Is it ok if I call you Ris?"She jumped on me then wrapped her arms around me as she said "Yes."I fell over and landed on the floor with her on top, hu...ging and snuggling up to me.Then she saw that I was laying on the floor under her. "Master, are you ok?" She asked with a worried look on her face.I looked at her and smiled. "I'm Ok. Having a genie landing on me is the same as a lady so I'm just fine." Then I raised my head up and softly kissed her lips.She blushed and asked me why I kissed her. She clearly had great difficulty walking and Jake locked his arm around her for support. She asked to stop off at her apartment first to collect a few things.The stairs to the flash new apartment block were too much for Sharmila, so Mary and Jake volunteered to go on up and get the things she requested. While Mary packed a bag of clothes and underwear for her, Jake gathered up her files and packed them into a briefcase. He didn't find the gun in her drawers and assumed she must have hidden it. Her blond pony tail added to her looking younger than she actually was.One of her best assets, besides her body, was her permanent happiness. She appeared happy no matter what. Her nose crinkled slightly when she smiled her infectious smile. She had practiced the art of girlish giggles when she had found out that men loved to hear her giggle. Her best feature, however were her deep blue eyes that seemed to look right into your soul. There was a sparkle behind her pupils that held anyone. So the only alternative was to find those pesty trunks.The next few minutes must have looked, to the casual observer, like a treasure hunt. The remaining surfers had now joined us. We were all looking for my trunks. The water came up only to my knees, or less, and one cannot go around all day with hands covering privates, while earnestly looking for lost trunks. My nakedness, now reasonably explained, had become quite incidental, as we all spread out searching for those recalcitrant "budgie.