Though it pains you, be the friend.

Numerous suggestive lines run through your mind but in the end you decided to do what's right, even though it pains to white-knight-it and put yourself in the friend zone.

“Nah,” you give a resigned nod. “You're one of the kindest persons I have ever met. We all have erotic fantasizes, it's normal. I don't know much about the Jewish faith, however, so if the game is messing with your religious convictions, though I would hate to lose you, you might want to rethink playing, or at least talk with your rabbi.”

“Oh.” Sandra looks a bit surprised and quite sheepish at your answer. “I heard my rabbi mention more then once in one of his derashot that he use to play D&D back in the day.” She answers, “I don't think the game is the problem and I really enjoy playing with you and your friends. The problem is this weird fantasy fetish I've had since watching that movie. My rabbi is a great guy but I would just die confessing that to him."

“Fetishes are normal. Is there a more mature woman in the synagogue you could chat with?” You play the pop-psychologist while trying to ignore the fact you find this whole conversation strangely erotic. “Your rabbi's wife? Rabbis can marry, right?”

“Yes.” Sandra nods. “There are several women in the shul that I trust.” The buxom brunette's eyes wander, pondering a bit, before she looks at you with the soul melting warm smile. Sitting down next to you on the couch she gently touches your hand which stimulates you greatly. “You said, everyone has fantasies and fetishes, do you?”

“Yeah. Of course.” You're able to remain cool.

“Like what?” You're amazed how a woman who such a buxom pornstar figure, can ask such salacious question, yet with such an innocent demeanor.

“Well, um.” You stutter a bit which causes the brown-eyed beauty to blush.

“I'm sorry to be so forward,” Sandra apologizes, “but if someone like you has a dark side, it would help to hear that story. Could you tell me what haunts your dreams?”