"Whatever," Lydia Warren scoffed. "You two can be as gay as you want. I'm going to go let my girlfriend pound my pussy." Then she left.
Well, that settled it. She was definitely a lesbian. It seemed that she and Steve had not only traded sexual preferences, but also attitudes, as Lydia spoke and behaved with Steve's crudeness, and Steve spoke and behaved with Lydia's soft femininity. He had to wonder if Lydia was even still an elementary school teacher anymore, given her new personality. Steve certainly couldn't have been a jock anymore.
Jon looked back over at Steve, who held him tight in his arms. He had to admit that this felt good. The flirty personality Jon had gotten from his aunt was fighting his instinct to get out of there. He discretely put his hand in the front of Steve's bicycle shorts.
He whispered in Steve's ear "Meet me later. After school. I can feel how excited you are, but you are just going to have to wait. Good things come to those who wait, you know?"
Steve shyly nodded and released his embrace.
Jon walked away relieved. He had managed to satisfy both urges, playing the flirty tease while getting himself out of there.
But there was something that had slipped his mind, apparently.
"Hey, fag. Where the hell do you think you're going?" a voice yelled. "We're not done with you and your boyfriend yet." Someone grabbed hold of him from behind, then practically threw him back over by Steve.
Jon had forgotten about Steve's two (now former, it seemed) jock buddies. They were Randy Goodman and Mike "Moose" Mathews. And they didn't call Mike "Moose" for nothing. Jon feared for his life, as did the new Steve, who was actually hiding behind Jon, as if Jon was the who was supposed to protect him from the bullies. Steve really was a sissy now, wasn't he?
He had to get out of there, although part of him wondered if maybe a personality change for Mike and Randy might not be such a bad thing. But Jon had no control over what happened. What if they became more dangerous?
