She smiled softly at the girl, shaking her head. "Having your hair pulled a little while you're ... well, while you're having sex," she said softly, "is a lot different than someone just coming by and yanking a braid, dear. It's a lot more...."
How in the word should she describe it to the girl. "... the next time you're....." She was assuming that the girl did touch herself. What if she hadn't? "Well, I assume you know that boys can bring themselves off with their hands.... Girls can do the same thing. Take a hot shower or bath and sort of explore a little bit. See what feels good to you."
She was flushing furiously and she could feel the moisture collecting on her folds. The girls was so sweet, so .... "Have you ever done something like that? Played with yourself?" She was trying so hard to keep it clinical and detatched, but she could see Padma lying on the bed with her hand between her thighs. The girl could even be in her old bed for God's sake! Aurora slid from the couch and fussed around a little in the kitchen. "... I find," she told her as she poured a glass of wine for herself, "that when I'm tense a nice glass of red wine, a hot bath, and my hand can give me a whole new outlook on tomorrow." She set an empty glass next to Padma and then the bottle between them. "Help yourself if you'd like."