Just then, Sarah heard Jon coming back up the stairs. "Damn." She muttered, looking for somewhere to hide the stone. Foolishly she had worn a dress with no pockets. With seconds to spare she pulled out the front of her dress and nestled the rock in between her ample breasts. No one would find it there, at least, not without her permission.
Jon came back in a sat back down on the floor. "Here you go. We only had Coke, hope that's okay."
"Sure that's fine." Sarah took at sip of the dark liquid. "Thanks."
"So, is there any particular part of the history assignment you wanted to go over?" asked Jon.
"Oh! Yes! But before we begin, could you pour this coke in a glass for me? I don't like to drink from cans."
Jon sighed, rolled his eyes, and got up. He knew Sarah was spoiled but this was ridiculous. "Sure. I'll get a glass." Jon walked back out the room. He wouldn't be helping Sarah if he didn't think she was so damned attractive.
As soon as Jon left, Sarah pulled the stone from her breasts. She stared at its smooth, marble surface. She was now the most powerful person in the world, and only Jon stood in her way.
"I wish..."
