"Interesting. Usually the person who summons me is more surprised than you are, and doesn't ask nearly as many questions. I can't bring people back fr...m the dead, you can't make a wish to alter my behavior, or to increase the net number of wishes. The wish has to be in some way erotic. I can't alter the wish in any way, be it for good or ill." Cool! Is there any way you could give me time to come up with these wishes? I don't want any interruptions while I do this so that I don't accidentally. I thought something was wrong with me. When I finally got up the courage to look all of this stuff up on the internet I was amazed. A lot of other people did the same as me and it was completely normal what came out of me. I learned it was called cum. I spent the next few days on the internet. Looking at porn, reading about sex, and of course, playing with myself. This was all really cool and I thought I should share it with my friends and maybe we could do this together. My birthday was coming. She isn't so little, is she? She's taller than all of us, except her mom, and she's almost as tall as she is."I went into the lounge and poured Sue and me more coffee, and was sitting with her, when Steve came out. Sue told him everything was great and said she thought the one line up front may be a little too tight, so Steve went up to look at it. I went with him to learn a little more. He checked the auto wind line that held the boom at the desired angle and just nodded. He said, "The line is. Then he would rub some lotion on her damaged skin. While she was bathing he would get them something to eat and bring it upstairs. Lisa agreed and he helped her to the bathroom.When Dan came back upstairs awhile later, dressed in a pair of cutoffs and carrying a tray, Lisa was drying herself. "That made a big difference," she said. "But I still hurt a bit."Dan set the tray aside and spent the next ten minutes rubbing lotion all over her damaged skin and massaging her sore muscles. When he had.