” “And maybe he’ll like it.” “I suppose so.” “Didn’t you say he likes you to be the dominant one?” Jen nodded and took a sip of wine... “Well then,” I said it as if that’s all I needed to say—that those two words were sufficient explanation. There was a pause in the conversation. “It’s not up to him to question me.” “That’s right.” “I’ll do as I please.” “And did that please you?” “Yes, it bloody well did.” “Well then.” I raised my glass to her and toasted, “To doing what bloody well pleases. Her hand moved to my crotch and started to rub my bulge.I, being the horny bugger I am, did not object.She lifted her head up slightly and made to unzip my fly.I reached into the back for my sleeping bag. I had tossed it in there after sleeping in my truck last night and it was unrolled. I pulled it over us.I unbuckled my pants, rose up from the seat and lowered them and my shorts to my knees. My cock popped up and slapped her on the nose. Surprised, she giggled and playfully gave it a swat.I. Deciding to play along he pulled the cork out of the top, and then astream of blue smoke poured out the top, surprising Dan. It swirled in theair for a few seconds then took shape, looking like a fat ugly man."I'm the genie of the bottle. Now hurry up and make your wishes master,I've got other things to do."Dan couldn't believe it. A real genie, even if he was rude and ugly. Dantried to think for a minute and decide what to wish. He decided for hisfirst wish and told the genie, "I wish to win. Beyond that, he thought all the scene was missing was Helen and/or another relationship partner to read more into the scene than “My best friend spent the night and now we’re laying on the bed and watching some cartoons together. Come join us!”Helen missing from the scene wasn’t unusual. Before Troy and Propappou gave Helen his old bedroom across the hall, when the three of them had a sleepover here, she often picked up her blankets and pillow in the night and went downstairs to Propappou’s.