"I can't steal from him what wasn't his in the first place."I thought for a second. "Well, then, I wish that they could find the cure for cancer."The ...enie immediately responded. "Done."It occurred to me I'd wasted a wish. I should be wishing to fuck Kate Upton or something. How would curing cancer help in a dream? I sighed. "So, is cancer cured now?" It laughed. "Oh, no. The wish takes place when the clock turns midnight." Damn, brain.I sighed. "Well, I'm ready for my next wish." I said, a. Working his way through the corridors of an old long abandoned building, he cannot help but imagine how grand and pompous the rooms would have looked in its heyday. The many rooms, with their high ceilings and huge picture windows still showed signs of the magnificent tapestries and murals that once hung on the walls. The vibrant colours, adorning every inch of this long forgotten mansion, that would have looked stunning in its day were all but worn away. Mother Nature relentlessly screamed. He groaned, and in one fluid movement, he filled her. She cried out with shock, and her knuckles turning white and her fingernails cutting crescents into his biceps. He drove into her again, without any warning, as hard as he could, slamming into her walls. She let out a muffled scream, twisting her head to the side and pressing her cheek against the cool door. Tears of pleasure and pain formed in her half-closed eyes, her lashes shadowing her velvety skin. He began to thrust into her, watching. Calgary, Alberta in Canada was where they spent every October to March. As they moved back and forth across the equator every six months trying to stay in eternal winter, they always stopped by whatever city she happened to be living in and stayed a week or so with her. The coming of the parents was as sure a sign of the changing of the seasons as the first robins of spring or the turning of the leaves in the fall."That is correct," her Mom confirmed. "That's why I'm calling. We'll be flying.