D. All Rights reserved. Two Genie Tales By Caleb Jones A Last Request Bill Brewer couldn't believe his eyes. In his fifty-five years of life, nothing... magical had ever taken place... until now. He had just cleaned an antique lamp of the layer of dust covering it, and a beautiful woman suddenly stood in front of him, appearing out of nowhere."So.... Let me get this straight. You, Bar-Bee, live in that lamp. When I call, you will come and grant me anything I want, short of creation of life or. She'd seen girls who'd trimmed their deltas down to almost nothing, and nobody had said anything about it. Of course she only saw most of those girls during P.E. It wasn't like in high school where you knew everybody and everybody knew you and you were around them all of the time.She took most of the hair off with her scissors, and then got busy with her razor. Most of the stubble came off easily, but she had to use a mirror and go slowly when she shaved around her labia - the last thing she. ? A cough,a low laugh. ?Of course, it is said that the Lord doth love the sinnerbetter than the saint, as the sinner is in greater need of God's love. Nowshake those hips. Wiggle that ass.? Janet complies, her legs trembling, slim, well muscled thighs trembling asher lovely ass works from side to side, eliciting a rousing cheer from thegrowing crowd of spectators. ?Press it against the glass, move your hips like you're fucking it.? ?Please . . .? ?No pleading necessary, Janet. Bend over. " That's for sure," I breathed, finally able to contribute something to the conversation."Like I'm not perfect," she said.She stopped then, just looking at me. Her hand was still on my knee. I was too young, at that specific point in time, to realize the implications of what she had just said ... about how I had gone from being the unattainable White Knight, to a flawed human being like herself. A flawed human being ... who she could now look at as being attainable.I didn't understand that.