"I wish every guy here but me would fall asleep for fifteen minutes," Jimmy muttered under his breath, still uncertain if anything would happen. It did. Every other male was soon lightly snoring in their seats. "Wow," he said with amazement. The possibilities were truly endless.
"You can stop that, ma'am," he said to Jon, who was still sucking on Joel's penis.
"Yes, master," she said gratefully as she pulled away. She then stood and curtsied.
"And you can stop dancing," he said to Karyn, who was gyrating against a sleeping party goer.
"Yes, master," Karyn repeated, curtsying as well.
"I'm sorry about this, girls," he sighed. "You're free to go, now. Wherever you want to go."
"Oh thank God!" Jon declared. She hurriedly tried to find her clothes.
"I almost screwed that bastard," Karyn said in disgust as she dressed.
"Almost!" Jon cried. "You're at least supposed to be..." ...a girl, he left out, not wanting this guy to know.
Reddening, Jimmy averted his eyes. He shouldn't have watched them as long as he did. He shouldn't even be there anymore. He pocketed the rock and turned to leave.
"Wait!" Jon cried. She dropped her remaining clothes, and ran to cut him off. "We need it!"
"No," Jimmy shook his head. He wouldn't let these women be turned into sex slaves, but there was no way he'd let go of something that powerful. "I don't know exactly what Joel did to you, but this rock is not the answer. Now, I wish you'd clean up and go home." He left the apartment, singing I Feel Good under his breath.
