In a little while, Cysma retraced his steps and found his way back to the nymph. "Daphne, I did it!" He proclaimed proudly, waving the golden acorn over his head.
"Of course!" Cysma said. "Just wanted to make sure you were paying attention." He laughed nervously and dug up the golden peach in question from his Bag of Holding, presenting it to her.
"Well, um..." Cysma blushed a bit. "They say that a nymph's beauty could blind you. I was sort of wondering if that were true in any sense of the word..."
"Really?" Cysma asked. "Well, what would happen if you were to remove those leaves of yours?" He said, wondering if she would get what he is suggesting.
"Well if I didn't want you touching me, you would probably be struck down by lighting, if I did want you to, well....thats for you to find out" she said smirking.
Daphne giggled and seemed to jump in the air, her perky breasts bouncing and she turned and began to walk away, becoming him to follow, her cute but sashaying as he walked deeper into the forest to a more secluded area.