Jon was distracted for a moment by Karyn's incredible outfit consisting of a pair of short denim pants and a white shirt that contained no bra underneath as her pointy nipples existed to testify. Certainly Jon had no regrets over Karyn's change of clothes following Mark's imposing of a little 'water-accident'.
'What are you staring at?' demanded Karyn, hands on her hips.
'Um, nothing, you just startled me that's all' protested Jon.
'Well, come on and spill......what's going on? because surprise you it may but I do NOT enjoy suddenly wetting myself in front of people'.
'For some people it's a fetish....' mumbled Jon to himself.
'WHAT WAS THAT?!'
'Nothing! certainly not me, that's for sure!'
Jon was starting to sweat, Karyn would certainly suspect his lie.....what else could he do? he couldn't use the stone on her.....no, they'd been friends for too long. AND he still had the hots for her........
'Well? are you going to tell me?' she sounded like a mother.
'It was Mark'
'You told that guy about the stone? what's wrong with you?'
'Hey, he's a good friend and he didn't betray me. But yes, he used the stone for....the effects you are experiencing'.
'I knew he was weird. When he was 14 he did nothing but stare at girls from a distance'.
'He's shy and insecure' said Jon defending him 'rejection does things to people'.
'Pass me the stone please' she said after a while. Jon handed it over willingly, thought he felt a traitor as he did.
'What are you going to do?' he asked. And a smile came to Karyn's full, feminine lips.
'I think I'm going to teach that little boy a lesson........' she said ominously.
