"It's not," said Jonnie. "It's not my home because I can't..."
"Ssh," said Karyn. "There's no need for arguing and angsting like you're in a Shakespeare play. Jon, let me borrow the stone."
"No," said Jon. "Tell me what you're going to use it for."
"You'll have to trust me on this," said Karyn. "You know me, you know what I'd do and what I wouldn't do."
"But," said Jon, "you could turn me into a Playboy model, or a hooker, or wish that I'm addicted to sperm..."
"You have got to be kidding!" said Karyn. "Why in the world would I use the stone for something like that?"
"Hmm," said Jon. "I don't know. It just seemed like, well, the kind of thing that's likely to happen when people get the stone. But you're right, that's just a porn fantasy. Nobody would really act that way." She put the stone in Karyn's hand.
"Okay," said Karyn. "First of all, for you, Jon. I wish that Jonnie wants to be a girl because her body feels natural to her, not because she's disgusted with guys and with Jon."
Jon listened to Karyn's wish and said "Okay, you didn't turn me into a porn star, but you know, you didn't say she can't get disgusted with me. You just said she doesn't have to."
"I meant it that way," said Karyn. "Now for Jonnie. I wish that both of you accept that Jonnie has a right to consider Jon's life and family as her own."
"Thanks, Karyn..." said Jonnie.
Karyn handed the rock back to Jon, but added "I'd suggest that when we get back, you wish that Jonnie has copies of all your stuff. Even though she doesn't look that much like you. In the meantime, we have a world to explore."
The voice of Jon's mother shouted from the living room, "Jon, it's time for dinner."
Jon yelled back, "I have Karyn and a friend with me, is that okay?"
There was the sound of two women talking--could Jon's father be female here?--and then Jon's mother replied "It's fine... I made plenty."
