In an American park, and Jason Walker, a bisexual young college student.

(Note: This story will contain some male on male action, though it will primarily be girls in the harem. I'm perfectly happy to write perfectly straight storylines too, other than maybe some lesbianism, being a bisexual guy myself has its benefits, but this won't be one of them. All branches I start with intent for bi action will have this disclaimer.)

Jason Walker was taking a walk through the park, just enjoying the sunny day. He was a 19 year old man with a lean but fit physique, short black hair he styled to be spiky, green eyes, a fairly tanned complexion, and a slightly above average height. He was studying psychology with high hopes of becoming a therapist one day, and fortunately, he has managed to get a scholarship that covered many of the costs, though he'd still needed to take out some loans. Still, once he had set up a practice, said loans should be manageable, and it helped that he also took on a part time job as a cart pusher at a nearby grocery store.

Still, his work life "balance" was hard to endure. Because it was hardly a balance. He joked that if one put his life on one end of one of those old scales used to compare weights of coins, and his work on the other end, the life part would get launched into the stratosphere. So having a day to himself without studying or working was a much needed break.

"Ah," he sighed as he laid under a tree in the park. "I have long needed this..." He gazed out, occasionally seeing joggers, and other park goers. He admired the joggers mainly, both male and female ones. They tended to have pretty nice bodies he could appreciate, and being bi, though he favored women, gave him a bit more to appreciate. Not that being bi helped him get laid more often. Just not enough time.

He thought about just taking an outdoor nap when a glint caught his eye. He turned to look, and nestled in the grass was a gold Arabian lamp that reminded him of Aladdin. He chuckled at the thought as he picked it up and looked it over. "Looks pretty fancy though. Wonder if I could pawn it off for a decent buck. Or I could keep it as a nice knick knack," he mused aloud, brushing grass off, as city workers had recently cut it, leaving some blades of it on the ground. This of course counted as rubbing it.