The next morning was Saturday. And as Jon woke up, he thought about all the time he'd have to further explore his relationship with his sister. Zoe was still asleep. But that was okay. He liked to watch her naked breasts rise and fall as she breathed.
A few days ago, he might have thought of all this as sick. But in just one "magical" night, his opinion of it changed. He actually got along with his sister. Yes, that was probably because of the wish he made. But he actually liked her. No, loved her. There was just something about her that was different. She was the same Zoe he had known. She still hung out with the Goth crowd, that was for sure. But he didn't seem to care. And as far as he was concerned, he never wanted the relationship to stop.
A few minutes later, Zoe's eyes slowly opened and she smiled at Jon. "Good morning, sweetie."
