Many hours later, Jon was finished cleaning the house. She didn't know whose house it was, but it was big, and the work would normally have made anyone incredibly tired, but Jon, as a cyborg, wouldn't tire like that. The stone was nowhere to be found and probably was at Jon's own home, far out of reach. She returned to Mr. Johnson, where Mikey--or Mikey's girl body, anyway--already stood.
"Stand still," said Mr. Johnson.
Jon, helpless, obeyed the command.
A few minutes later, Karyn entered the room, looking pretty much like usual, but wearing an apron. She walked back and forth between the dining room and the kitchen, and finished serving food at a table.
"Karyn, Mikey, walk into the closet and turn off," said Mr. Johnson. They obeyed, though Jon could see the helplessness in Karyn's face.
"Now, come with me, Monique," said Mr. Johnson.
Mr. Johnson led Jon into another room.
"You may speak," said Mr. Johnson.
"Sir!" exclaimed Jon. She couldn't really yell--somehow she felt compelled to be polite towards this man. "Why are you making me do things I don't want to do?"
"You know the contract, Monique" replied Mr. Johnson. "We get to use your bodies for anything we want until you're past high school age. You've got two more years. Don't worry, we'll keep to the deal--we're an ethical company. Of course, there are always more cyborgs to take your places, like your brother back in the closet. Until then, we can do anything we want."
Jon wanted to say "Give me a break", but what he ended up saying was "Sir, must we be unhappy?"
Mr. Johnson laughed. "Of course not." He pulled out a pad, that looked like a remote control with more buttons. "The next order, my beautiful Monique, I'll see that you enjoy obeying and want to do voluntarily." He pressed some buttons.
As soon as Mr. Johnson pressed the buttons, Jon felt different. She couldn't even think of his sudden desire as an order. She vaguely knew that it was a new desire, but she didn't think about it as something she was being forced to do. It was just something Jon wanted to do, and she was glad that she wasn't being commanded to force her to act against her will. Jon, happily, began to....
