Rachel smiled again, she touched the girl's shoulder. "I know what you're thinking, Alina. Gosh… you sound like a girl having sex for the first time."
"Am I?" Alina looked down again, embarrassed.
Rachel nodded again. "I can say that your belief arises because of the sexual activity you do after a long time you no longer feel it. In other words, your hope is born from your imagination. I'm a doctor too, Alina, remember?"
Alina took a deep breath. Maybe Mrs. D was right, she thought. The hope that arose after she made love to Nathan Beardsley that night gave birth to hope that catapulted her imagination further.
Well, Mrs. D is right. I already look like a girl who is new to the pleasures of sex.
"So you–"