Tell her you don't want to

You get the feeling Candy just wants to release her pent-up sexual frustration on you. The both of you are still sitting on the wet floor right next to each other, each of you facing the opposite way. And you're still naked. "Maybe I just don't want to fuck around with someone I just met?", you tell her. Sure, you may have fucked around with Red and Sylvester, but that was for money.

"Pussy", she states, sticking out her tongue at you. She really doesn't seem deterred by your resistance to her advances. She leans sideways, closer towards your nude form. "Come on. Can't you tell where this is going?", she whispers as the lustful gaze returns in her eyes.

"No!", you exclaim, nudging her away from you with the palm of your hand. "No. I can't! You're very strange", you tell her, getting more and more confused and frustrated by her behavior.

"Damn right I am", she answers, not seeming to take any insult to that. "I know you want to see what's under here", she says playfully, raising her hands to teasingly slide the straps of her bodysuit down from her shoulders. She pauses to look at you, and seems disappointed to see that she's not tempting you into action.

You simply stare at her, before shaking your head slowly. "Why are you so focused on having sex with me?", you ask her again, really not feeling comfortable with going through with this.

"Because it feels good. And I like feeling good", she answers, continuing to lower the bodysuit a little more in a last ditch attempt to entice you. "So, do you want to see my tits, or not?"

You take a deep breath, before turning your head away. "I'd rather just talk, honestly", you tell her. Candy seems friendly, perhaps overly so - but you'd really like find out more about her first before you'd even consider having intercourse with her. You haven't even ever really decided if you're truly attracted to girls in that way.

"Seriously?", she asks in surprise, her arms slumping to her sides in defeat.

"Seriously", you answer. This is all moving a bit too fast for you; too much happening in one day. "Let's first get to know each other a little better", you tell her in a gentle tone, trying not to give her any false hopes. "Then... Uh... we can go from there"

Candy wraps her arms around her legs again and stares back at her feet. "If you say so", she resigns. "So... Tell me about yourself". You can see by her pose that her feelings have been hurt somehow, but you start telling her about how you grew up in a small town before moving to the city for the University. You explain how you kind of dropped out when you lost the motivation for it and wanted something different. Lastly, you tell her how you ended up working here, your encounter with Red, and how you desperately needed the money.

All the while Candy nods in quiet understanding, staring at her feet while she listens to you without asking any questions. When you're done, she doesn't seem all that eager to tell her much about herself in turn. But she does mention how she's been a regular here for a while now, ending up working at the studio closely after her eighteenth birthday, in a **** attempt to get away from her home town and start her own life.

"Why, what was wrong with your home town?", you ask her sympathetically.

"Oh, not much...", she replies, but her tone betrays otherwise. "It's... just filled with shitty people". She looks away, really not seeming comfortable discussing this topic. "You know, people I'm related to", she adds quickly and almost in a whisper. She takes a deep breath before looking back at you.

You go quiet for a moment as she continues looking at you intently. "What?", you eventually ask her, unnerved by her staring.

"Nothing. I just think it's cute. The way you pretend to care", she says in a soft, sweet voice. You seem to have made her feel very ****.