Liz was lost and she knew it. She had passed the point of no return and there was no going back. All her hard work, studying, and intelligence meant n...thing as she thrashed beneath Trent like a common whore. And she was starting to like acting like a slut.This tall, strong, handsome stranger had taken everything from her and Liz was grateful to him. She had never known such pleasure. All that mattered to her was getting fucked. Her subjugation was complete. Liz was converted and she willingly. "New Jersey, is it?" He looked around at all the clutter in the house. "Not much room to breathe here." That's because of my wife," Patrick said. "She has a talent for creating chaos. And who are you, by the way?" Cornelius Fearghal Aloysius O'Toole, at your service," the little man said, bowing. "And by the way, thank you for letting me out of that lamp." You actually came from the lamp?" Patrick said. "You're not a--" Yes," Cornelius said. "I am what is commonly known as a genie."Patrick. After a week I went for tuition when I rang the bell aditi opened the door she was sitting on floor drawing I closed the door and sat on the floor facing her. While I asked her were is teacher she replied she had gone to visit her relative he would come by 5.00 pm then she said me to read a chapter from my book in few minutes I got bored as no one was in the class then I asked aditi that where are the rest of students she replied they will come after two days.I was bored so started looking what. Puzzled, he walked through the house and finally into the bedroom. The bedding was folded back neatly and the scarlet sheets were on the bed. The bed was piled high with white pillows. They’d always liked lots of pillows on the bed. There was a sheer white scarf in the center of the bed and a monogrammed note lying in its center. He reached for the note as he thought about how she was always leaving him notes of love everywhere. She had gone out to get some of his ‘favorite’ sandwiches for.