"I've never heard of that. How do you do it?"
Cecilia Adler explained briefly.
Ian Quincy shot up in alarm. "Don't you dare." When she pinched him hard, the spot would still ache half an hour later. 'If she steps on me,' he thought, 'it'll probably hurt until tomorrow.'
Cecilia said, "Why are you so nervous? I won't do it, then."
Hearing this, Ian Quincy finally lay back down on his stomach. Cecilia Adler made a light fist and gently pounded his back. "Is this pressure okay?"
"A little harder... Mmm, just like that... Mmm... That's much better."
"I'm begging you, stop moaning. If someone hears, they'll get the wrong idea again." Cecilia was both annoyed and exasperated with him, but there was nothing she could do.
"It's an involuntary sound, just like when you..." Ian Quincy stopped mid-sentence when she shot him a glare, and he clamped his mouth shut.
