"Yeah," she said, "you owe me for a blowjob and fuck."
Jon gritted his teeth. He had to fix this somehow.
"Say Karyn, when exactly did you become a... um... a..."
Karyn was walking around the room half naked looking for her clothes. Her body looked better than ever and it was a bit distracting to Jon.
"A what Jon? Spit it out."
"A... uh... well, a prostitute."
Karyn looked at Jon with confusion.
"What are you talking about Jon?"
"Karyn, you just asked me to pay you for sex."
"So?"
"So, that's what prostitutes do."
"What? I don't know what you're talking about Jon but everyone knows that I've been working at Bimbo Services Inc. since I was fifteen. I'm not sure what a prostitute is but if it means I get paid to service people, then I guess that's what I am. Why?"
"Karyn! You're not like that! I made a wish with the rock and it changed you!"
"Rock? What rock?! Jon, you're acting weird. I'm gonna go. I'll send you the bill."
"Where are you going?"
"Back to the office. If I'm late they'll fire me and honestly, I worked hard to get where I am. For some reason you're treating me as if I'm a custodian or something. Working at Bimbo Services is the best career a gal could hope for. My parents are proud and I sort of expected the same thing from you. Guess I was wrong."
With that, Karyn walked out the door. Jon knew he had to get to the bottom of this. What was Bimbo Services Inc?
