I'm a slave. Anyone can order me to do things."The girl's jaw dropped for a moment. "You mean that if I told you to eat me, you'd do it?" Yes, Mistres...s. Would you like me to eat your pussy?" No, no. I was just asking. I was just curious."Her mother laughed loudly. "Curious for sure. Curious to see what that slut's tongue would feel like in your pussy. You want it, and you know it." No, I don't. I was just asking..." Well, I don't know about you, but I'm gonna get me some of that." She stood up. I asked Jake and Mindy if anyone wanted anything fixed differently for them.I watch as Jake made a breakfast sandwich, a slice of buttered toast, layered with bacon then an egg, then two slices of crispy scrapple and three sausage patties, two slices of cheese, another egg, and all covered with another slice of toast.Jake was smiling as he finished putting it together, "You cannot find a sandwich like this anywhere in the world," and then took a big bite of it.Mindy asked, "What is scrapple?". ” Then she went for his trousers, unfastening them and taking the zip down. She pushed them along with his briefs down his legs allowing his hard cock to spring up and out at her.“Yes!” she exclaimed. “You’re ready!”Now he was naked and she was still in her underwear, what there was of it, but he dispensed with it swiftly, pushing the flat of his hands inside the waistband and sliding her minimal knickers over the tight round mounds of her bottom, and down her slim thighs, caressing her legs. Five genies are in the room that didn't exist. They act as though no timehas passed since they started their contest.Then again, it didn't.For beings of their power, time is strictly optional."That was fun. Now to pick a winner." No need. It was me, let's just acclaim it and get on with the party." Oh please, get real. You can't possibly think you beat me. Mine wasbrilliant." Get out. An imp could have done better than that." We did agree to vote on it, no voting for yourself. How about we do.