Copyright (c) 2020 James Miehoff, All Rights Reserved.
This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright.
------------------
The following is a work of fiction and as such all characters mentioned herein are fictional and any resemblance to any persons living, dead or fictional is coincidental. All characters mentioned herein that participate in sexual activities are adults (18 years of age or older).
------------------
It was the last day of James' vacation. Saddened by that fact, he decided to walk along the fabulous beach in front of the hotel. 'Some topless women sunbathing will cheer me up,' he thought.
As he walked along, he spotted something out in the water rolling towards the beach. He waded out and picked it up. It looked like a big lump of barnacles and coral, but there was something shiny under the crud. He looked around and found a small stone and carefully smashed his find with the rock. To his amazement, the crud broke off cleanly and left him holding a delicately carved glass bottle.
There was a stopper in it. 'Should I?' he thought. 'I don't know. It might be more valuable intact.' Pondering, his curiosity got the better of him and he yanked the stopper out.
Red and yellow and purple smoke billowed out of the bottle and James tried to throw it away, but he was too terrified. Finally, the smoke cleared and a stereotypical genie stood in front of him.
"What is your one wish, my master," the genie intoned.
Before he had a chance to think, James engaged his mouth and spoke up, "I thought I got three wishes? What's up with only one wish?"