“Did I say something?

I said, and for a moment I wondered if I should turn back. The way Erestica looked at me was strange. It was different, very different.

Whereas I usually felt embarrassed when she asked me to do something like that, I felt like she was openly lusting after me. Her gaze was sticky, as if she were eating me up, and it clung to every inch of my body.

They seemed to linger on one part in particular.

“So, you're asking for a favor?”

But I'd come this far, and it was a lost cause. Erestica …