As Jon wondered with whom he was having sex, the phone rang. It was his Uncle Richard, his dad's younger brother. "Hey, honey," Uncle Richard said. "I'm going to be back soon, so I hope you're dressed for dinner. I'm planning something special for tonight."
"Um," said Jon, looking down at what he was wearing. "I'm just about ready. I can't wait for tonight, Uncle Richard."
"C'mon Jon, how many times have I told you to just call me 'Richard?' I'll see you soon, sweetie," said Uncle Richard, teasingly, and hung up.
Jon panicked. He was having sex with his uncle? Yes, Uncle Richard was cute, but this Jon had been anticipating his Mom or his brother, not his uncle. And 'dressed for dinner?' Jon was wearing his street clothes.
Jon made two wishes. "I wish I knew what the occasion was, but not the 'special thing' Uncle Richard has planned." He did want that to be a suprise. The stone flashed. It was their anniversary. They had been dating for two years, ever since Jon was fourteen and his dad had given permission. Then Jon made his second wish. "I wish I was dressed appropriately for our date tonight." The stone flashed again, and Jon was wearing...
