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long and after a couple of glasses, Nathalie said
she had to head off home. Gaëlle, feeling the effects of the drinks
and also exhausted after this, her first social outing for many
months, also said goodbye.
    “You will come
again, won’t you?” Barbara asked. “Maybe next time we’ll have the
opportunity to have a proper conversation.”
    “Of course, if
you’ll have me,” Gaëlle replied. She kissed Barbara on both cheeks,
very aware of the other woman’s distended nipples pressed against
her, and trying not to stare.
    In the car,
Nathalie started the motor and then, as she drove out into the
road, she said, “Aren’t you going to ask?”
    “About Barbara?
I was wondering how to put the question,” Gaëlle told her.
    “Barbara
desperately needs to feel she looks sexy, even if she isn’t really
the shape for it. You must have noticed she’s had a boob-job?”
    “That’s pretty
obvious.”
    “Well, even
after she’d had that done, she still couldn’t compete with the
likes of Gabi, and no matter what she does, she’ll never look as
sexy as you, for example. I hope you don’t mind my saying
that.”
    “It’s a welcome
compliment, and I rather need those at the moment, so thank you.”
Gaëlle smiled at Nathalie.
    “So then she
discovered pumping.”
    “Pumping?
What’s that? I’m sorry, I’ve spent almost a year not thinking about
sex, so you’ll have to explain.”
    “The idea is
that you fit a plastic tube over your nipples and pump the air out
with a vacuum pump. It makes them swell up and become longer.”
    Now Gaëlle
understood. She was reminded of her submissive evening with
Vivienne. The memory of how the vacuum pump had felt on her nipples
and sex gave her a warm glow. She shifted in her seat, conscious of
her bare bottom and hoping she wasn’t going to leave a damp patch
on the leather. Her dress wasn’t long enough to tuck it under
her.
    “Barbara’s
nipples certainly stood out,” she agreed, trying not to sound as
interested as she was. “And they stay like that for how long?”
    Nathalie
laughed.
    “I don’t really
know, but I suspect that Barbara must do it quite often, and maybe
that increases the lasting effect. What did you think of how it
made her look?”
    “Um. It
certainly caught my eye. If you want to attract people’s attention,
it does the job. It must feel weird, “she suggested, trying to find
out how much Nathalie knew.
    “I’ve no idea.
I’ve never tried it. Barbara seems to enjoy it, though, especially
when people stare.”
    “I suppose it’s
a bit like being pierced,” Gaëlle mused out loud. “When you have a
piercing you’re conscious that people can’t resist looking
twice.”
    “That sounds
like personal experience. You had pierced nipples?”
    “Absolutely
not! Mine are much too small and sensitive.”
    “But you did
have a piercing, though? Where?”
    The champagne
made it simple for Gaëlle to be frank. “Through my clitoris hood. I
used to be depilated, too, to make the jewellery stand out even
more.”
    “Oh wow!”
Nathalie gasped. “You know, Gabi has been going on about you since
you met up again. She’s convinced herself that you’re some sort of
sexual icon, as well as a professional one. Even just this evening,
I’m starting to understand how she got that impression. But I bet
she doesn’t know you used to be pierced.”
    “No, she
doesn’t. Are you going to tell her?”
    “Not if you
don’t want me to.”
    “Thank
you.”
    Gaëlle sat in
silence as the car swept through the empty early-morning streets of
Strasbourg. Back in her apartment, she showered to get the pool
chemicals off her skin, then got into bed, naked. She lay back with
her hands behind her head and reflected on the evening. She hadn’t
felt so relaxed for ages. And she had to admit to herself that it
had also been a pleasantly sexy outing. She glanced at her nipples,
which were erect. Yes, she thought, it had been really