"What was that?" asked Zoe. She was lying in Jon's bed, which had changed, along with much of his room. The stone must have caused them to share a room now that they were lovers. The bed was now larger to accomodate both Jon and Zoe. Some of Jon's stuff had been replaced by Zoe's, her goth sensibilities somewhat at odds with Jon's more mundane interests. There was an extra dresser in thier room, probably filled with Zoe's clothing. Jon would have to discover if there were any other differences. He wondered how Karyn, not to mention his parents were coping with their incest.
Jon noticed a lamp on his desk. "Nothing," he lied, "the bulb just burned out." He would likely have to replace it in order to avoid raising suspicions.
"Oh," Zoe said sleepily. "You'd probably better come to bed. We do have school tomorrow and Mom wouldn't be happy if we stayed up to late. Besides, you know I need my beauty sleep." Zoe was completely nude under the blankets; her blonde hair fell down to her shoulders, her perky b-cup breasts were full and erect even without a bra to support them and her fingernails still shone with black nail polish.
Jon slipped off his clothes, turned off the lights and climbed into bed. Zoe snuggled up to him, wrapped her arms around her lover and fell asleep with her head pillowed on Jon's chest. Jon listened to her breath as her breasts gently brushed against his chest for a few minutes as he gradually fell asleep. He wanted this night to last forever.
