Karyn paraphrased the wish they'd thought of, and then wished for their clothes to be with them.
Jon immediately grabbed his boxers, and pulled them on. As soon as he did, Karyn practically tackled him, pushing him up against the wall, and kissing him. "Now we can do this a little more," she said.
He made a startled, "Mphh?" noise, and then relaxed into the kiss. "Mmmm," he said, after a few moments.
Suddenly, she pulled back again. "Did you hear something?"
"Huh? What? How could I," he asked, quietly.
"We need to get you home, and me back in the house without trouble, for that matter. But first, we both need clothes."
Utterly confused by her sudden shifts in focus, Jon just concentrated on getting his clothes on, as quickly as possible. Karyn did the same, eschewing the shirt and bra he'd earlier ripped for clean ones.
Looking down at the shirt, she said to him, "I guess I'll just keep this as a souvenir. I certainly can't wear it again."
"I can fix it," he volunteered.
"That's alright. I don't want any trouble if something goes wrong with the wish, and I really don't mind having something additional to remind me of this night."
She looked out the window, into the back yard. "Let's put ourselves out there, so we can come back in as if we'd been out at the mall, or something."
"That sounds good," he said, walking up behind her to hug her. Of course, then his hands started wandering...
She was enjoying the feelings, but then realized that they weren't out of the woods, yet. "Stop that. We can do that later. We need to get out of here. Let me open the door again."
