“Well, yes, you know I met Alderman Roti in our offices, and the Marcy guy, too. But you also know that my main dealings have been with Alderman Blo...m, and you know his reputation is squeaky clean.”That was true. His reputation WAS squeaky clean. But in reality, he was just as dirty as the others.“Did the FBI talk to you about those guys?” she asked quietly.“For what? All of this seems to stem from fixing murder trials! All I did was have one business meeting with two of the guys who were. Her half shirt was again pulled up and one of her boobs was already half exposed. I exposed the rest of it. Once more I let my fingers explore the gentle swell of her budding tits, they were so soft but firm. Getting more brazen I moved down the bed and stared at the outline of her tiny pussy through her skin tight panties. My hand trembled slightly with anticipation as I ever so softly traced the valley between those plump lips, feeling the moist heat emanating from within her virgin sex. I. ." "Easy Joe, you'll hurt yourself, I'm a Genie, just like on the TV show. I am here to grant you a wish," she explained. "But I didn't find a bottle or rub a lamp and how did you get in my mirror" "Well, I'm a Genie, that's how I got in your mirror and I was sent by the woman you helped last month. Remember stopping and changing the tire for an elderly woman on that rainy day? She offered to pay you and you refused?" the Genie asked. "Yeah, I remember. I couldn't take her money, she was too. Carl was thirty years old, six feet tall, chiseled Romanfeatures, dark curly hair, and a body kept trim and in shape. She wonderedhow such a handsome man could be so evil. There was no one else in line, soshe decided to follow Carl, giving him time to enter the shower before sheentered the locker room. She wanted to see this one getting what was comingto him!She had taken about three steps into the locker room when she was struck be amental tidal wave. Something was terribly, terribly wrong!.