..a granny, I could not blow this opportunity I said to myself. With that in mind, I played it coy initially but the more we drank the more we would f...lirt and hands would brush against each others legs as we laughed and finished the bottle. Jane then excused herself to the bathroom and I waited impatiently on the couch wondering where this would end, but hoping it would be with my cock inside Jane.As I pondered, Jane shouted on me and I quickly got up to see what was wrong, noticing the. ” Simon thought for a moment then looked at me. “Say, Brody, wanna be the designated driver?” Whoopty fucking do. We’re at a small club called Vertigo seated on some plush seats in the corner with a vantage point of the dance floor, clogged bar, and the ladies sitting at the other tables. It was pitch black with a layer of fog creeping along the ground like some biblical omen. The dance floor was a laser show of colors and shapes that danced along with each track blaring from the club speakers.. He crawled to the object, pulled it out of the sand, and discovered that it was a Manischewitz wine bottle.It appeared that there may be a drop or two left in the bottle, so he unscrewed the top and out popped a genie. BUT this was no ordinary Genie.This genie appeared to be a Chasidic Rabbi, complete with black alpaca coat, black hat, side curls, and tzitzis.‘Vell kid, ‘ said the genie, ‘you know how it voiks. You got tree vishes.’ ‘I’m not going to trust you, ‘ says the Arab.‘I’m not going to. “Are you alright?” I check once again.“I’m really nervous.” You reply looking grim. I pull you close, giving you a one-armed hug while I smoke over your head.“It’ll be okay babe, I promise. I’ll be right there with you all night.” I can feel you nod against my chest.We stay like this until I finish my smoke and for a few minutes longer until I feel your shoulders begin to unclench.“Shall we?” I offer, taking your hand one more time. You nod tightly as I push the door open. Clare is.