A short while later Karyn was feeling much more refreshed and she rejoined a dryer and fully-dressed Jon in his bedroom. "I figured out the toilet, and the lack of toilet paper. You stay seated, press the button, and 'floosh!' you're clean. And dry. Nice trick. Felt kind of weird, but I could get used to it. We should patent that toilet back Home and take a chunk out of the evil tree-killer industry."
Jon lounged back, crosswise on his bed, and gazed up at the ceiling. "That's worth a thought. I bet we can take the designs for all sorts of advanced gadgets and gizmos back Home and not even need to use a wish to get them. Just download them off the net. If it's anything like the internet at Home, there should be lots of cool free stuff. There might be patents or royalty fees here, but once we get copies of the plans, and we take them Home, we'd be the 'inventors'. Ca-ching!"
Karyn grinned. "It's like cross-time industrial espionage. I like it." She paused, and then decided he should know the other thing she found. "There's something else I noticed while I was in there. My legs are now a lot smoother than they were before we arrived here."
Jon couldn't resist. "When are they ever smooth?"
Karyn rolled her chair closer and kicked his leg. "Jon! Shit, you know I shave for shorts and swimsuit season. And if for some ungodly reason I have to wear a skirt. Keep it up, and I'll NEVER actually date you for real! No one will!"
"Ow!" Jon looked away uncomfortably. "Sorry."
Karyn said flatly, "It's OK." She inwardly seethed for a moment and then let it go. She continued on in a brighter tone. "Of course, I didn't bother shaving at all on our mountain vacation. It was too frickin' cold for shorts. But my legs now... and my pits too! I mean, not that I'm a really hairy person, but after all winter I start to get gorilla legs and arm pits. But not here and now. My legs are so smooth that you'd think I just got done waxing them, and I'm not talking about the cheap wax you buy in a box at the store, but the really good stuff you get when you go to a salon and they do the dirty deed for you."
"I bet it's something like your makeup; it must be easier here. Maybe longer lasting." Jon usually didn't talk about these kinds of things with her, but she had brought it up first. "Would you... get that hair permanently removed if you could?"
Karyn considered this. "Yeah, I probably would. If it was cheap, quick, easy, and painless. Not one of those things is true at Home."
"That's another thing to figure out. Another possible money-maker." He grinned, with dollar signs floating in his head.
