What next?
Messing with Monica
"I wish no one could see Janine or me other than each other."
"As you wish."
"She can't see us," you whisper to Janine.
"I wish no one but each other can hear us."
"As you wish."
"Now she can't hear us."
They watched Monica try to sell some perfume to a customer.

"Ugh, deceitful bitch!" said Janine.
"I wish unless it was life or death, Monica cannot lie."
"As you wish."
"She can't lie now," said John. John and Janine move closer.
"So, you like this perfume?" asked the customer.
"Oh god no," said Monica. She could not believe she said that.
"But you just said you loved it," said the girl.
"I lied," said Monica. She started to blush.
"What do you like?" aske the customer.
Monica took a bottle from under the counter and put it on the counter. "I love this. It's just such a sexy scent, and you could use sexy." Her eyes went wide.
"What do you mean?"
"You're dressed like my grandma," said Monica. She was visibly flustered.
"You just lost a sale!" said the customer who turned and stormed out.
"Anything else?" John asked Janine.
"I wish her breath stunk any time she tried to make a sale, and she loudly farted any time she talked to a co-worker or boss."
John made the wish.
Monica's manager walked over. "What was that all about?"
"I insulted her and..." bue before Monica could finish she loudly farted.
"Gross," said the manager. "Control yourself. You insulted a customer?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Why did you do that?"
"I don't know."
"What did you tell her?"
"I told her she needed some 'sexy' as she was dressed like my grandma."
"Oh my god, you better get it together."
"Yes, ma'am."
John and Janine chuckled.
A salesgirl from the make-up counter next to the perfume counter came over. "What's up with that?" she asked.
"I don't know why I..." but again Monica loudly farted.
"Oh my god, that's so gross!" said her co-worker.
"I don't know what's wrong with me!"
"So you going out with Richard and me tonight?" asked her co-worker.
"I don't think so," said Monica.
"Why not?"
"It's awkward," said Monica who grew worried.
"Why?"
"Last time we were at Gretchen's party, I sucked his dick in the bathroom," blurted out Monica.
"You WHAT?!" asked her co-worker.
"I sucked his cock," said Monica. She was now totally flustered.
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