Curtis Bell, first year university student

We could perhaps relate the story of how the lamp containing Suzanne Miller made its way from a hotel room in Italy to a student dorm in England but since it involves no kinky sex, zero crazy wishes, and only a modicum of gratuitous **** we'll skip over that part. Suffice to say it spent several months passing from hand to hand without once revealing its secrets until it fell into the possession of Curtis Bell.

Curtis had every reason to feel pretty good as he unpacked his bags. His three A* A-levels had secured him his first choice university. His bank account was flush with student loan money and he was sure the girl across the hall had been checking him out.

So he didn't really feel like he needed the "lucky lamp" his mother had packed in among his textbooks. Still, it was a nice thought and he smiled as he placed it on the windowsill.

"Huh, what's that?" He grunted as the brass caught the light highlighting what might be an inscription.

He couldn't quite make it out, perhaps if he cleaned it up?

Using a corner of his t-shirt Curtis rubbed the lamp and stumbled back with a yell of alarm as pink smoke began to pour from the spout.

The lamp still clutched in one hand and blinded by thick sweet smelling smoke Curtis fumbled for the door handle but as quickly as it had appeared the smoke dissipated revealing a woman!

She appeared to be about twenty years older than Curtis. Tall, blonde, beautiful and entirely naked!

Curtis gapped at the woman rendered utterly speeches by her impossible appearance. The woman stared back at him seeming as confused by the situation as he was.

Long seconds ticked by until Suzanne recovered enough of her wits to break the silence...