"Okay, Jon. I'll play along with your little game." Katie grinned. "Hmm... what do I wanna do? You don't want me to make a wish, right?"
Jon nodded; there was already a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. What would she do thinking it was just a game? "Please just give it back, Katie."
"What are you gonna do for me if I do that? Will you stop groping me when I've already told you I'm not that kind of girl?" Anger spread across her face as quick as a wildfire. He'd forgotten how quickly she could change gears. "Maybe I should just wish up some boobs of your own so you quit touching mine?"
She wouldn't really do that, he thought. Even in anger. "I promise, Katie, just give it back before you make a wish!" He was ashamed at the desperation in his own voice. The sweet, petite girl before him wasn't someone he'd thought he could fear.
"Don't you tell me what to do, Jon. I'll give it back when I'm ready." A cruel smile spread across her face; she seemed to think now that the power she held was real. It was, but she couldn't know that. He was quickly beginning to regret even speaking of it. "I wiiiiish..." She said, drawing it out as she saw his expression. "That you weeeeere..."
