Unable to resist, Jon muttered the first thing that came to mind. "I wish Robbie will come over here and screw me now." He blushed as Sarah laughed. "It's not funny!"
"No, no," she corrected him. "It's simply hilarious. I'm sure you two will have a blast."
"Look, Sarah," Jon tried again, "You can't just mess with my sexuality like that..."
"Wrong," she repeated. "I already have. Hey, it's not like you were doing anything with it anyway."
"That's not true," he complained. "In any case, you have no right-"
"I wish," she interrupted, "That Jon will shut up about his 'rights' and prepare himself for his boyfriend."
Jon was immediately silenced, and despite his best efforts was unable to speak. He suddenly knew exactly what his friend Robbie, for whom he never felt the slightest romantic interest, liked in a date. Swallowing, he silently got ready.
