Mutual understanding

"I wish you knew what this means to me!"

Jessica's eyes shot wide open, in response not only to the wave that shot through her, but also to the sudden knowledge of Ernest's feelings. "You-- you're afraid of going back to your old life if you give it back, aren't you?"

Ernest looked at her with a look of relief on his face. He hadn't been sure at all if his wish would work, seeing as the paper told him before that they were immune to mental changes -- but then again, his initial wish of knowing who the ring belonged to had also been granted, so knowledge seemed to be exempt from that restriction.

"Jess, I respect you as a person, and I don't want to do something I'd regret. But I can't just give all of this up either."

Jessica wasn't entirely convinced by that, "Oh sure, you 'respect me as a person'. Is that why you wished that 'orgasm-everytime-I-lied' thing on me? Or talked about me 'girl-jizzing' all over your living room? Or demanded to be one half of a 'power-couple'? I'm sure this is all just about me is it?"

"Jess, I didn't--"

"You didn't think, did you? Well if you really have to do this, at least consider how I feel about it for a moment! I wish you knew what this means to me!" She slumped back into the tub in exhaustion.

Ernest snapped his fingers, "Wait, I can just do that, right? Well, it seems the least I can do for you in this situation. I wish I knew what this means to you!"

The wish rushed through Jessica powerfully enough to make her arch her back, giving Ernest a delicious view of her breasts over the top of the bathtub. But right now, that was not on the front of his mind.

"Oh no, Jessica, I-- I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"

"You could make it so I can lie again without having to fucking orgasm, that would be nice. And if you really mean it, actually give me that ring back."

"Okay, I wish the orgasms when you're lying would go away. As for the ring..." he paused, then asked, "What if something happens to it? What if somebody like Brad takes it? No offense, but I don't think he'd stop for a second to consider how you feel about anything he'd do with it. With me, you at least have the assurance that I know your side of the story."

Jessica shuddered again, not only at the rush of the wish, but also at the thought that someone like Brad -- or even worse, someone like that rat Kevin -- could get at her ring. If only she could get it into the hands of someone she knew she could trust...

Her eyes lit up. Of course!

"How about we give it to Tiffany? She's my friend, and I know I can trust her. No offense, but I think you'd somehow betray me in the long run."