We had just celebrated our twenty-sixth anniversary. My husband had a problem with the loss of the breast and could not accept the results, so needles... to say the marriage ended in divorce.As I sat there looking at the white, cold, landscape, I decided I needed a change of scenery. Somewhere that was warm, sunny destination with beaches. A place to boost my spirits; hell maybe I could even find a man there. Oh God, it would be so nice to feel like a woman again.I began thinking, and then it. Gemma asked how I was doing after recently splitting from my girlfriend. I explained how I had found her cheating on me with a friend and that it had been ongoing since we started dating. At this point I found myself getting upset. Gemma moved closer and stroked my arm in reassurance, the softness of her touch made the hairs on my neck stand on end and a stirring in my pants. I shifted uncomfortably trying to hide the growing bulge in my pants. Gemma’s gaze shifted as I moved and she caught. Salabah saw his hurt pride & smiled."It will get worse still Oh proud one." She whispered to the air. A sulky Djinn appeared before a startled George. He bowed with distaste & said as he must. "I am the Djinn of the lamp. What is your will my master?" At no one time did George think it was a joke - the Djinn was far to real. He saw the sulky mouth - rather like a school Kid in the library reading the tale of Two Cities.One of the reasons Salabah picked George for her schemes was that he was a. Scott. She will see you then.”I arrived early and spoke to the maitre d’. “Look, I need the best table you have, and the bill has to come to me. I don’t care what my guest says or does, I get the check. We good?” When I lifted my hand from his little lectern thing, there were three hundreds under it.“Completely understood.” The money was removed so smoothly I wouldn’t have been surprised to learn he’d interned with Penn and Teller.As she entered, the sound dimmed and the only thing I heard was.