"Oh, Mom you didn't!" Jon squealed, half turning towards Susan McMillan as she did so. She couldn't actually see the woman, due to the cucumbers on her eyes, but she knew the other golden haired goddess was reclined in the seat next to hers.
"Well don't tell your father," Susan teased, "but yes, the girls of Delta Nu got up to a fair amount of 'experimenting' back in college." The supposed mother and daughter pair, after getting their nails done that afternoon, had decided to stop by Susan's favorite spa for, as she termed it, "a little refresh." Susan and the real Sarah were regular customers here, but for Jon it had been an entirely novel, but so far, very enjoyable experience.
Actually, getting her nails done had been enjoyable too! It just felt nice to be pampered, and her new white tipped ruby red nails were frickin hot. She's always admired Sarah's beauty from afar, but it felt sooooo different to be the one wearing it. However, her biggest takeaway from the day was how wonderful 'her' new mom was.
"Anyway, that's enough college stories for today," Susan continued as two attendants massaged her and Jon's feet. "How are you doing, Sarahkins?" Her voice was laced with concern, "are you sure you don't want your father and I to have a word with the Meadows about their son's awful behavior?" Jon had related a version of her breakup to Susan earlier in the afternoon.
"I'm a big girl, mom," Jon replied with a smile, "I don't need daddy to ruin Biff or anything. The loser isn't worth the trouble anyway." Still, she was touched Susan had made the offer. If Jon had ever managed to get a girlfriend to get cheated on with in her old body, she was pretty sure all Linda Gibson would say would be something like "buck up and don't worry about it Jon, and oh, can you rake the leaves?"
"You'll find someone so much better, I'm sure of it," Susan said confidently.
Jon blinked as the attendant removed the cucumbers. She still wasn't used to the two orbs that were immediately at the bottom peripheral of her vision, but she was increasingly pleased by the sight. Am I getting too comfortable here? She shook off the thought. She knew she had to do her best to assimilate as much of Sarah's habits, traits, and so on to successfully pretend to be her, and this was all just part of that.
She'd been worried about bluffing Sarah's mom during so much one on one time, but so far it had gone well. Actually, it had gone great. Mrs. McMillan was just so nice, and attentive, and actually interested in Jon's life. Okay, she was technically interested in Sarah's life, but for the moment Jon was the one living it, and she couldn't help but enjoy being the McMillan daughter. Her own mom, Linda, hardly ever had time for her, and when she did, it was to get Jon to do some chore or another, not take her to a spa.
The comparison wasn't really a fair one. Linda Gibson was a working single mother of three kids, and Susan McMillan was a rich stay at home mom of just one, and that was before you factored in one of Karyn's wishes essentially fixing the drifting relationship between Susan and Sarah and ensuring both McMillan parents would always support their apparent daughter. Jon wasn't thinking about any of that thought, instead just relishing in suddenly being mommy and daddy's pampered princess for a change. She felt like she could say anything and Mrs. McMillan would be on her side.
A certain redhead passed through her thoughts and she replied, "I think I actually might have found someone already..." Maybe she was riding high on how everything had seemed to work out with her plan to split from Biff before he could become suspicious of her Sarah performance, or maybe she was just emboldened by Susan's playful talk of her 'experiments' in college, but Jon made an impulsive decision: 'Sarah McMillan' was about to come out as bisexual.
I swear to god, when I get my body back, I am going to make this woman pay, Sarah swore as he scrubbed the floor of the Gibson kitchen with an old mop. The idiot whose body he currently wore's idiot little brother had shook up a bottle of soda before the goth twerp opened it, getting it all over the floor and somehow Sarah was the one stuck cleaning it up.
In truth, Linda Gibson relied on her oldest child a lot because he was easily best behaved and she needed help around the house, but Sarah wasn't used to doing household chores of any kind. That was maid work! He pouted, a very strange expression on his current face, as he finished cleaning, his thoughts turning to the long list of people who were gong to rue the day when whatever this shit was wore off and he got his beautiful body back. Gibson, Black, The Goth, that backstabber Tiffany, Gibson's cow of a mother, they're all going to pay.
He sighed, at least nothing as dramatic as Jon breaking up with Biff had happened today. With any luck they'd get to the end of this without the idiot doing any more permanent damage.
