Jon thought about it hard... he could get into any girl's pants he could think of, but who to start with? A smile crept across Jon's face.
Five minutes later Jon had arrived in front of Sarah McMillan's house. He knocked on the door and thought hard about Sarah, and about what he wanted to do. He wanted to get into her pants. Jon felt the world shift a bit to the left as the door opened. and there stood Sarah, in all of her perfection.
"Jon? What are you doing?" she asked.
"Sarah, hey... I was wondering what you were doing today."
"Well, I wasn't..." Sarah stopped looking at Jon's crotch. Jon smiled, knowing the wish was working, she wanted him.
"Like what you see?" Jon flirted.
"Yeah, Jon." Sarah replied as she looked back at him, a smug smile on his face. "I do like what I see, although I liked them alot more when I was wearing them." she said condisendingly. Jon didn't know what she meant and looked down...
"Fuck..." was all he could say.
