I'll give her just the minimum. (Pink Trigger's Power >239)

I glanced at the rest of the things I'd picked up, then put most of them back. It'd be a little indecent if I revealed I'd gone through her underwear drawer, right? It's probably less embarrassing if I just give her a shirt and skirt. That way, she can come out and get the rest herself.

Those were my oh-so-noble intentions, but she still sounded a little upset when I handed just those items in. "Eh? Oh... Oh right, you can't just hand me my und- err, my other stuff, huh... Okay. I'll change into this, then get the rest... You've gotta promise not to look, though."

Sure, Jessica. Cross my heart and hope to die as soon as this very night. Ah, sorry. That's how they say the expression in Germany.

Now, I took the chair from where Jessica had been studying before and turned it to face where she'd now appear. But, of course, I shut my eyes so I wouldn't see her. Well, maybe juuust a peek... but nothing more.

So it was that I was nearly blind when Jessica re-appeared from the bathroom, poking just her head out first to make sure I was honoring my word. When she saw I was (more or less), she emerged, dressed in her un-tucked button up white shirt and her red miniskirt. While this outfit wasn't much more exposing than her usual, the idea that she was probably going commando underneath give it an entirely different appeal. Of course, I made an effort to appear indifferent, as though I wasn't looking at all.

Jessica first went to the closet and grabbed her hanging jacket. This probably wasn't because it was the most important thing, but because it was the furthest element from me. Working up some more courage, she approached the chest of drawers next to me that held her underwear and stockings.

"You're not peeking, right?" she asked me, just as my eyes were straining slightly more open. I shut them tight again and promised I wasn't. I had to imagine her pouting, doubtful expression as she approached the drawer and reached first for the stockings, which she kept up high... and then, for the underwear drawer, which was lower. In order to accomplish that, she had to kneel.

This was my chance. Turning my head as little as possible, I opened my eyes to glance alongside me...

And found Jessica crouching beside me, facing me. She had her hand pressing her skirt down in front of her legs so nothing indecent would show, and the peaks of her perky chest were visible as texture below her dress shirt. She was wearing a big grin, even though she looked a little embarrassed. "Okay! That's zero points for Mr. Player!" She rose carefully and straightened her skirt. "I knew you'd peek... you've got a totally pervy aura, you know? But I'm satisfied. That just means I've got some charm as a woman, after all."

Right now, I felt she had more than a little charm as a woman. Seeing that body, at my perfect ideal where youth becomes maturity, I felt a maddening desire to simply pounce and see what would happen.

She peered down into the underwear drawer and lowered her eyebrows, giving me a flatter grin. "Oh? Some of my underwear rearranged itself since I last looked in here. Is that supposed to be the witch's trick?"

I shrugged half-heartedly, unable to properly think to come up with a defense.

"Mmm... I think, then, that witch of ours is telling me she wants me to wear... this pair, huh?" She pulled out the alluring pink showcase pair I had put back earlier, unthinkingly left on top of the others. She held it up for me to see, pinching the panties with a pair of fingers at each side.

I asked the question, helpless to stop myself from it. Jessica... have you always been this confident in your sex appeal? You must have known you were sexy since the beginning, but your attitude seemed to change.

"Huh?" she asked, crossing her arms as though it was an odd question. "Mr. Player, I just got the feeling you were treating me like a girl you could tease. I'm reminding you I'm a woman, okay?" She gave me a sensual smile while leaning down towards me... then raised a fist to just below my chin. "I'm a grown woman that'll kick your ass if you try anything funny around me. Got it?"

I nodded quickly.

She smiled and turned, carrying her things back towards the bathroom. "Be good, I gotta finish getting changed."

I watched that tiny skirt sway as she moved away. Ah, Jessica...

When you act tough like that, I love you even more.

And when you act tough like that... I feel like I have to tease you! You can't grow up too fast, okay? Just fast enough! I drew my Pink Trigger as a revolver and fired a quick round at Jessica's feet. Naturally, this didn't hurt her, but the impact caused her to trip, dropping the pile of clothes all around her and landing in an undignified pose with her ass in the air. Her shirt slid up so that most of her back was visible. More importantly, the skirt wasn't hiding anything in this pose. Her entire ass and womanhood were on full display, including the curly blonde hairs between her legs.

My goodness, you're so clumsy, Jessica!

"Uuuaaaah! Mr. Player, you big dummy! You looked, didn't you?!" she cried, whirling around at me with her fists raised and tears in her eyes. "And I was trying so hard...!"

The door unlocked, and Kanon peeked in. "Milady, I heard a crash...! Milady?!" That servant's eyes fell upon the pile of clothes and underwear on the floor, then on Jessica, who (while now more decently posed) was still obviously wearing only a fraction of her clothing.

"Aaaaah! Mr. Player, I'm gonna die! I'm taking you with me, dammit!!" She rushed towards me and... tripped on her jacket on the floor. In an ironic repeat, she fell on her face again. Only, this time, it was on top of me. While I'd ordinarily love this situation, I hadn't been prepared for it, and my seat rocked back from the impact. I felt my world go dark as my head thumped on the floor.

...

... After that, my eyes opened once to see Kanon in the infirmary at the mansion. Then, as my eyes grew heavy once more, I heard screams... felt a sharp pang in my chest... and then, I never opened my eyes again.

That was fine. Opening them before had gotten me in big trouble with Jessica, after all.