The view might have been interesting, but he just didn't have it in him to listen to the high-speed, high-pitched blabber of college-age girls ramblin... on about nothing in the halls until the wee hours of the morning.The card-key weapon stabbed into the eternal wound above the doorknob. The little LEDs flashed and turned red. His stabbed again. And again. Searching his mind for a magical verbal password that might bypass this obvious technological failure, he said "Come on dickweed, WORK."While. I found myself holding on to his upper arms. As my breathing grew stronger and hotter, I could feel each exhaled breath blowing back at me after bouncing off my friend’s chest.He guided me over to one of the chairs at the table. I sat down and spread my legs for him. Blaise’s light rubbing continued for another minute as my cock grew stiffer and longer for him. As it approached its full size, he squeezed tightly around the base forcing my shaft to fill completely with blood. The pressure also. He's told us to come by anytime and ask for him, we'll get it at cost." That's you, I'm not you." Ah, we'll never go there. I'll call him and tell him you're a good friend and I'm sending you over.And so it was that Dutch found himself at Shulman's Jewelry just before six. It was quiet, not much traffic as most people were just getting home from work and either eating or getting ready to eat.Robert had called and made arrangements with the owner to expect Dutch, but even Dutch was surprised to. "I think we need to have a talk." I said, seriously.And we did talk for a long time. I learned that a djinn is made though a human sacrifice and I found out that I can keep my djinn as long as I tell the truth to her and don't do anything that will seriously affect the time line.After a while I asked her, "Do djinns eat?"She said "Not really but I do like to try new things if my master will let me."The more I listened to Ris the more I thought she felt that she was an object and not a person. I.