Thinking carefully

'A genie!'

'Wow!'

In my hand, the bottle that had summoned the creature was now cool. I thought carefully about what to do next. 'Damn,' I said out loud. I had forgotten to ask how many wishes I get. The obvious notion came to mind. Wish for more wishes.

[But I warn You, Master, that the forces of magic work in wicked ways.]

The genie's words still echoed in my mind. I must plan the wording carefully. I must try to out think the genie to avoid strange and possibly dangerous fates. Perhaps a wish first to have the ability to undo any wish? That way if I want to get out of a bad situation, I won't have to waste a with each time?

Money would solve many of my problems. New car, new home, several homes, yea that would be nice. 'Chris Bauman.... Billionare,' now that sounds nice. But wishing for one billion dollars? I could end up having just robbed some bank and I'm on the run.

My love life could use some improvements for a start. I'm always using some crappy pickup line and goofing just when some chick is interested in me. I could wish to be a great, no the greatest lover. 'Chris Bauman American Gigolo'. That title has a nice ring to it. But I'd likely be made to have some dorky fetish for fat chicks.

Power. Yes. With power, would come wealth, and women. 'Step this way Mr. President'. Knowing this genie, I'd end up like that Brendan Fraser character in Bedazzled and be a **** czar.

Money Love or Power, I can't decide.

Fame. Fame would be good also. Everyone wanting my autograph. If I were a famous movie star Id have money, sex and power. Hmmmmm. I always wanted to star in movies and my highschool drama teacher said I had hiddent talents.

'Genie, I am ready for my wish,' I said as I maintained a firm grip on the bottle.