An Arcade

You look over and spot an arcade in the distance. As you look at it, you remember the last time you went to an arcade. You and Melody had made a bet to see who would be the best at an imported dancing/rhythm game nearly five years ago. The bet was the loser had to become the winner’s personal **** for the day. You lost big time. Melody didn’t do anything to harsh because it wasn’t a school day, but she still dragged you around town making you look at clothing for her AND making you buy it.

You smile as you think of what possibilities you might do with that power. You could make her do something sexual and keep from revealing your secret. Luckily you practiced on one of the machines at home.

Your smile doesn’t go unnoticed by Melody. "What are you smiling about Jack?" She looks in the direction your looking and spots the arcade. "Well then, I see what your thinking about."

You and Melody walk over to the arcade. About halfway there, she asks, “So… want to make a bet?”

You look over at her and say, “Hell yeah Melody. Did you think I’d back down from one?”

She smiles, “Kinda.”

“So then… what is the bet?”