From the sounds downstairs, my father was having a few drinks. So I waited. My mom was away on a business trip and I knew he had no idea how to handle...what he'd just witnessed. He never came into my room that night.A few weeks later, a boy was tutoring me after school when dad came home. The boy nervously excused himself and left."Another after school visitor?" My dad's voice sounded strange."He's just tutoring me in math, Dad. He's a nice boy." I rolled my eyes."You think I believe that? You. ”He stared at her, astounded. Eventually he said, “You’re not backward in coming forward. I think you’ve got one tonight.”Em touched his hand briefly. The contact seemed to electrify him. “Oh I know I have,” she said.An hour or so later, Em arrived at the door of his high-floor suite. She was several lift stops below on this trip. She buzzed the bell.Her nipples were hard in her bra, visibly so through the thin fabric of her little cocktail dress. Her mouth was dry and her knees were trembling,. M. for a physical checkup. And my birthday celebrations would start at about 4 in the afternoon. When my mother heard him telling me that she turned ashen white and started to cry. There was nothing she could do–she was powerless because the will had been beaten out of her many years before and she knew it was her husband's wishes and he was not to be denied.The many years of watching my mother being used had taught me that my father was to be obeyed without question so at 10 a.m. I was sitting. " You have magical powers and can grant wishes and everything?" Yup." What's the bag for?" Tommy had noticed that Becky hadn't let the black leather bag out of her sight for a second. He knew it couldn't be a purse, it was too big; more like a gym bag."This," she said patting the leather fondly, "is my magic bag. Its where my wish granting power comes from." Wow." Images of hundreds of wishes flooded Tommy's mind. "Will you grant me any wishes?" Well," she looked thoughtful for a moment.