"Of course Joe, let's go sit at the kitchen table." Miss Parks led the way, her shorts plastered to her ass with sweat and more exotic fluids. We sat down and she figited as I talked about helping the old lady and getting the ring.
"That ring?" She asked,pointing at my hand. "May I look at it?"
"It doesn't come off." I lied. Miss parks leaned forward to examine it. As she did I enjoyed the view down her top. It was odd, though I'd seen them naked and been playing with them just minutes before I couldn't stop looking at the curves of her breasts.
"Does it--" Miss Parks started to ask me then stopped as she saw where I was staring. She let go of my hand and sat back. "Joe, I don't--"
"I wish you didn't mind me looking at your b--body." I almost said "boobs" but managed to find a more general term. Her expression was almost comical; she sat there with her mouth hanging open, then shut it and blushed suddenly.
"I felt that! When you made the wish, I felt myself stop caring that I'd exposed myself to one of my students! It's--you've been making wishes since I opened the door haven't you? And I've done everything you said to."
She stared into space for a moment, her hands were clutching eachother so tightly her knuckles shown white. "Earlier, down by the bus stop." She paused for a minute, looking down at her hands "I--my clothes disapeared, but only for a couple seconds. I thought I'd imagined it, but it was real, wasn't it? You did that to me."
She finally looked at me, she was trembling and her eyes looked glassy.
"Yes, but I didn't know it was you until after I did it! I mean, you were wearing that big hat-- I just wanted to see if the ring would work."
"I didn't notice you. I looked around, and there were other people nearby, but not you."
"I, um, wished you wouldn't see me." I lied. "I was afraid you'd get angry."
"Funny thing, I can't seem to get upset about knowing you saw me naked. Is that why you're here? to see me naked again?"
"No! Well, I mean, if you wanted to get naked I'd enjoy it, but I needed to talk with someone about all this."
"So you followed me home, and I didn't see you." She leaned forward, staring at me intently. "Did you follow me inside? Peep at me from one of the windows?"
I glanced down her top automatically and stammered, then silently wished she'd believe me and be unable to tell when I lied to her.
"I followed you, then stood outside trying to decide what to do, whether to bother you or, or just head back downtown."
"Thank you for being honest Joe." She stayed leaning towards me, watching me intently. "It's not a short walk from downtown to here, did you make any other wishes along the way?"
"Um," I looked down at the table trying to decide what to say next.