Cassandra gave me the information I needed. I was really looking forward to implementing my plan, since I was determined to make some profound changes. Cassandra told me that Carrie lived in a sorority house on the end of campus. When I asked Cassandra why she didn't also live there, she told me that she wasn't very good friends with Carrie and that most of the girls in this sorority were all from rich families and therefore snobs.
The sorority house was a fairly nondescript 3-story building. It was tucked away in a part of the college's campus that didn't get a lot of foot traffic. This was also beneficial to my plans. The less amount of prying eyes the easier it would be.
There was a series of small steps leading up to the outer door of the house. When I got to the door I wasn't sure if there was any kind of special way needed to gain entry, so I just tried the door. It opened into a very small parlor room that was not much bigger than a walk-in closet. There was another door straight ahead. I tried this door, but found it locked. However, I did see a list of names with buttons next to them, so assumed they had a buzz-in system. I only saw one occurrence of the name "Carrie," and so pressed that button.
"Who is it?" a crackly voice answered a few seconds later.
I decided just to cut right to the chase. "I wish you would let me in and tell me what room is yours," I said.
"Third floor, room 304," the voice replied and I heard a buzzing noise on the door. I opened it and walked inside. The next room was a much bigger common room that had a lot of artwork on the walls, as well as several couches, an immense television set and other amenities you expect to find. I didn't care too much about the decor and went straight to the staircase. I ascended to the third floor and quickly found room 304.
Before I could knock on the closed door, it swung open and the attractive brunette from earlier in the day stood there. She was still naked, which almost made me chuckle. She looked at me quizzically and asked, "Do I know you?"
"No, I don't think so," I said. "But I have some things I'd like to discuss with you and wish you would invite me inside."
The look on her face didn't change but she stood back from the door and said, "Sure, come on in. You can sit on the chair right there," she said as she pointed to a vacant desk chair. I sat right down as she closed the door. "Now who are you?" she asked.
"My name is Joe," I said. "I go to the college here, but I don't think we have any of the same classes. I know your friend Cassandra, though."
"OK," she said. "So what do you need to discuss with me?"
"A few things," I said. "First of all, do you realize that you're naked?" She looked at herself and I saw a look of dreadful realization spread over her face. But, unexpected to me, she didn't freak out. She didn't yell, scream or protest at all. She just stared back at me. "Doesn't that seem...abnormal?" I asked.
"Eh, yes and no," she answered.
"Excuse me?" I asked, taken aback.
"I'm kind of free-spirited," she said. "If I'm alone in my room, I usually do strip down. But I guess I forgot to put something back on when you rang the bell. Not much use in freaking out about it though now, is there?"
I cleared my throat. "Well that surprises me that you'd take it so...easily," I said. "But I have to admit that you were naked long before that. Remember when you saw Cassandra on the street a few hours ago?"
"Yes," she answered.
"Well, both you and her became naked then," I explained. "With the help of this ring I have." I showed it to her. I then continued, "It grants wishes and after I unintentionally wished her naked, I wished you naked, too."
Now she looked a bit upset. "Just why did you do that?" she asked.
"I was being...I supposed you could say 'perverted,'" I replied.
"I would say so," she said. "But why didn't anyone react to me and Cassie being naked in public?"
I answered, "Because I wished for no one to think it abnormal. I didn't want to cause a scene. That would have been even worse to do."
"So why are you here now?" she asked.
"As it turns out, I do feel bad and I regret doing what I did," I said. "I already have explained this to Cassandra and made amends with her."
"How'd you do that?" she asked. "Grant her a wish?"
"Yes," I said. "More of a fantasy she could indulge in than anything, I suppose. And now I'd like to do the same for you."
She raised an eyebrow at me. "Really now?"
I nodded. "So what is your fantasy?" I asked. She gave me the same devious smile Cassandra had shown me earlier.