Cliff adjusted the glasses that had fallen down his noseas he thought of his wishes while the Djinn floated there in disinterest."I suppose my first w...sh would be," Cliff started. "To always succeed inany profession I choose," he finished with a smile.The Djinn noticeably sighed in dismay. "Done," he grumbled in a boomingvoice.Cliff nodded. "For my second wish, I wish to have a watch that willalways tell the correct time to where I am that will never break or rundown and I'll never loose," he. Mental Knowledge Personality Intellect IllnessI studied my choices. Knowledge? I nodded, that was it. I clicked the Knowledge Sub-Menu.Knowledge Physical Skills Artistic Skills Sexual Skills MemoryI hit Memory Sub-Menu and then the Addition Sub-Menu. That brought up a text box. A cursor blinked there. I could type in, adding knowledge for my husband to learn when time unpaused.Steven will learn Sandalphon’s real name when he comes across it in a book. It will click in his mind and he will know. They were things like: escalators on the first three floors, elevators on each end of the building that he wanted encased in glass, a first floor atrium and things of that nature. Next to them Jack had written crude comments. They ranged from ‘stupid idea’ with regards to the escalators, ‘idiotic’ with regards to the glass-enclosed elevators, and ‘too much work’ with regards to the atrium. The list went on and on with 90% of things crossed out in red. It was very obvious that Jack had no. She hadn’t had time to change and thus arrived in his office in her ‘sexy gangsta’ outfit. The two piece suit revealed her firm belly and just a hint of the tattoos under her breasts, as well as baring an impressive length of leg, made even longer by the four inch heels she was wearing. Her short black hair was hidden under her fedora and hard nipples peaked through the thin fabric of her white top, contrasting nicely with her dark skin.Dick-Stiffening Memory: Having her suck him off as part of.