‘no, witness’s disappeared’ he said. . . . Tim was terrified of Steve, I could see it now. ‘why are you telling me this Tim?’ I asked, now I... was looking away, I was starting to get nervous, did I even know who Steve was at all, the Steve I knew might be a complete lie, skinny Tim might be full of shit, hes not faking though, hard to fake that pale sweat look. My brain started up again, it was racing. The looks from Steve, the violent fuck sessions, the blank stares and anger. . . . something. Nick decided that he would have to be more careful. The genie would use whatever commands he was given to try and weaken Nick and gain the upper hand. The genie's smirk faded and his face hardened. You know, don't you? Nick thought. You have to read my mind to understand me, so you know that I'm on to you. But you only respond to spoken commands. Just give me a minute to think, buddy, and we'll see just how much wiggle room you have. If I wish to be male . . ."Blonde," the genie barked. " Said Miss Agostini."Well John. It appears that you have given this a lot of thought." We all have. Miss Agostini. As far as adults and children, Similar things can be done." How so, John?" Asked Miss Schmidt."Well, it’s a bit more complicated. It depends on which is making the request and for what reason." I offered. "Suppose that a girl has heard that one of the male teachers is large. She is just curious. It sounds bad, but suppose she just wants to see what large means? If she asks her. When I got back to the table Jane looked more relaxed than either me or Abby. I gave them their drinks and sat down."Well, you've passed the physical," Jane said with a smile. "I could do it with you." Well, that's comforting to know. You have me at a disadvantage, though. You seem to have this all worked out, while I still can't believe I'm doing this."Abby just sat there shooting icy glances in my direction."Are you married, Kevin? I can be very discreet—you don't have to worry." It's not my.