To June's.

Bossing Kelly around like that has gotten you pretty aroused. You grin at your sister as your foot pushes down on the accelerator. "You know, I have yet to drive anyone around in this thing without getting some road head."

"You want me to...“ Sarah looks at your crotch, bites her lip, and looks away. "Like hell. I'm not dying in a car crash when you lose focus."

"Aww, come on," you press her. "Mom's still alive isn't she? So is June, I wouldn't have left her **** out when I told you about her."

Sarah shakes her head. "So you got lucky twice. I'm not playing those odds. I'll... I'll make it up to you later, ok?"

You're kind of disappointed, but you drop it for now and just keep driving until you reach June's home.

"How big is this place?" Sarah mutters to herself when you stop the car next to the front gate. "Anyway, here's what I think you should do..."

Two minutes later you press the buzzer attached to the gate. After a few seconds it crackles to life and you hear June's voice. "Yes, who is it?"

"It's your buddy Ryan. Come out here, there's something I have to show you," you say, surprised that there's no camera to let people see who's at the gate.

"Back so soon? I'll be right out!" she shouts and the buzzer goes quiet.

While you wait, you check out your sister leaning casually against the wall in a pair of gym shorts and a crop top that shows off her tummy art. Your mark hasn't faded a bit, but the flowers and hearts around it look like they've been smudged and then redrawn.

Sarah notices what you're looking at. "The text didn't look right on its own. I've noticed it doesn't come off but the art around it does, so I went over it with the markers after I showered. I thought about going to a tattoo parlor to make it permanent but then what if you remove the text? You can remove it, right?"

She's smiling when she asks it, so you're not worried she'll try to make you release her. But at the same time, you think it might be a bad idea to keep your sister's vagina against her will after letting her in on how your powers work. "Yeah, I can erase it. Do you want me to?"

She looks at you for a while as if she has to consider it. "No. I know this is some magic bullshit you did to me, but it still feels right that you own it. Besides, you haven't used it to do anything I disagree with. I mean shit, you even got me a girlfriend! You had mom finger me, and I bet I'm going to have a good time with this June chick too. But it's nice to know you'd give my pussy back if I asked you too."

Speak of the devil and she appears. Your conversation ends when the gate clatters open to let June out onto the sidewalk. She's still wearing her yellow shirt, but has traded her tight jeans for an even tighter pair of yoga pants. It's impossible to miss that she's not wearing panties underneath. "Hey Ryan! Like, whose the chick?"

You wink at your sister as you immediately abandon her script. "This is my girlfriend Sarah. Sarah, meet June."

Suddenly June looks nervous. "She's your girlfriend?"

"That's right. She even gave me her pussy, see?" You point at Sarah's stomach. Now June just seems worried, not the reaction you expected.

Sarah step in to calm her down. "It's an open relationship. Ryan told me about you and I'm cool with it."

The relief is clear on June's face. "Oh thank god. And you really gave him your vag?"

With what Sarah said when you were alone, she effectively did. She just nods timidly, but then she remembers something. "He lets other girls touch it if I'm good though."

June's eyes gleam in the afternoon sun. "That is so hot! But um... is there something else? Why did I need to come outside to hear this?"

"Oh right. No, there is something out here you should see." You lead June to a section of wall where some vines are spilling over from the other side. Lifting them up, you show her the writing on the wall: Ryan Ferro's Grounds and Building.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" June explodes. "I live in your house!?"

You shrug. "I guess the camaro isn't all your dad swindled me out of."

She's fuming now. "That fucking bastard. Well come in! Here are my keys, and I'll just have my things and mom's packed up so we can get out of your hair. You can keep my stepfather's stuff since he probably owes you a shit-ton of rent anyway."

You accept the keys but put a hand up to stop her. "You want to move out?"

"Of course not, but we have no right to stay here. Don't look so concerned, it's not like we're going to be homeless. We'll just stay in a hotel until stepdad buys a new house and actually pays for it this time."