"Take off your shoes."
I thought about Jon's statement for a while. Why would I want to take off my shoes? I'm perfectly fine with them on. But then again, why DON'T I want to take off my shoes? I always feel MORE comfortable without shoes. In all honesty, I'm sitting in a nice living room with soft carpet so there's really no reason I should have my shoes on. I should take them off. Whether or not I'm feeling the effects of Jon's wish, I think removing my shoes is a good idea.
I casually untied my tennis shoes and tossed them behind Jon's couch.
Jon immediately chuckled to himself and everyone began to follow. I tried to act inconspicuous. I looked over at Pete and shrugged my shoulders. That's when he looked me right in the eye and said...
"I bet you'd like to take a steamy shower with me Vickie."
I watched as Karyn slapped Pete's arm with disgust. I was thankful she was looking out for me. I rolled my eyes at Pete and he frowned. He seemd upset that I didn't jump him and drag him to a shower right then and there. Truthfully, I wanted to and I was doing my absolute best to keep my inner feelings from showing. I was feeling a little burning ember softly glowing inside my mind. Slowly that ember blossomed into a fire and then into a roaring blaze. Images of Pete soaping my wet body down began to flood my head. I bit my bottom lip and tried to contain myself.
"Who gets the next wish Jon," I asked, "let's move on!"
Everyone seemed to be looking at me. My hands were clenching the sides of my skirt and my nipples were getting hard. I tried to avoid eye contact with Pete but I found myself glancing at him. I couldn't help it. I'd never thought of Pete in that way before. In fact, I'd always thought Pete was a sleazy jerk. But all of sudden that didn't matter. I was seeing Pete in a different light now. Taking a shower with him sounded great. I mean, I had a perfectly logical reason for this. I was definitely a little dirty from cheerleading practice. Pete's house was closer than mine. I couldn't shower at Jon's because everyone was hanging out there. Pete's house had the closest shower. Maybe I could flirt with him a bit so he'd let me use his shower. Heck, maybe I could convince him to jump in the shower with me! Then I could see that tiny prick of his and make fun of him tomorrow at school!
I flipped my hair behind my shoulders and smiled at Pete. He laughed and I immediately began to giggle. Pete can be so mischievous sometimes.
I continued to giggle like a bimbo when I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Tim. He reached over to me and whispered into my ear....
"Hey Vickie...
