Unsure

Great. Just wonderful. There you were, staying with a woman you were hoping to spend more time with, faced with the dilemma of participating in a girls only trip. Sure, you could just leave if you wanted, but you’d already taken the time off, and that doesn’t set much better of an impression, pussying out like that. On the other hand though, you hadn’t dressed like a girl since. . . you didn’t even know when, and that was only a joke with Jenna and her friends, nothing like this.

Your confusion must’ve been apparent, because Andrea soon piped in. “You said you trusted me, right?”

“I mean, yeah, but-“

“And you do, right?” Andrea knew that you wouldn’t take something like that back. You knew it too.

“Yes”

“Then trust me. This will be fun, and I promise you, you will get the relaxing you need. I never break my promises.” Andrea looked you directly in the eyes while saying all this, like she was trying to read your soul. Her reassuring voice and trustworthy demeanor was hard to resist, and eventually you came to the conclusion that: