"You are not drunk, and no, I am not a hallucination or a dream." So says the genie as she moves some books of my office chair and sits down next to m... desk."Were you reading my mind?" Hardly. Those are the first two things most intelligent men think when I first appear." The hint of a smile played around her lips."Okay," I said, thinking aloud to try to get a grip on the situation. "Let's say this is real, that I have not inhaled some cleaning solution and you are really a genie. I guess the. "I left a little hole in thebottom so you can pee," Karen said."You have to sit down to pee," Mary laughed, "just like agirl."Steve looked down at where his penis used to be, but all hecould see was what looked like a little girls genitals.Karen and Mary were giggling and pulling him into theirmother's bedroom. Mary opened a dresser drawer and pulledout a pair of bikini panties.Steve slipped into the panties. Then he reached down andfelt his crotch. He couldn't detect any bulge, just aslight. So I was looking forward to the afternoon’s sexual romp with much enthusiasm.After the men had eaten and the small talk had finished the boat cast off and we off we went.It was only a short trip and we anchored in a secluded spot. I wondered how many women had been brought here.I had been shown the cabin that housed the bed that took up most of the room being King sized. It had been stripped off down to a thick dark blue blanket that had been placed there just for the purpose of sex. It did not. She rolled her eyes ‘Is that really the way you guys think?’ she asked, looking at me accusingly. ‘You saw it for yourself,’ I shrugged sheepishly, ‘minds don’t lie, only mouths do. Truth is, I bet that what you saw was just scratching the surface.’ ‘No wonder you guys can be steered so easily by the rudder,’ she replied, unobtrusively grabbing my crotch when she said ‘rudder’ to indicate that was the rudder she was referring to. I held her close again. ‘Can I daydream about fucking you now?’.