Chapter Twenty-Two
Early 2000
For the next few months at university, Gemma saw Zoe at least once or twice a week. It was good – more than good; it was great because Gemma wasn’t confused anymore. Her life was on track; and she had no reason to feel guilty about her sexuality. Zoe was more than a lover; she was a friend too.
Most of all Gemma felt a new surge of confidence in herself. Her n*****s had stopped being tender after a couple of weeks – she’d been fanatical about keeping everything clean, and hadn’t experienced any signs of infection. Her clit piercing had gone brilliantly. Of course she’d been better prepared mentally for it; and two weeks to the day after the n****e job she’d shown up in Tash’s studio determined to get it done. It was only a few days before the Christmas vaca
