Jon can't think.

Jon couldn't think. He had to find a way around this. All that was in his head was that image of his mother in something so revealing. It made him sick. "C'mon Jon come sown for dinner, I'll let you have me for dessert if you want" His Mom told him. Jon felt sick to his stomache. "Uhh I wish for a way around this." Jon said. He looked down at the stone. "OH NO!" It flashed. Jon felt exactly the same. He even had that same feeling of disgust. "Ok maybe it's ok to go downstairs now." Jon thought to himself