Back in the room, we took out the map of Boston which we had previously purchased and spread it out on the bed. It was a large map and covered much of... the bed. We had Southie outlined on it from maps we had seen on the Internet.There had still been signs of snow visible from I-93 in some areas. We had seen pictures of Southie on the Internet which showed some of the streets there were more like alleys - being very narrow like those in many old cities in Europe and Great Britain. We had wondered. Carol had two kids, both girls, their ages basically matching those of Myra's boys, and her pink, freckled skin delivered the jokingly requested contrast with Myra's dark chocolate hue; besides, it was clear to me that she and Myra got along the best. After some perfunctory interviews, I showed Carol the Major (nude and with an erection, as I had shown him to Myra) and asked, "Are you interested?"Carol said, "Huh! You're darn tootin'! Is the Pope Catholic?" Okay," I replied, "What did you look. I finally stammered back that it was indeed my pleasure, and asked if she would like to sit down with me to relax before I was lost in my book. I round the next bend, dropping my speed to 35 mph. My tires are shifting on the dirt road bringing my car precariously close to the steep grade. The grade and valley floor are full of enough rocks and pine trees to make even the most experienced driver nervous. The trees in the valley and the mountains are still topped with snow, even this late in the. The realisation was quite visible on my scaled face, but this to me was just one more opportunity to humiliate this imbecile. “You’re right. The Genie’s power does exceed my own.” I put my plan into action. “But not for long.” I slowly slithered down, wrapping myself around the Genie, who babbled on about the Boy taking a few too many hits courtesy of myself as I thought about the next one I would deliver. “Slave! I make my third wish!” By now the Boy looked on, believing me to have fallen for.