She never thought herself bad looking, but she definitely lacked anyone expressing that to her.

She let out a nervous laugh, a shy smile on her already embarrassed face at the suggestion of going bra-less.  As if she'd never done that.. often in the winter when she was out in nothing but sweats, she didn't bother with a bra.  Why bother under her bulky layers?  It was nice to be free, but during yoga?  Naked yoga.. it would definitely be freeing, but not something she would do with someone else. She didn't think she would, anyway..

"I'm sure it would be liberating, but.. naked yoga class.. I don't think the gym would support that."  As soon as she mentioned it she knew she'd only given the other girl more ammunition.  Celia was feeding off her shyness, and she was doing a fine job of it. She only made things worse as she explained they wouldn't need heaters to make it hot.  That was the point Anjali knew for sure that Celia was absolutely, without a doubt, 100% coming onto her.  Had she ever been hit on so fiercely?


"Are you.. uhmm.. don't take this the wrong way, and it's fine if you are but, I, uhh.. I mean, like, are you.. interested? In me I mean. Uhh, or maybe I'm just, I don't know.." She covered her face and took a deep breath, shaking her head before slapping her thighs with her hands, looking back at Celia.  "Because I totally feel like maybe you're hitting on me." She said boldly, leaning away bashfully.  "Which is okay! I just, I mean, a girls never.."  She licked her lips and then bit the bottom one.  Could she make this any more awkward than it needed to be?

[Celia Gaines]

This had been pure gold, and still Anjali was adding things to it! Celia shifted from being on her knees to folding her legs over one another to appear smaller, maybe that'd help with how hard of a time she was having speaking up. A smile had adorned her face countless times, yet it did so once more as if to tell Anjali it was all a joke. But at this point the joke was getting a bit too much fun to let go. And maybe it hadn't been a joke for the full 100%. She did look cute. And she didn't shy away from her personality so that was a good thing.

''Naked yoga..?'' She chuckled as Ajali mention naked yoga. It would be a lie to say Celia had never thought of it but she refrained from mentioning it. Mentioning being naked in an environment where one practiced yoga.. that was a different story, but she never said to practice yoga naked. But she wouldn't mind it. In fact she would probably encourage it. ''I never said anything about naked yoga, honey.'' She corrected with a playful shake of her head and a subtle lick of her lips, as she ran her hand through her blue hair. ''That one is all on you. And this is probably the first time I'm jealous of an idea.'' She wasn't sure the other girl would get that joke. But Celia got it. If she did get it though it would probably make her blow up or something.

She widened her eyes as Anjali asked if she was interested. How had it taken her this long to ask a question about it? Was her teasing that subtle? She didn't think so. This also half confirmed that perhaps she wasn't straight, and that would mean there was a slight crack in the door already that she was trying to force open. ''Do you want me to be interested in you..?'' She teased with a lick of her lips. ''Or..'' She shifted a bit and drew circles with her index finger on her leg as she leaned forward. ''Are you interested in me?''

That would be funny. A yoga class ending up in yoga in bed. She giggled lightly at the thought as she continued to look at Anjali, waiting for an answer that she suspected would not arrive due to her mixing up her sentences. Again.

''A girls never what..?'' She asked in the same silent tone she was before. ''Shown you?'' If anything, Celia would have to work on this nervous habit of hers.

[Anjali Kedar]

Was she really the one who thought of the naked yoga? She supposed she had, technically, but Celia had begun hinting at it with taking off clothes and hot positions and.. it wasn't that far of a stretch, really.  She'd never felt so bashful in all her life, even during the awkward sex talk with Dr. Neville all those years ago.  How much she'd grown and how little she'd changed since then.  Still afraid of her own sexuality, still afraid to go out on a limb and truly discover who she was.  she'd busied herself over the years with things to preoccupy her mind, or simply ignored what urges she had.  She was still young, plenty of time to figure it all out, or so she'd told herself.  She was growing older, though..

Anjali truthfully didn't know if she wanted Celia to be interested in her or not.  She was intimidated by the other girl to say the least.  The words jumbled in her mouth and felt awkward as they spilled out.  She'd never felt quite so flustered with anyone before, and it wasn't just because Celia was pretty.  She'd spoken to plenty of beautiful women over the years who she would have loved an opportunity to know on a personal level, but none of them had talked so openly about things the way Celia did.  She was blunt and a little sexually aggressive, and Anjali didn't know exactly how she felt about it. She simply wasn't used to someone being so verbally wanton. Either way she didn't know if she wanted Celia to be interested or not, and she wasn't entirely sure whether she was or wasn't interested in the other woman.

"Been openly interested." She finished at Celia's probing.  "I like women." She admitted weakly, her voice conveying how uncomfortable she was admitting this out loud.  It wasn't so much admitting this truth as it was how she was doing it.  It all felt like a movie.  She, the unsuspecting yoga instructor, alone in class with one, beautiful blue haired student who radiates sexual energy.  The girl is pure sex, and she's talking about positions and hot yoga and strongly coming on to her teacher.  It sounded like the beginning of a cheesy love story, or more like a bad porno, not that Anjali had seen any.  

"But I've, yah know.. this is all new to me.  I haven't really dated or anything.  Like, ever."  Her words were soft and again she found herself pushing the stray hairs that fell from her ponytail back behind her ears and out of her eyes.  "I guess I'm interested, just maybe a little freaked out is all."  The stuttering had finally subsided a little, but that didn't mean she was any less nervous.  Her eyes moved to the clock.  Twenty minutes.  They had twenty minutes until she could run away.

[Celia Gaines]

The people she usually hung out with weren't so easily impressed by her words. Where she worked she was nothing but a woman amidst men of course, but over the years she had adapted to their way of talking. Even liking the same thing they did. Yes, she did like men for a period of time, it wasn't until they pointed out women time and time again that some things had actually gone down and she liked it. Enough to say no to any man coming on to her. Aside from teasing purposes.

Anyway, the time Anjali took to think made Celia smirk widely - mission success! - and eagerly await an answer. Saying she wasn't interested would be a lie, but she wasn't going to say that. Or even sure it was for another reason than sex. Hell, her only selling points right now was being limber and loose, and the fact she reminded her of chocolate, though that one was probably a bit racist. But damn did she love chocolate.

She looked at the clock. Hotdamn only twenty minutes left? She'd need to get an invite to somewhere from her and fast, or she would have to invite her. Maybe give her a backstage pass so she could see Celia doing what she did for once. Though right now she lacked a contract and a steady pay, she did do gigs here and there that paid more than enough to cover the expenses. It would only be a matter of time before she could begin being truly happy. Maybe share it with someone. That was what she had wanted, in the end.

''Never would have guessed.'' Celia chuckled as she admitted to liking women. She would have guessed as she was open like that, but she wouldn't have straight out asked. It came as no surprise though, she found that most women had a switch somewhere, though usually the phrase of liking women was accompanied by the fact they liked men as well.

When she mentioned being interested though she found a way to make Celia shut up. She wassn't used to someone so meek actually being interested in women, much less one as crude as her. ''I- I suppose that means I can say I'm interested too!'' She faked being overly happy, though genuinly smiled at her.

''So when am I going over to your place so we can get to know each other?''

[Anjali Kedar]

Anjali wasn't sure if there was some secret meaning behind Celia's words.  She couldn't guess that she might be gay because of why?  She didn't seem to swing that way? She was somewhat professional, and not overly sexual, but she supposed that worked out fine since Celia seemed to radiate enough sex for the both of them.  She wasn't sure she'd ever met anyone like her before.

Was she really interested, though? Anjali wasn't sure there was much about her that was interesting.  She liked certain things and was passionate about them, but those weren't entirely interesting.  Yoga, for one, air pollution and tea.  Of course dancing..  Those weren't activities that would necessarily make her interesting to someone who seemed so, well, interesting.  Celia was bold and forward and charismatic.  She had blue hair and had no problem speaking her mind, so completely different from Anjali who spoke her mind only because her mouth ran faster than her brain.  She just found it difficult to believe that someone might be drawn to her in that way.

Which brought her to the point of inviting Celia over.  Knowing what she knew now, she was terrified at the thought of having her alone in her home.  Making her tea and doing hot yoga in next to nothing.. it spelled out disaster to someone who had never put herself in a position where she actually felt attracted to someone who shared that interest.  Celia was beautiful, and she definitely liked the idea of getting to know her, but the thought of putting herself out there like that, in her own home where she had little control over the situation, was enough to make her shift uneasily in her seat.

"Umm.. well I guess whenever?" She choked out, her throat feeling tight.  Had she turned the heat up unintentionally?  Anjali tried to pull what cool air she could towards herself.  "I mean, it's going to snow pretty bad today, so like.. I'm sure you shouldn't come over today."  Which meant she could get snowed in depending on how far Celia actually lived from her.  She didn't think she wanted to be snowed in with a vixen like that, not when she was still getting used to the idea of the other girl liking her.  "Maybe.. this weekend? I don't know.  I have a class here at eleven, but I'l be around all afternoon.  

[Celia Gaines]

She wished sometimes she had more useful powers. Well, useful, like now for instance she would have liked being one of those pyrokinetics, that joke about it being hot or it just being Anjali seemed to be a bit overdone in any situation, but it seemed like the other girl would stumble over the compliment. She was so easy to mess up, and she was sure to make her stay close so she could continue to have fun, both with yoga and without. She laughed though as she slid forward on her mat, looking at her and leaning in so hopefully she would catch her looking at malign things. She'd tease her about it if she did and wouldn't really stop any time soon.

Pretending to retrace her lessons, she smiled at the teacher as she briefly returned to what she had told her. ''So, just a quick refresher, to see if I remember.'' She placed her hand on top of her head and straightened her body then, slightly pushing her chest forward teasingly. ''Top to bottom, there are seven chakras, right?'' She went from top to bottom just because she could tease Anjali with it, though she would deliberately mess it up, she knew that much.

Her hand slid from the top of her head to her forehead and down to her throat like she knew it went. Truth was, her memory was amazing, which it had to be because she needed to memorize lyrics. Then her hand went to her chest, lingering as she looked at Anjali. ''This is one of the points, right?'' She asked, trying to sound like she really didn't know.

She would then continue after being 'corrected' or not, depending on how bold Anjali was, and went down to the solar plexus on the stomach, but that was where she would mess it up on purpose. She'd go down to the first one instead of the second one, root instead of sacral, look at Anjali and then, with a smirk move her hand to sacral, though slightly lower than intended.

''That's all of them, right?'' She said with her hand still slightly below sacral. Correct it and get a cookie. Or something else.

[Anjali Kedar]

Without an actual answer, Celia went back to the chakras, throwing Anjali for a loop.  Did that mean she wanted to come over sometime? Or.. no? She was confused and her brows furrowed a bit, but not one to keep others guessing she listened on to the girls questions, ready and willing to answer.

She nodded to her question, there were in fact seven chakras.  Again she nodded when Celia paused at the heart chakra.  "Heart." She corrected with a nod, not sure where she was going with this.  Was she asking because she was actually interested? She was putting them out of order it seemed, her hands in basically the right area.  She couldn't help but start to feel uneasy.  Excited, but uneasy, not knowing what the other was doing.  Anjali was a laid back person by nature and she wasn't used to someone treating her this way.  Not even the boys her mother tried to set her up with acted like this.  Then again, they were all on best behavior in fear she would tattle to her mother, and word would get back to theirs.  Not the most mature men.. but certainly arrogant.  

"It is." She agreed with a nod, "But sacral comes before root.  Well, sacral comes after root.. if you start from root and go up, but that's not necessary." That nervous chatter was happening again.  She took a deep breath, attempting to calm her stressed out nerves but it was hard with Celia's hand practically resting on her crotch.  She couldn't help but glance at it bashfully before desperately trying to keep her eyes anywhere but between the girls legs.  Just thinking about her touching the area made her body heat up.  She wasn't used to that. It didn;t even happen when she admired someone she found attractive.

"You're all about that sacral chakra, aren't you?" She teased with an awkward sort of smile.  Her shirt felt too tight..

[Celia Gaines]

The way she responded.. Celia was right in assuming she'd say something about the order in which she touched the chakras, which also meant she would be mentally focusing on sacral. And physically focusing on sacral, which had been what Celia wanted. She smiled as she kept her hand there for obvious reasons, see if Anjali would ask her to remove her hand or if she didn't mind. They were in a private room, and that meant that everything done could only really be for two persons. And that sacral chakra.. that one was for two people at once. And not just the chakra part at that. ''Why are you looking away?'' She asked, knowing fully by now why it was. ''I'm doing this for you, you know.'' Right now she was just teasing even if part of her was interested.

Pretending not to know her hand was on the chakra (Hogwash. She felt it) she went on. ''I am.'' She smiled widely. ''How did you know?'' It wasn't every day she got to name one of her favorite passtimes something else. Hey Celia, what did you do last night? Massaged sacral? Often she had someone else to do that for her though. ''I bet you love it too.'' She offered up as her eyes gazed right into Anjali's eyes.

Then she changed the subject, though her eyes remained on Anjali and her hand remained until told otherwise. Hell, maybe Anjali would show her that she was touching it wrong or something, maybe she would finally play along. ''This weekend sounds good, though it is a bit of a shame you don't want me over right after this.. Who cares if we're snowed in? We could get to know each other.'' She was sure their definition of getting to know each other differed very much, and she was sure they'd do both. She was also planning on getting Anjali to be a bit more comfortable.

''I just.. I so hope you'll change your mind.''

[Anjali Kedar]

Wasn't it obvious why she was looking away? And how on earth was what she was doing to her benefit? What was she doing for Anjali.. touching herself? She gulped, feeling antsy in her spot on the ground so terribly close to the girl.

Anjali's heart was pounding against her chest.  No one had ever spoken to her this way.  No one had ever taken something so innocent as chakras and made them feel filthy dirty.  She wasn't sure what to feel, how to react, what to say or do.. She loved all the chakras in a sense, they were her energy points, but she was sure that wasn't exactly how Celia meant it.  She meant it that Anjali loved sacral.  Probably touching it on herself, or others.. no, sacral didn't mean genitals.  It was just where that chakra lied, there deep in her belly..lower.. okay, it was practically the between her legs, but that wasn't the point!

"That's what I'm afraid of." She offered before she could stop herself, immediately feeling that heat rise in her cheeks.  "I don't mean like.."  She started, shaking her head before realizing it was exactly what she meant.  "Your, uhh.. intentions? They're just unclear, and.. I've never been with a woman, or anyone and.. I mean not that we'd do anything but.. er.. well, I, you.. you make me feel like things might happen? And, I mean not that I'm opposed to anything happening ever, I'm just.. this is just new for me.  I don't know what I'm supposed to do." She needed to call Nikhil, he'd know what to do!

"I have a relaxing problem." She teased.  "I mean, I can make others relax.. I can relax, just, yah know, not when I'm still sort of wigging out."

[Celia Gaines]

Okay so she hadn't asked Celia to remove her hand. She kind of wanted her to comment on it, so when she didn't she had no reason to leave her hand on sacral. A slight pout came from her as she removed her hand and put them both on the gound behind her, leaning back slightly; a position she felt comfortable in in a situation like this. Not even including that she was practically telling people 'hey, look at my tits!' which, no lie, she hoped Anjali would do. Any physical reaction from her was a good one and spurred Celia on to continue.

Her pout fell then and a smile replaced it, she looked at Anjali and listened to her rambling on and on like a kid telling about the first day of school. Or the blonde cheerleader the kid was dating. She would move over and give Anjali a hug to try and get her to calm down, but with how she was being around her she didn't think it was such a good idea to shove on over.

The point where she was starting to experience diminishing returns was arriving though, the peak had been reached and she needed to dial back before it hurt her. ''My intentions..?'' She replied with a single raised brow. ''What makes you unsure about them? I just want to get to know you.'' She said honestly. ''Do you know how friendships work?'' Celia asked her as she mentioned not knowing what to do. ''It's basically just a friendship, just between two gorgeous girls who sometimes kiss and fuck.'' She told her blatantly. Nothing to it, that was just who she was. ''But that isn't on the first day, maybe not even in the first month. You need to give it time, treat it as a friendship before thinking anything else of it.''

She wasn't used to handing out advice, but she'd teased the other girl enough. Besides, she really was interested, and if Anjali was too it would be a bad move to keep on teasing like she did, especially seeing what it did to Anjali. Celia had no interest in anyone who couldn't even look. Then again she usually didn't touch herself publically, it just so happened that the sacral chakra was in quite the erogenous zone.

''I can make you relax too if you want.'' She suddenly offered, though quickly correcting herself with a smile. ''No, not like that. A friendly hug might help.''