Casual Sex

    Now, before I go on, I should explain that normally I think casual sex should go on a list with recreational **** and manifest destiny as phrases that simply should not be formed. Nothing good has ever come of that combination of words, and yet somehow people continue to fall for it. 
    And in some parallel universe, which you can write if you like, I would be smart enough not to fall for it myself. But I now had a magic genie, and that made me feel pretty unstoppable. So I decided to go with something really stupid. 
    “All right,” I said. “I’d like to be able to have casual sex with someone attractive.” 
    Michelle considered. “Well, that could take a little doing.” 
      “What do you mean, ‘that could take a little doing?’ That’s a perfectly simple request, isn’t it?” 
     She smiled. “Yes… But first I’m going to have to alter the entire course of human history, biology and evolution so that casual sex is an actual thing.” 
    “Wait. Let me be a little more speci-”
    “Done. Sorry that took so long.” 
     I looked around. Everything seemed more or less the same. 
    “I can have casual sex with someone attractive now?” 
    “Step outside.”