Mark and June thanked Ty, and were going to go to their bedroom, but Ty stopped them. He said to Mark, "We still have to make sure you can handle June when she merges both machines."
"But we don't have any wet clothes to put in the dryer right now," June protested.
"Oh, I can fix that. Dustin and I can always use more clothes." He looked at the laundry basket, and willed into existence some new clothes for Dustin and himself. "And it needs to be wet, like it just came from the washer." He waved his hand, and the clothes were wet, and a bit rumpled. He loaded the clothes into the dryer, set it for automatic, put in a fabric softener sheet, and closed the door. Then he pressed the start button, and the dryer rumbled into action. "June?" he said. "Whenever you're ready."
June looked at the dryer, hungily, yet was surprised to discover that she was nervous. Apprehensive. "I want to," she said. "I want it so bad! But it caused so much trouble before."
"Well, we're not going to force you to do it," Ty said. "But if we don't try it out when I'm here to help with any problems, then I don't want you to do it later without me."
June looked at Mark, who nodded. "I'm sure you can do this," Mark said. "And Ty is right here in case of any problem, so this is the ideal time for you to try again."
"OK," June said, still sounding uncertain. "Please hold me, in case I fall again."
Mark put his arms around June. "I've got you," he said. June nodded, and the dryer vanished. June sagged for a moment, and moaned, but she didn't collapse. "You did fine," Mark said. "I don't think you even needed me holding you this time, but I'll keep doing that until you're certain."
"Oh, Mark," June said, "I'm so glad you're here. I need you!" She started taking her clothes off.
"Hey, get a room, you two!" Ty joked.
"June, please stay dressed for just a minute, while we go to our bedroom," Mark requested.
"OK, Mark," June said, and stopped undressing, "but make it quick. I don't think I can wait very long." A deep moan escaped her lips.
June was clearly being overstimulated again, but Ty thought she was handling it a slightly better than that afternoon. Mark had to help her a little, but not quite as much as Ty had to earlier. Maybe she really could master this.
Mark and June went upstairs, with Ty following, but only as far as his own bedroom.