. the writer then inherits his estate and when cleaning a old lamp released the genie. He wished for honesty from the genie and had then asked why the...fortunes had turn for the worse for his family time and again. Only to hear that with out pain the genie would starve. The story continued on for a time telling of how he tried to feed his demon of a genie but ended without explanation.As I looked at the old brass lamp I seriously consider what to do. Should I do it? I mean every CEO becomes a. " I suggested.The Brit made the calls on his cell phone while I sat with a cup of bad coffee. When the call was finished he kicked the brick wall. He was lucky that he didn't break a toe."So?" I asked."What we plan is fine as long as the top is seamless." he said. We will have to lay a granite top on it," he said."No you don't. You can put some man made shit on it as long as it is seamless. Check with Home Depot and then build the bar to fit the top," I suggested.We were arguing about when Mary. I paint my nails in a deep red shade, my toes match. I let my hair fall into it's natural curls, adding a little hairspray to add extra volume, big hair equals sexy hair! Then I apply my makeup, I take my time, I want everything to be perfect. Soft smoky eyes, smudgy eye liner, lots of lashes, and red lips, to match the nails of course.I look at my reflection, I feel more excited than nervous now. I change the music, putting on that Gaga CD that reminds me of you, of us.. The one we have shared. I up the speed and strength of my slapping and watch as her bottom turns a deeper red with outcrops of finger shaped marks splaying out from the centre. Through all this she keeps her head up, loudly moaning with an edge of sobbing beginning to creep in. I cease the slapping and lean forward over her, now ramming my cock into her hard and fast, her body still pushing back hard against my own. I once again place my hands on her breasts but grip hold of her nipples hard. I pull back a little,.