"Wait. Stop. Get off me!" Jon yelled, pushing Biff off of him.
"What?" he asked, both angry and confused. "Don't you like me?"
"Are you kidding me? How could I like someone like ..." He trailed off. "Why didn't my wish work right?" he muttered to himself. Jon looked down at the stone in his hand. It looked the same as it did when he got it in the mail ... at least he thought it looked the same.
"Put that stupid rock down and just let me fuck you," Biff said, breaking Jon out of his thoughts.
"No," Jon said, forcefully. "You're a guy."
"So?" he asked. Then he smiled and approached him. "Maybe I've been too aggressive. Maybe if we take it slow ..."
"No! I wish ..."
