she demands he make another wish

Later Sarah summonned Tom back to the house after Maria left for the evening. He came as called. "What do you need Ms. Nelson?"

She examined him critically for several minutes. He stood there quietly, waiting for her command. Finally she spoke. "Tom, this is mostly good but I still feel you have too much power."

He was flumoxed. "What do you mean? You are completely in charge," he pointed out.

"Tut, tut... now don't correct me!" she warned. At his downcast look she gave a small smile of satisfaction. "All this is great. I love my job and my life. But although I'm your boss, we still have the same physical power dyanmics. And I don't like that."

Tom gave her a confused look. "Physical power?" He looked down at himself.

Sarah continued. "You are still a fairly fit and strong forty year old. And I'm a petite, small 30 year old woman. Since I am completely satisified with myself, let's see if the coin can change you indirectly. Do you have it with you?"

He nodded and pulled the coin from his pocket.

Her smile grew. "Excellent. Here's what I want you to wish. Say 'I wish Sarah kept me on as an employee despite my age and frailty because I was her father's driver since before she was born. She grew up knowing me as the kindly older man who drove her everywhere, doting on her even then.'"

In the back of his mind, Tom worried about the pattern of Sarah's wishes and where they were leading. But he couldn't help himself. He made the wish as she directed and immediately felt different.

"Perfect!" she announced. "Come here and look at the new you!"

Tom walked a little painfully over to the full-length mirror, feeling new aches in his knee and hip. He gasped. The reflection was that of a man in his late 60s or perhaps early 70s. He was much thinner and weaker, with thinning gray hair and a wrinkled face. He turned to face her. "Is this what you wanted? Are you happy ?" he asked.

"Oh, very much so," she smirked. She then pointed to a dressing chair. "Now go sit there and watch quietly!"

Tom obediently followed her order, glad to get off of his feet.

Sarah then walked over to the bed and began to strip. "You can look at me ... and even touch yourself if you want. But you can't get up or say anything!"