Don’t get too close though, she’ll only be here for two days.”“Please,” you beg, “don’t make someone else suffer through this.”“Ever...think that you’re not the first?” I retort. And walk out of the room.----It’s 9:30 p.m. The lights from the parking lot give the hospital an eerie glow. I see Bonnie hurrying out to her car. But I see her from her rearview mirror. I sit in the backseat quietly waiting for Bonnie to open her door. She suddenly stops and looks around. She looks over at my midnight. . I was eight behind Bridget and seven ahead of Linda. The other two girls were way behind, so I wasn't very worried about them.Stupid Bridget! She was such a total slut too and she wasn't even that hot. I mean, yeah, she was definitely cute with her curly brown hair and freckled face, but she didn't have any tits at all. Bridget did have a nice butt though and cute little legs. Sexy legs, even I had to admit that, and she always wore little short-shorts, or sometimes a really short skirt. No. I was so happy as I kicked off my sandals and settled back to watch the film but never really got interested in watching the film and began thinking how good it was to have met this girl. Then I started to wonder, why she thought I had looked drop dead gorgeous on the beach, why she thought I looked so erotic as I masturbated, did she actually FANCY me and why didn't I hate the thought of that. In fact, I paused in my thoughts, my nipples are rock hard and oh my god, I was turned on, my thong. She looked around the attic expecting George to emerge from behind one of the crates. “OK. Enough is enough, George. You really got me there for a moment. So come on out now.” After a minute of awkward silence and no appearance of George, she asked the genie, “How much did he pay you?” “No one has paid me. I am your genie. I am here to grant you three wishes.” He stood expressionless and at attention in front of her, his head nearly touching the rafters. “OK then. I’ll play,” still not.