have lunch with Ophelia

"Of course" You stammer out having never bee invited to join a beautiful girl for a meal before. Ophelia has to briefly meet with the professor so the two of you agree to meet in the dining hall. You find a table near a window peering out to the great forest surrounding the academy. Ophelia joins you shortly after apologizing for her tardiness. She's brought a boxed lunch and places a small bag of macaroons in the center of the table inviting you to help yourself. The two of you share a friendly conversation in which you share your humble backstory while learning of Ophelia's roots. The mature beauty explains that she originates from Spain, which explains her slight accent. The oldest daughter of a farmer and homemaker, she has five younger siblings, two of whom are in your class. Her magical score is a respectable 91 and she specializes in psionic and charm spells.

" How did you enjoy the lecture?" she asks.

" It was interesting..." You nervously poke at your food.

" It really is interesting to see what people will do for an orgasm." She starts laughing to herself. "Just wait till we get to the chapter on succubi, some guys are willing to shorten their own lifespans just to get laid for a night."

"Yeah" You awkwardly pretend to laugh as you reflect on your own desperation.

" So do you have a girlfriend?" She asks, her eyes carefully monitoring your reaction.

" Not at the moment." You respond. 'or ever..' you think to yourself. " How about you?"

" Yes, a fiancee back in Spain. He's an alchemist" She says in-between bites. You are quickly filled with disappointment but suddenly feel something bumping against your leg as you look down and see Ophelia's foot caressing against you making its way up your leg. " We do however have an understanding, given the distance between us."

" What uh..." Your knee shakes nervously as her foot grazes your inner thigh. "What sort of understanding?"