Britta had to keep herself from laughing over how easy this conquest was going to be. He wasn't putting up much of a fight, but then most of them didn't. Oh, there were a few who had a war with their moral conscience, but in the end, the thought of being with her won out. She may have to deal with a tag-along lovesick puppy for a few weeks, but once she started to ignore him completely, he'd get the clue and leave her alone.
She grinned at him, seriously impressed by his naivete. "No, I can't really tell fortunes. I've just got a feeling about you." She winked and then proceeded to undress for her dip in the pond. He was so cute and fumbly. When she came up for air, she grinned at him and gestured with her head. "C'mon in, the water is actually pretty great. And don't worry, there aren't any fish who will nibble on your toes." She made a point to glance at the crotch of his pants where she could see the slight hint of a bulge building.
This made her grin even more. "C'mon. In order to have a lucky day you're gonna have to fulfill some requirements. One of them is skinny dipping. The others I'll tell you about later." She pushed the water out of her hair, smoothing her dark hair down on her scalp and letting it plaster against the delicate skin of her neck.