" The mysterious woman said."Ma- Mistress? Why did you call me that? And who in the hell are you?!" Jenny replied."Why, I'm you're genie Mistress! I'm...here to serve you." Wait, did you say genie? Like a grant three wishes kind of genie?" Yes and no. I am that kind of genie, but I can grant you unlimited wishes. Whatever your heart desires, until the end of your days, which can be a very long time, with my help!" I have to be dreaming, this is absolutely crazy!" Oh, you're not dreaming Mistress,. But then, didn't every bank robber, every smuggler get nervous when they faced the law? Wasn't that what made them act intuitively, do things they never could have done under normal situations? Yes, Mark could handle it. All he needed was a little breaking in, that was all."Here's the scoop, partner. You know how much we're figurin' on getting' out of this deal with Chuck?" Jim grinned crookedly.Mark shook his head, a vacuuous look in his dark liquid eyes."Ten pounds," he enunciated. The top was carved in theshape of a sun with rays coming out of it in all directions. At thecentre and the four corners were tiny drill holes which were probablyused for countersunk screws. The central hole had some grey gunk aroundit that Angela couldn?t identify. On checking the gunk though, Angelawas disappointed not to find any fingerprints. The sides had some stripsof neon lights stapled to it and on the left hand side of the stand wasa switch that turned them on and off."What?s this thing. .. me giving him blow jobs. I quickly found that I loved it. Not necessarily the taste... although that's not bad... it's more about where it comes from and the fact that I've created the excitement that made it squirt into my mouth." Then she added with a laugh, "Or squirt on my face." Then she paused for a second and looked into her son's eyes. "With you, it's even more special. You're my son and it's like... like... oh, I don't know... it's like I gave you life and you're giving it back to.