He despised people who felt the need to costume. He thought this as he absent-mindedly fingered the metal spikes on his well-worn shoulder pads. The o...ly item of clothing he was wearing. Minus the sawed off Mossberg duct taped to his right thigh.Rick O’Shea was still upstairs, still talking to the camera which was no longer recording. He played worse rooms than that. At least he still had the cameraman and reporter. The reporter had loosened his tie and collar. The product in his hair was. You have no idea how often peoplejust get their wishes and don't even show the slightest gratitude. Nowthat you can see I'm for real, could we move on to wish number two?"This was moving a little faster than I could keep up with mentally, butI did have another wish already picked out. "I wish I had the abilityto control people's thoughts, feelings and actions and evenpersonalities."The genie closed his eyes for a few seconds again, then said, "Done.And good choices so far. So many people wish. Sometimes I would simply touch her on the shoulder and she would turn around into my arms saying ‘Do me!’ She never objected to graphic language when we were in the throes of passion, which is something that I really enjoyed, especially when she used it.“She was also adventurous. There was no sexual position that she objected to, and she made certain that all of her openings were available to me. When we were first married, I avoided any suggestion of using the ‘back door’, assuming that she. Since my jobcan support us both, you are going to quit your job and become my fulltime maid."My look must have shown my shock."Don't worry, missy," she said rather calmly, "I am not going to tellthe world, yet. But from this point forward I will own you, and youwill do nothing I do not tell you to do. Understand?" Yeah," I grumbled.I suddenly see Erin got up and kicked her leg out, right into my groin."From here forward you will address me as Mistress Erin, or Mistress.Since you have soiled.