He had a tail of smoke leading from the bottleinstead of legs."What do you wish for, my master?" Before I make any wishes, tell me what the rules are,... I said.I'm telling you, they have lawyers working for the genies now. Half anhour later, he finally finished all the clauses and conditions. It wasall pretty standard. Three wishes. Can't wish for more wishes. Can'tmake anyone fall in love. No wishing for anyone's death. All thetypical things.Trying to think like a lawyer, I constructed my first. Raoul placed a hand to his temple and massaged it."I feel the beginnings of a hellacious headache. If today were a normal day, I would ask Erik for one of his potions, but today is far from normal and I dare not. I shudder to think of what type of concoction Erik might mix for me in his present state. Ah well, perhaps we should attempt to drown our sorrows and we can allow tomorrow to take care of itself." Erik, can I offer you a drink; a whiskey, perhaps?"The man stopped his pacing for a. He was a very overweight (350+) single man in his early 70’s. Everyone kind of suspected he was gay, but no one ever talked about it.Our card sessions were also a chance for everyone to get drunk. We all did, including the mayor who consumed copious amounts of gin. We often did not sit by our spouse. The mayor seemed to want to sit by my wife and directly across from me. When we left, my wife would often kiss him lightly on his big lips. After a few sessions, I began to notice that after a few. She spent rather more time with her other friends, often not returning home: knowing that rather than be surrounded by the beautiful body of the most wonderful lover she’d ever known she’d spend another night listening to the constant thump thump of Chastity’s bed against the wall and the girl’s unrestrained cries of ecstasy. She wondered if she could ever find a solution to her dilemma, – one that would allow her the opportunity to keep open her relationship with her unusually endowed lover..