Charlie cleared his throat, "now, let's talk about masterbation."
"Didn't we already talk about it?" Himani giggled, giving a wink to Lovereet.
Lovereet blushed. "Shut up," She cursed.
"Hi hi hi," Himani laughed.
Soothing laughters from everyone echoed in the air.
"How many of you think masterbation is wrong?" Charlie asked.
Meet raised her hand.
"Why?" Lovereet asked.
"Umm," Meet thought for sometime, "I don't know how to explain it. But I think doing anything physical before marriage is wrong. I always had this belief. I still do."
"What do you think, Charlie?" Lovereet looked at Charlie.
Charlie's elbow on armrest. His chin restinng on his fist. He said, lazily, "I think, you like it, is your choice. She doesn't like it, is her choice. None of you are wrong."
"As always. Diplomatic Charlie. Huh." Aanchhal muttured.
"As always, cranky Aanchal." Charlie smiled.
"I'm not cranky, okay." Aanchal scoffed.
"You know," Charlie blushed, "I know someone, just like you."
"You mean she is crancky, too?" Antara smirked.
"Yeah, she is."
"Shit. I only joked. Didn't know its actually true." Antara covered her lips to hide her giggle.
"Does she have a code name too?" Himani asked.
"Yes."
"Charlie's angels," Antara sung.
"hein?" Lovereet made a face. "Whats that supposed to mean?"
"Charlie, calls all his girls with code names." Mayank jumped in to explain, "That's why Antara said, he is a spy. And they are Charlie's angles. Like in the movie, Charlie's Angels." Mayank grinned.
"Are they your girls?" Aanchal stared at Charlie.
"Well. . ." Charlie smiled nervously. "They are girls. And I care about them."
"What's her name?" Antara asked.
"Amore." Charlie replied.
"And what about this Amore girl? Who is she?" Aanchal narrowed her eyes.
"Is someone being possessive?" Antara winked.
"Why will I be?" Aanchal scoffed at Antara. Her gaze sharp.
Antara raised her hands. "Oww woww woww. My bad. My bad." Then she turned to Charlie. "God bless you, Charlie." She smiled.
Charlie blushed.
"Haww, Can Charlie also blush?" Lovereet hid her open mouth with her hands.
Charlie cleared his throat. He then looked at Aanchal, and said, "Amore is very special to me. You can say, she is my little treasure, that I always want to keep with me and protect it with my life. Punjab and her are similar in many ways, but also different. Punjab is like a sweet, pampered kid, who loves to be pampered by me. And Amore is like an innocent girls, who is possessive for what is hers. Amore is like a bomb if someone hurts the people she loves. She has a unique way of expressing her feelings. She is also a drama master. She is clingy. She has been through worst, and now, she only deserves the best. Because of her unique nature, she says, she can't get love in her life." Charlie smiled.
"And I think, she is so sweet that she can get love a thousand times without breaking sweat." Charlie's grinn widened, as he said, "You know what, even if I pause to take a breath, Punjab rants, say something, say something. Why don't you say anything. You are loosing interest in me. etc. etc."
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INTIMACY CLINIC - The Conversations we AVOID
RomanceAanchal has a sex phobia. She can't have sex. She tried to get into a relationship three times in the last four years. But none of the relationships worked because all her boyfriends broke up with her. After all, she never allowed them to have sex. ...
