My fantasy:
Not long after our marriage, Ali and I went to visit my Mom.
Ali has a list of complaints...
POOF!
In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appears in front of me, and intones,
"I am the Genie of Fantasy. I can not make you rich or famous, but I CAN put you into any fantasy world you wish. You can stay in the fantasy world as long as you want... you can say the words, "Teenie Genie, take me home" or if you fall asleep, you'll return to this real world, and only one minute in real time will have passed."
I eagerly tell him what I want.
POOF!
After some time in the corner for me,
Mom suggested they have a 'go' at a joint caning session, and so:
And I moaned and sobbed.
After some 30 strokes from each, they stopped, and Mom told me to 'go to bed'.
I went, rubbing my bottom on the way.
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