"Who are you? Where did you come from? Why are you offering to 'fulfill' my wishes?" The young antique dealer was anxious to learn all she could about... this mysterious stranger. "My name is not important. I am a genie – your genie. And I am here as your humble servant," he paused to gather his thoughts. "I come from a land far away – distant in both geography and time. Many years ago, an evil sorcerer imprisoned me in that lamp. It has been my fate to serve whoever possesses it and grant him –. " I don't, Andrea. I know you think you'll lose things. But, damnit woman, you are more than the things. Where are your hopes and aspirations? Where are your dreams, your talents, your abilities? You get to keep those no matter what." You don't know me, Peter. You don't know me at all. How dare you judge me after, what, five, six hours together?"I sighed, frustrated. "I'm not judging you, Andrea. I'm judging your choices; your behaviors; the decisions you're making. They're not good. "If it was a truly edged weapon I wouldn't have tried it. But with it being blunt it was worth the look on your face when I did," said Nathan with a large smile now on his face."Long as you know the difference I can live with that," said Ariel smiling back at him as she came in close to kiss him, smacked his butt, and then took back up her on guard position to start again.Nathan just laughed as he bent over to retrieve his sword and got ready himself to start.Later they would practice some. Again I am totally disorientated and struggling to get air. I feel myself being dragged along the sea bed, and realise that my bikini panties are being pulled down by the motion. I reach down to try to grab them, but it’s too late and the panties disappear into the deep darkness of the surf. I am suddenly thrust up to the surface, and manage to gulp a mouthful of air. I can see the beach is even further away, and I am being pulled towards rocks at the bottom of a cliff. Then another wave.