Lets start with friends

He was very much enamoured of the idea of her doing more exciting cosplay and maybe doing some saucy pictures but he couldn't escape his fascination with Diana. He was also still convinced that she was a troll. He didn't want to make a sweeping change to Sarah for him only to be humiliated as a dirty old perv chasing a woman half his age. He accepted that he was exactly that but if she had ill intent it could work out badly for him. What he wanted was to see more of her to gauge her behaviour. He reasoned that the only way for him to safely see more of her outside of spread out conventions was if they had a social connection. He couldn't make that connection because any attempt by him to contact her would be seen by both Sarah and Diana as an attempt to instigate relations. Therefore Sarah had to do it. It wasn't guaranteed to work but equally there was nothing to lose.

Tom held the coin and said "I wish Sarah would try to become close friends with Diana." He was used to the dip the shift in reality caused now and this one had almost been as mild as the last and then, nothing happened. Well of course it didn't, he hadn't wished them to already be friends but try and be friends so there was nothing to do but wait. He considered trying to make the boudoir wish now but remembered the coin would need to recharge so he shrugged, put the coin away and browsed the internet for a bit. Next ting he knew he was being dripped on by a soggy Sarah who was leaning over him looking at his desk. "Can I help you dearest?" he asked.

"Hmm. I was looking to see if you still had that piece of paper Diana gave you."

"Sure it's somewhere here." He knew exactly where it was but didn't want to look too keen so he made a show of looking for it. "Here it is." He handed it to Sarah. "What do you want it for anyway?"

"No reason, I just wanted to check out her stuff."

"Oh, okay then, Have fun."

"will do" and with that she disappeared with the piece of paper.

Tom was not sure he'd see it again but he had added her number to his computer contacts. A part of him was **** to follow her and check out what she was up to but he would find his creeping about hard to explain and besides, she was probably just checking out her online stuff as she said and this could take ages to come to fruition if it did at all so he went back to looking at nonsense online.

An hour or so later he headed into the kitchen to get a drink. As he passed through the living room he noticed Sarah was on the phone talking to someone. The conversation was fast paced and full of laughter and he couldn't help think his wife sounded like an excitable teen. He mimed a T symbol at her and she nodded. He made the tea and put it in front of her on the coffee table and said "Here you go love."

Sarah broke away from her conversation to say "Thanks." and dove right back into it "Yea, It's my dad."

What?

"No way I'm not going to pass the phone over, I have no idea what you'd say to him and I already told you I don't approve, leave my poor innocent father alone you hussy."

Holy shit, she's talking to Diana, that was fast.

"Oh my god, shut up he's standing right here, one second. Excuse me daddy I'm trying to have a girly conversation and I don't want you listening in just because she likes you." Sarah gave him a wink and shooed him away. "Anyway, as I was saying..."

Tom took his tea back to his desk and sat there wide eyed with shock at how fast that had transpired. Male friendships just didn't work like that. She can't have been talking that long and they sounded like age old pals. He sipped his tea and adjusted his stirring crotch, this was getting interesting.