The Genie truly was more powerful than I could be, unless…That was when I stopped myself. I remembered the gold shackles on his wrists, the symbol o... his being chained to his Lamp. A prisoner to whoever wielded it. The realisation was quite visible on my scaled face, but this to me was just one more opportunity to humiliate this imbecile. “You’re right. The Genie’s power does exceed my own.” I put my plan into action. “But not for long.” I slowly slithered down, wrapping myself around the. I talked with her over several meetings and we always got around to talking about sex in some form. Slowly, the topic came out and she indicated her consent to join us at our home. This is how the evening went:My husband is very quiet and gentle, not pushy. He orchestrated the whole evening between us and our woman friend. He made a light dinner of salad, French bread, and wine. He had a small fire going in the fireplace (this was last March), nice music on the stereo and the lights down. We. The look I got fer that remark told me that wuz exactly what they had in mind doin'. In fact, I wondered if they wuz gonna stop with jus' one more, each. I swan, sometimes I have trouble keepin' up with the wants of four wives. Heaven help me ifen I had any more!Anyway, their first idea wuz ta double the size of our current house, but ta build the new section so that a second storey could be added when we needed it. Dear Lord, how many kids did they want?Well, it wuzn't gonna be a big problem. Sarah started driving around, having a little fun, swerving around, and getting a hang of the vehicle. She drove over to a different part of the park where there were many houses with their lights off and not many people. Emily pulled her boxer leg over to one side pointing her pussy at the road and thought about pissing right there, but had a change of heart."Drive down that road there" Emily pointed at a service road that workers used, it had no lights, was badly paved, and went by some.