“Shall we try again?” she asked.
Giles nodded sheepishly feeling intensively self-conscious without his glasses. He couldn’t help but see that the most beautiful woman in the world was mere inches from his face and staring into his eyes and smiling encouragement. She wore no perfume and he found her natural smell powerfully seductive as she lowered the lights around them. He just needed to focus on the task in hand.
She snapped her chair away, flicked a switch and lit up the far wall.
“Now, can you make out any of the letters on the top line, Mr Giles?”