"Biff?" Jon hesitantly asked.
Biff yawned, then opened his eyes. And then he smiled. "Hi, Jon," he said, pleasantly. Then he pulled the covers off of himself and sat up, completely exposing his naked body.
Jon turned around, not wanting to see him.
"Jon?" Biff asked, clearly confused. "What's wrong?"
"Can you please cover yourself up?" Jon asked him.
"Why? You didn't have a problem with it last night when we ..."
Jon covered his ears. He didn't want to hear it. By now it was obvious that this had something to do with his vague wish, but why couldn't have been a hot girl like Tiffany Sanders or Melissa Smith? Why did the stone choose Biff Meadows of all people? He was a guy! And now because of Jon's stupid wish, he was gay.
He felt Biff grab his arms and pull them away from his ears, then he reached around Jon's body and grabbed his chest, pulling him close to him. Jon could feel his back touching Biff's warm and muscular chest. "Come on. We have enough time. You could show me that new move you wanted to try last night."
Jon had never felt so revolted in his life. Why was the stone doing this to him?
