She bursts into laughter.

All at once Sarah exhales her held breath in a fit of laughter that sees her nearly bent double. She cackles incoherently while you can only stand there, feeling yourself turn redder and redder. When Sarah has finally recovered enough to **** words out she makes her feeling clear. "John, you're cute." She squeezes out between fits of giggles. "And you're fun to play with, but no I don't..." Before she can finish she breaks into another uncontrollable fit of laughter. After a few more seconds of loud laughing she regains some semblance of control and straightens up, wiping a tear from her eye before she finishes her sentence. "I don't have a crush on you."

Standing in front of her you feel humiliated, as if you had been the one confessing unrequited love and not the one asking the questions. "Well, you see Nicole said..." You stutter, lamely trying to save some face and shift blame to someone else. Your words just make Sarah howl with more laughter "Nicole?!" She screams, "She's the worst person you could ask, she only knew you had a crush on Miranda like a week ago." As Sarah points this out you blush deeper, realizing the truth to her words. Nicole was a smart, caring person but when it came to romantic stuff she was as observant as a brick. When you were both in high school she only believed Billy had a crush on her after the third time he tried to kiss her, of course she'd be as clueless when it came to other peoples love lives.

Even though Sarah is laughing at you, for a second everything seems right again. Like none of tonight's events had happened and you were just sharing a funny moment with a friend. You almost start laughing yourself at the absurdity of it all. But eventually Sarahs laughter dries and she straightens up, once more adopting the stance and demeanor of a conniving succubus.

"Oh, don't flatter yourself John." She sighs, drying her eyes again. " I didn't invite you here to confess my hidden love. I invited you here so we can discuss something more important. A new deal." She's been so devilish this evening that when she says 'a new deal' you can almost imagine her presenting you with a contract for your mortal soul, to be signed in blood.

Instead she presents this new contract verbally. " If you take this deal, I'll help you out. I'll do everything I can to make sure that you get to have sex with Miranda first." You don't say anything yet, that 'first' giving you plenty of cause for concern. Seeing that you're keeping quiet Sarah continues her explanation. "All you have to do is agree to share Miranda with Tom."

When she states the second part of the deal you can't help but frown. Not only is sharing Miranda with Tom like she was just a plaything unthinkable, the deal is considerably worse than the last. "Why would I ever agree to that?" You ask, incredulous. "At least this way you'll get to fuck her, and while she's spreading her legs for Tom I can keep you company." When she mewls those last words you again think about what Nicole said. In some ways it really does seem like Sarah is doing all this just to get with you.

As if reading your thoughts Sarah speaks again. "I can even act like I've got a crush on you if you'd like. We can hold hands and go for a walk on the beach while Miranda gets the fucking of a lifetime." She giggles and pushes her body against you even as you glare at her. The deal is obviously bad and you'd only take it if you had no confidence in yourself or Miranda, but, maybe you could lie to Sarah. Trick her into filling her half of the bargain, and then never follow through on the "sharing". Although there's no telling what the fallout from that could be.