Karyn shifted slowly from foot to foot trying to decide what to do. In his eyes she could see all of the ire and anxiety that he was feeling. She knew that if she didn't play her cards exactly right, she wasn't going to get out of this one unchanged. On one hand, she didn't really give a rat's ass what happened to Sarah. If that blond bimbo was dumb enough to wish herself into this situation, then she could deal with it on her own. On the other hand, leaving the wishing stone in the hands of her... husband, didn't seem like such a good idea either. And she had to admit to herself that they needed Sarah. If nothing else, they needed to know what wish she'd made that had made Jon forget about the stone. Finding out exactly how she'd worded it was the only way of knowing if they could augment the wish and work around it.
"Well," the angry farmer said, "I'm waiting." He paused, holding onto the stone with the same sense of menace that another farmer might hold onto a twelve gauge. In Karyn's eyes it was just as dangerous, possibly more so. The twelve gauge could only kill you. There was no limit to what he could do to her with the stone. "If I don't get an answer out of you, and it had better be one I like, I'll make you wish you never existed."
She glanced at Sarah, who just looked beside herself with worry and guilt. There wasn't going to be any help there. Well, he certainly wasn't going to like the truth, so Karyn couldn't tell him that. It was only when she caught his eyes drifting up and down her body, pausing momentarily on her wish enhanced bust, that an idea began to form in her mind. It was stupid, humiliating, and even thinking about it disgusted her, but what choice did she have? Glancing at Sarah, tossing her a "Go with it" look, she turned back toward the farmer.
A warm smile crossed her lips.
Here goes, she thought. Let's hope that year of drama you took was time well spent. She tilted her head and brushed her long blond hair back over her shoulders. Stretching, making sure she arched her back and thrust her chest out, she began to speak.
"You're wife wished me here as a wedding gift," a seductive smile crossed her lips, "Kind of a honeymoon surprise." She turned toward Sarah, "Isn't that right?"
"This true Joan?" he asked, his eyes scrutinizing every detail of her response. "You really do that?"
Joan? Karyn thought. She found herself wondering why Sarah had changed her name, but she could find out later. Right now, they just had to play this out long enough for Karyn to get her hands on the stone.
Joan just nodded. It wasn't the most convincing bout of lying Karyn had ever seen, but his posture seemed to indicate he was buying it. Slowly walking toward him, allowing her hips to sway from side to side as she approached, a shiver of revulsion sped up her spine as she pulled her shirt up and over her head, dropping it on the ground. Her large breasts, encased in the simple black bra she'd been wearing, created more than enough cleavage to draw his attention. Karyn felt dirty.
Sarah was going to pay for this when they got out of this situation.
"Hold it right there," he said, his eyes narrowing a bit. Adrenaline rushing through her body, she still managed to stop in place, afraid of what might happen if she didn't.
There was silence for a moment, and he seemed to be going over something in his head. Finally, he spoke again.
His attention turned back toward his new wife, he said, "That's awful thoughtful of you honey. I ain't never had no threesome before." His posture seemed to relax a little. A devious smile crossed his lips and he walked over to an old chair on the edge of the room. Sitting down, clutching the rock firmly in hand, his smile grew.
He looked from Joan to Karyn, and then back again. "Why don't you two start with a little show, help ta get me in the mood."
Karyn locked eyes with Joan. If they didn't do this, there was no hope of getting close enough to get the rock, but Karyn definitely wasn't a lesbian, or even bisexual for that matter. She'd never been attracted to another girl in her life and Sarah the bitch was definitely not an exception.
Still, if she did anything that this asshole didn't like, Karyn had no way of knowing how much he could hurt her. Given the way he'd spoken to Joan earlier, having said he wished her to love and obey him, she had a feeling that the other blond would go along with it.
What to do though? She didn't have time to hesitate. Whatever she was going to do, she'd have to do it now.
Making up her mind, Karyn decided to...
