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I didn’t even have time to be scared. Despite taking my phone number, Amanda has not called me. However, the first time I was recovered enough to go out in the street, I was hit by a panic attack. I began twisting slightly as her fingers approached my recently deforested vulva. “Did you really think I wouldn’t find out about those?”

I blushed so hard I felt my face heat up to the roots of my hair. “You’re still the same person under the scars,” she said. I crumpled down in a shop doorway, literally struggling to breathe. At other times those same memories would be a cruel reminder of what I had no longer. Are you trying to cure my car-o-phobia by acclimatisation?”

“Exactly. One look at me and she knew something was wrong. “I was planning to give you one anyway. Is that all right?”

She wasn’t going to take no for an answer, so we finally went down to the ground floor car park.