The genie is not impressed. She can instantly tell that he is a wrong'un."Oh sweet, a genie!" He chirps. "A hot one too! So do I get three wishes? If ...o, the first one is gonna involve my dick and your asshole." No, just the one wish I'm afraid." She tries to pretend to be bitterly disappointed that she might miss out on anal intercourse with this unpleasant overweight man. "But you can make it as complicated as you like, as long as it follows a single general thread."The man thinks for just a. "I'd had just enough to drink and I guess I must have been in just the right mood and so I told her. She looked at me as if I'd just gone mad."Me? Me and those guys?"And then she gave me a wicked grin; "Did I like it? Did they have big cocks? Did I suck them off? Did I let them fuck me in my ass? Do you want to take me home and fuck me, or can we do it in the car right now?" She reached across the table and took my hand, "Come on baby, we need to find some place to fuck and then we need to. He also knew it would not be the cure-all given the less than warm hearted spouse I’m married to. I had scheduled an interview at a very promising firm for Tuesday morning. I’m an independent financial consultant. I mostly work with CFOs and CEOs of medium to large corporations one on one for stints lasting anywhere from two weeks to two months. In California, finding such gigs is fairly easy for a person with my experience. I’m finding that in most other parts, unless you want to live in. This was Reid’s daughter. The more time she spent with her, the more she was sure of it. Standing there with the vacuum in hand, she vowed she would be the best damn stepmother the world had ever seen. ~*~ Reid was frustrated. What shouldn’t have even been a case was turning out to be complicated as hell. It should have been a simple accidental overdose, but it was shaping up to be something else. He just wasn’t sure what yet. Jason was convinced Amy was murdered, and while Reid had to agree.