How we met was pure happenstance, as was what transpired after we met.It was a warm spring afternoon and I decided to play hooky from work, to stay ho...e and just chill. I had the stereo cranked up and admittedly, was jamming, having a good afternoon. I didn’t think anyone would care because surely, most folks would be at work.The banging on my door startled me. I quickly turned down the music and cracked open the door. She was a small woman, dark skinned, black, and cute, but obviously a little. ”I got in my car and when she turned on her car’s headlights I slowly pulled away from her former home. I drove about a block past my new home and pulled into the lot of the grocery store. I parked and she pulled in next to me.“Do you want to come in or wait? It shouldn’t take very long for me to run in and get done.”“We’ll wait,” Larissa answered, and I took off trotting to the stores doors, my cell phone in my hand.A few minutes later I reappeared with a couple of bags, put them in my trunk. He didn't notice, he was pulling my nipples, smashing my breasts together. I pulled off the gag."Kiss me", I said, my voice trembling, convulsions inside me threatening to take claim of me.He looked up at me. "I knew you'd come around..." He didn't waste any time to kiss me. His tongue was big, too big, choking me.I let my free hand wander down his body. He opened his breeches and put my hand around his... Oh, I thought I would be sick. He motioned it up and down his length. He left my hand. .. imagine how the press would handle that news. They’d be laughingstocks, since no one believes in me. Well, not as many people do, so I’m a victim of my own success in selling the idea that I didn’t exist at all.“You get six wishes, of course. Not three, not seven. Those are HIS numbers, you know. Six is MY number. So is sixty-nine, but let’s not push it. Oh, I’ll take their souls, too, if they wish to offer them, but I won’t do wishes that conflict with each other, so if theirs don’t.