I walked her to my car and helped her in. She again smirked at me as she made sure that the dress rode up so that I could get another glimpse of her b...sh. I leaned in and said, "You really are quite the slut, aren't you?"She smiled back and said, "But I'm your slut." For now," I replied, and her smile faltered a little bit.We drove in silence for a few minutes until we reached our destination. As I helped her out of the car, she said, "Why are we here? I just got my hair cut last week? Are we. .." "Easy Joe, you'll hurt yourself, I'm a Genie, just like on the TV show. I am here to grant you a wish," she explained. "But I didn't find a bottle or rub a lamp and how did you get in my mirror" "Well, I'm a Genie, that's how I got in your mirror and I was sent by the woman you helped last month. Remember stopping and changing the tire for an elderly woman on that rainy day? She offered to pay you and you refused?" the Genie asked. "Yeah, I remember. I couldn't take her money, she was too. She’s told me a lot about you too. — Ok, well enough small talk, let’s get her home, she wants to take a shower, and hopefully change into some clothes. Girl, you’re practically running around naked. – Bianca, you are such a prune! (We all laughed) Finally, we arrived at her house. I basically ran in the bathroom, but had to come back out to get my vibrator. I was tired, but not dead. It had been a long, lonely bus ride, and I was about to let some stress out. I opened my bag, which was. She kept a firm grip on his arm as sheled him out the door. Still half in shock, Chris let himself be leddown the hall. The coach produced a ring of keys from her pocket,opened a door and guided him inside, locking the door behind them.It was an empty workout room. The walls were mirrored from floor toceiling, and a large flat-screen TV hung from a stand in a corner ofthe room. Still gripping his arm, the coach walked him across theroom and around a corner into an adjacent locker room.Taking.