No more for me, thanks.

I really hate to let this opportunity pass me by, but I said to her, "I'm sorry you felt lonely and sad, but I just wanted to cheer you up. But this...?" I gestured to her nearly naked form. She then covered up, feeling self-conscious.

"Is it because I wear glasses? Aren't I sexy enough?" She started getting upset again, so I said,

"You got the wrong idea. I do like you, and damn you look sexy right now." But I explained that he wasn't sure what happened to her. So she explained everything: After he said 'I wish' and made it sound like he was ordering her, she liked the idea of being admired for her brains, and secretly wanted someone to like her body too. And when she felt a mysterious **** control her for but a moment, that was when her erotic parts got stimulated; she loves mysteries, and mine seemed to be the ultimate. I then held her shoulders, saying he doesn't have to be a mystery to her for long. "How about some coffee tomorrow? We can start over."

"Sounds good," she smiled. I actually said that I wanted to solve the mystery that was her life, as well. She giggled about that, and then asked to get dressed for bed. I nodded, leaving her place and walked back home to start the next day fresh. 'What a weird time...' I thought, but it would give me something to jerk off to for the future, if I'm lucky.