Jon fingered the stone in his pocket with his sweaty hand. Karyn's mother had always intimidated him, and this confrontation wasn't helping. As she approached him, with her right palm out (obviously looking for him to place the wishing rock into it) he noticed that Karyn's wish for blond hair and big boobs had affected her mother as well; he guessed that the traits were now genetic. He silently wondered what Karyn's older sister now looked like.
"Now, mister!" She was now standing right in front of him. He could smell the vanilla lip balm she was wearing. The rock felt cold in his slick palm. Temptation grew.
"I... uh... I'll get it..." Jon tried to back up, but stumbled on his own nervous feet, catching himself with his free hand on the wall, right hand tightening on the rock.
Karyn's big boobed mother kept pace, face to his, and poked him in the chest. "No funny business, mister! You hand that thing over."
Before he had realized what he was doing, he pulled the rock out of his pocket and replied to his best friend's mother, "I wish you would..."
