Immortality

When I found the genie, I started making my list of three wishes.

"You only get one wish," she genie said.

"But I thought...."

"That's just in the stories."

"I wish I could have immortality and stay the same age I am now."

Being twenty-six was old enough for me. The genie granted my wish. I know he did because a week later, a drunk driver slammed into my car head on. I woke up in the county morgue with a toe tag on my foot.

The genie was long gone, ready for someone else to find since I had used my one wish. I bought a boat and decided to see the world. While I was alone in the middle of the Atlantic ocean, I pondered my endless future. I could learn anything and do anything since I had forever.

The third week out, a bad storm rocked my boat and I hit my head on something. I woke up on a beach with pieces of the broken boat washed up on the sand. That's when I looked up to see dozens of women in strange clothing standing over me. They were the most beautiful women I had ever seen. Their cleavage shined with sweat. Their faces were the faces of super models.

They took me by **** and shoved pointed spears near my face to keep me in line. Soon, I was placed in a type of jail cell.

The sexy tall muscular one with blonde hair that seemed to be in control said, "You're a man, aren't you?"

"Yes. My boat must have been hit hard by the storm. Can you help me? Do you have a boat?"

Instead of answering me, she said, "My name is Hippolyta." Then she sent a large fist swinging through the air that made contact with my face. Everything went dark. I work up naked and chained down, laying face up with my head in a box where I could look up and see the ceiling through a circular cut out place in the box. The sides of the box were glass and I could see many of the sexy women standing in the room glaring down at me.