‘Just come over, huh? Sure. D’you want me to bring anything? Supper perhaps?’ Denise heard a giggle from the other end of the phone. ‘Rather d...epends on what you want to eat, Denise!’ Denise cracked up. She couldn’t help it, she simply roared. ‘Once not enough for you, Susan? And I thoughtyou were doing that for Elaine, and me?’ ‘Well,’ said Susan, ‘Come on over and we can talk about it, huh?’ ‘I’ll be a few minutes, there’s some stuff I’ve got to take care of here, then I’ll race around there!’. That moment I found I am not his first rich housewife with whom he had sex. That moment my phone started to ring. I was naked and couldn’t come out. My lover is downstairs. The boy closed the door. He was almost nineteen or twenty. He was short and strong but very ugly. He obviously saw my clothes and searched for the phone in purse. At that moment I had no choice but shout at him. Don’t touch my phone. He looked at me and smiled. So you are also fucking him, I never thought, you could do this.. "Greetings, Master," she said. "I am the genie of the lamp. You have three wishes. How may I serve you?" Wow! Why only three wishes?" Jim asked."Do you wish to know the answer to that question, Master?" the genie asked.Jim quickly realized that he could waste his wishes on trivial questions if he was not careful. He would have to consider his wishes and be very careful about the wording or risk wasting them or suffering horrible consequences.Well, his first wish would be easy. He knew. By the time the weekend approached I was ready to get my running gear on and just run, run and run until I would somehow manage to run off this stupid planet or into some kind of alternative dimension with a more stable climate and less shit-storms.Sunday morning, when the kids were away on daddy-day, I was determined to do just that and run my long overdue 10k. I was getting into my tank top when P signed on to Whatssup and said a casual, “Good morning, Annie. How are you?”To be honest I have.