I woke up at 1 in the afternoon. After wiping the sleep away from my eyes, I rose out of my bed. I wished my normal clothes back on. After all, it was so much easier to use my power to do that. I ran downstairs. The house was empty and silent. Walking into the kitchen, my eyes spotted a loose piece of paper on the table. I picked it up to see that it was a note from my mother.
"Joe: I have to go to Bartlesville to see your aunt. She's having a problem with some of her appliances and asked me to find out if they can be fixed. I won't be home until around 8 or 9. I left some money if you want to get some food out of the house. See you later. Mom."
Bartlesville was the next town over, about 7 miles away. My aunt always seemed to need my mother's help for something. Well this worked to my advantage right now. I wished that my room was perfectly clean and that the bathroom was totally spotless. I didn't even bother to run upstairs and check.
I put my mind back on what I was going to do to the 6 girls. I thought long and hard on what they had said throughout the night. Based upon what Erika and Claire had said, I knew exactly what I was going to do to them. I decided that for Mia I would play on her volatile personality, and for Katie I would use her name to my advantage. Lindsey was easy to plan for, too. I decided her reputation would work best to my advantage. Trisha seemed to be a little harder to figure out. The only thing she had said that really bothered me was when she called Brad a "fag." For what I was planning to do, turning her into that which she seemed to despise, in this case a lesbian, wouldn't work. No matter, I thought. I'll figure out a way to make it work.
Well now I had my revenge planned. But I was bored. I decided to go outside and sit on the steps for awhile. I always had fun watching people go by my house.
After being outside for about 15 minutes, I noticed an attractive woman coming up the block. She was wearing what looked to be a business-type suit, as she had a jacket and mini-skirt, with high heels. She had long, black hair tied up in a ponytail, and a nice, curvy figure. Her legs were long and toned. I'd really like to have had my way with her, but I was too focused on my revenge. This would just be a distraction.
She seemed to have a piece of paper in her hand. She kept glancing at it while looking back up at the numbers on the houses. Much to my surprise, she stopped right in front of my house. After looking back at her little slip of paper, she started to walk up the steps! What was this all about?