"Zena asked, "So would it bother you, considering how we do it? Just touching my bottom makes my pussy almost squirt. There would be so much blood; so...eone would think there was a murder. Should I call my mom back in?" I'm fine. I have you to kiss. What more could I want?"We finished and Bee went scampering into the shower. Zena put a giant Tampax box on the sink and we left.Zora and my mom were making breakfast. Both were in a teasing mood. My mom said, "You three out here in the living room. " It did. How?" Jennifer asked."The wizard actually stopped me on the second wish before I said something about a yacht, mansion and other things and told me to just concentrate on the djinn, something about a technicality," Paul said."Okay, one last question," Jennifer quizzed, "Why a girl like that one? That is one hot djinn. I mean if I wasn't, didn't .. I might. Well, you know," she said getting flushed and embarrassed."I didn't before now. But if you were a teenaged boy and could wish for. Yet, there are more gangs that had been present at the fateful meeting: the Baseball Vixens, close friends of the Baseball Furies, the South Beach Warlords, the Yorkville Razors, the Robbery Elite from Lower East Side, the Five Points Shamrocks, the Yellowjackets from Mill Basin, the Corporate Crooks from Old Town, the Soiled Doves of Jamaica, the Little Italy Bluebirds, the Kips Bay Flames, and the gangs that will play a significant role in this story along with the Warriors, the Sea Gate. You sit back in the nice big leather arm chair with your legs curled beneath you, watching as your partner meanders around the room lighting small tea candles that are scattered about the floor.Your eyes sore from hours of relentless tears and unyielding sleep, he looks over his shoulder to make sure you are okay. With a smile he looks back at the last candle on the floor, lighting it he straightens, tucks the lighter into his pocket and makes his way over to you.Without any effort he lifts.