Paula goes back to tell off Brad, to turn back.

Doing her best to fend off any thoughts about how this wasn't a big deal or even a good thing, Paula brainstormed. If acting like she might have been interested in Brad is what made her like this, maybe denying those feelings and acting against them would reverse it? Of course, that was kind of ridiculous, after all she was interested in Brad. Not as anything serious, but as a side-piece he was positively yummy...no! She was doing it again. Paula shook her head, as though it would physically dislodge the intrusive thoughts from her head, and while she was in her right mind she left her apartment again. This time, the area nearby wasn't deserted, as one of their elderly neighbors was out and about, getting her mail. Her eyes fell on Paula, then on her t-shirt, and she started giving Paula the look that made it clear she thought Paula was a whore.

Trying not to let that excite her, Paula walked up to Brad's door and knocked. After waiting for nearly a full minute, Brad appeared at the doorway, only half dressed. Apparently he'd failed to actually put on clothes after their last encounter, as recent as it had been. "Did you leave something behind?" Brad asked, putting a hand to his head in a way that perfectly showed off his bulging biceps, which naturally led Paula's eyes to his muscular chest. When Paula realized she'd been ogling him, she chastised herself. She had to do this right!