A perfect life

For the next few weeks, life is pretty good, no scratch that life is idyllic. You live in a personal paradise beyond the wildest dreams of even the most hedonistic of bon vivant.

You quit your job, of course, no need to **** for money when you have a genie. Fine wines, exotic cuisine, the very latest in consumer goods all yours for the asking. You consider wishing for a mansion but the genie reminds you that her powers are limited to affecting the physical world. It would be hard to deflect the attention suddenly creating a suitable palace would draw. Instead, you settle for having her conjure up enough cash to rent the top floor of a five-star hotel.

Established in the lap of luxury you turn your thoughts to what else your **** can do for you.