Tomorrow at 5....

The next day’s appointed time drew near. It was about 4:30, and Jonny had conjured for himself a nice suit that fit elegantly and snugly upon Jonny’s bony body. At the moment, he stood in Lisa’s bedroom in front of a mirror, with Lisa prancing about feverishly behind him, doting over him as the big night approached. She wore a form-fitting dark gown that accentuated her lovely covers—the sort of gown that of course Jonny liked. The gown was strapless and did a wonderful job lifting Lisa’s magnificent breasts out before her. They jiggled as she walked. At the moment, Jonny stood and looked upon himself in the full-length mirror while Lisa brushed wrinkles out of his suit and removed little bits of lint here and there. “So are you excited about tonight?” Lisa asked. “Of course,” Jonny replied, “this party will be the talk of the town for months to come,” he said with an evil smile.

“Turn around please,” Lisa said, and Jonny did. She now looked at his front as she went through the same process of smoothing out wrinkles and removing tiny bits of lint, as well as straightening Jonny’s tie. “Master,” she began, looking earnestly into Jonny’s eyes, keeping her gaze locked with his, “I’m very happy to be able to spend time with you tonight,” she said with a nervous smile. “Since my husband left, my I haven’t really felt special to anyone, but you make me feel—“ she started, but then suddenly Jonny reached out his hand and laid it firmly on Lisa’s bulging chest. A sinister red glow filled his demonic eyes, as it did hers. “I’m sorry, Lisa, but you’re not going to be able to make it tonight,” Jonny said as the power radiated from him into her.

Jonny hated to do this, really. That in itself was odd; he would never have thought twice about playing with a human’s mind before, but this time was different. Lisa really did want to go, and she really did seem excited about spending this time with Jonny, but Jonny just couldn’t have it; it was too dangerous. “Lisa, in a few seconds you’re going to begin to feel quite sick, as though your stomach is turning flips inside you. You’ll remember having a couple big fattening hot dogs dripping with grease for lunch (even though she’d actually had a ham sandwich), and you will be afraid that you’re getting sick. You don’t want to make Selina or the Mayor or anyone else ill, so you will politely bow out for the evening and spend the evening watching the coverage of the event on TV,” Jonny said. Lisa sat dumbly and listened to her master’s instructions, “Sick . . . home . . . television,” she mumbled. “Yes,” Jonny said as he removed his hands from the woman. She sat solemnly for a couple seconds before perking back up.

“Lisa?” Jonny said, “you were in the middle of talking about how much you wanted to—“ and suddenly Lisa held up her hand as if to say call for a pause. Jonny heard a loud, unpleasant growling noise coming from Lisa’s stomach, and she immediately held her hand to her mouth. “Dammit,” she said as she immediately jetted off toward the restroom and slammed the door shut. The toilet seat went up very quickly. “Are you feeling all right?” Jonny said from outside the bathroom door. “I don’t know if I’m going to throw up, but if I am this is the place. Shouldn’t have had those hot dogs for lunch, huh?” she said with a slight laugh. “No, I guess not,” Jonny answered.

Suddenly, three loud knocks sounded at the door. “That’s Selina,” Jonny said, “she was going to drive all of us together, but if you’re not feeling well I can sta—“ Jonny began, not wanting to tell Lisa that his plan all along had been to leave her there for her own safety. “No, no Master you have to go. Go start your plan. I’m sure it’ll be a thing of beauty.” “Are you sure?” Jonny asked. “Yes,” Lisa responded. Jonny walked off to the grand entrance door to the house and opened it, revealing a stunning Chief Selina in the form-fitting gown from the day before.

“Hey!” she said with the smile and tone of a giddy schoolgirl as she leapt toward Jonny’s scrawny body and gave him a big hug, which Jonny happily returned. “Do you like my dress?” she asked, stepping back and giving a lovely view as she twirled around. “I do,” Jonny asked as the two made their way to her car. The two got into the car, and Selina started driving in the direction of the vast skyscraper that would serve as the venue for the party. “So have you been looking forward tonight?” Selina asked. “Yes, of course,” Jonny said with a smile, “it’ll be a night to die for,” he said with a chuckle as looked at his date for the evening. She gazed with apparent longing into his eyes for a good five seconds, then seemed to shake her head. “So how old are you again, Jonny?” Selina asked. “I’m eighteen, and you’re like 37 right?” he responded. “Forty-four dear,” she said, “but thanks for being nice. You know this sort of thing would be illegal in this state if you were 2 years younger?” she said. “Only if we actually had sex tonight, right?” Jonny responded. Selina stayed silent, a devious smile crossing her face, and Jonny acted as though he were oblivious.

After a few more minutes, the pair arrived at the spot, and Selina parked the car. She emerged from the car as Jonny did and promptly took the young man by the arm as the two walked, all smiles, down a long row of glittering decorations leading to the building. Selina pointed out a whole bunch of people during the course of the walk—the President of the school board, the city’s chief engineer, the CEO of the city’s impressive hospital system, and more. The couple emerged into the foyer of the office building, it too being decked out with fancy lights and various fixtures. Selina saw someone and beckoned him over, “Officer Brown,” she said, beckoning him over out of the way near a long, dark hall that had been gated off for security reasons.

The man who came over was the definition of perfect, or at least perfect for Jonny. Officer Brown bounded over excitedly, following orders like any good soldier. As he neared, Jonny estimated that the man must have been about six feet three inches tall and weighed approximately 200 pounds. He clearly worked out daily. His torso was the size of a tree trunk, ending at the top in a set of broad, powerful shoulders. The man had a smooth and friendly face with blonde hair slicked back on top of his head. He was a bloody Ken Doll crossed with a GI Joe.

“Hello, there mam,” he said in a deep and reassuring voice, offering a solute to his chief. He looked down at Jonny as he towered over his small frame (as he towered over most people). “This is one of the officers who will be guarding the mayor, so if there’s anybody who makes trouble, Brown’ll take ‘em out,” Selina declared confidently. “Well I’ll sure do my best mam. Is this your son?” he said as he stuck out his hand to give Jonny a proper greeting. “Um, no,” Selina said, blushing a little, “he’s Jonny. A friend of a friend and,” eyeing you with a bit of a smile, “my date for this evening.” “Oh!” Officer Brown said, surprised, “Well make sure you keep your eye on this one; she’s a handful!” Brown said, motioning to Selina. “Oh, I know,” Jonny said. “Oh no,” Jonny said, feeling around in his suit pockets, “I think I left my actual ticket in the car, but I’ll need that for dinner, right?” he said to Selina. “You will,” she replied, “I’ll run to the car and grab it,” she said, and suddenly she was off.

Jonny and Brown watched as Selina ran off. “You’ve got a live one there, little guy,” Brown said to Jonny. “I think I can handle her,” said the young man.” This was just the opportunity that Jonny needed. He stepped over into the relative darkness of the hall a few feet from where everyone else had gathered and was chatting away. Brown followed politely to continue the conversation. Jonny turned to him and, in an urgent tone, declared, “There is going to be an attempt on the life of the Mayor.” Brown looked puzzled, “Um, how would an upstanding little fella like you think he knew somethin’ like that?” Brown asked. “Funny you should ask,” Jonny said with a sick smile as he firmly placed his hands on the big man’s belly. A familiar redness filled Jonny’s eyes, as it did those of his good-natured giant of a pawn. Brown relaxed, leaning against the wall of the hallway. “Officer Brown,” Jonny began, “you’re going to do something for me. Tonight at 7 PM, after dinner and as the Mayor’s speech begins, I want you to take out your gun and shoot Officer Sletkov in the head without hesitation. Then, I want you to grab the Mayor from behind and threaten her with the gun. Shouldn’t be a problem for a big fella like you. Make sure it ends up on camera. Then, you need to pistol-whip the Mayor with the butt of your gun and toss her aside, then walk, gun drawn, toward the line of officers who will have assembled in front of you . . . “ Jonny said, adding some other instructions and removing his hand from the officer just as Selina returned. “Here’s your ticket,” she said. “Thanks,” said Jonny, as he took it.

“Hope you boys haven’t been having too much fun without me,” Selina said. “Not at all,” Jonny replied, “we were just telling war stories.” Brown nodded good-naturedly as he tried to smile, though he was obviously unsettled by the thoughts that had been **** into his mind. “Welp, better get to it mam,” he said as he tipped his hat and walked off in the direction of what would be his final post. “I think it’s time to head up,” Seina said with a smile on her face. The two of you made your way to an elevator, which you somehow boarded with no one else. The two of you stepped into the elevator and pushed the button for the top floor.