Sarah gulped. There had to be some way out of this. "I ... I'll do anything you want. Just don't punish me. Please?" she pleaded.
Jon looked like he was thinking it over, then said, "Honestly, you are pathetic," he told her. He paused. "Anything?" She smiled that disturbing smile again. "Well, I'll have to sleep on that." He would let Sarah squirm. "I don't think you'll want to tell anyone about this. They'd think you were nuts. Come see me tomorrow." Jon was certain Sarah wouldn't sleep a wink that night. He wasn't even sure he'd bother doing anything to her. Watching her squirm was fun enough.
Jon started toward the door and headed out, realizing he didn't recognize where he was. He paused. "I wish I was home," he said, and vanished, leaving Sarah alone.
Sarah took a series of deep breaths, afraid of what Jon was going to do to her. Jon was acting like a total bitch, and Sarah was disgusted by that behavior. She looked around the room. It was a boy's room, so it was probably hers, but it didn't look like Jon's house or her house.
Meanwhile, Jon reappeared in a large bedroom. It had a large Queen-sized bed, a full walk-in closet, a flat-screen TV, and a private bath. "This is more like it," he said, approvingly.
"Jennifer, are you home?" Jon heard his mother's voice call.
