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.ThreeMOREWishesBe Kind ToYour GeniebyDoctor MC, Mad Scientistdoctor_m_c@hotmail.comRender-art by Commotion22HYPO TO HELIO BOOKSHoustonThree More Wishes © 2012 by Doctor MC, Mad Scientist.All rights reserved.No part of this novel may be reproduced in any matter whatsoever, including internet usage, without written permission from Hypo To Helio Books or the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.This is a work of fiction.Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.All sexually active characters are eighteen or older.Ebook’s ISBN: 978-1-938293-02-3Front-cover render-art by: Commotion22Inside render-art by: Commotion22Author-photo render-art by: Doug SturkContact Doctor MC, Mad Scientist at:doctor_m_c AT hotmail DOT comHYPO TO HELIO BOOKS2427 Clearbrook DriveMissouri City, Texas 77489-6061TABLE OF CONTENTSChapter 1 A Boy Called “Shorty”Chapter 2 Aunt Claire, Uncle WarrenChapter 3 I Inherit—Sort OfChapter 4 Fatima The GenieChapter 5 On A Date With My GenieChapter 6 What Do I Wish For?Chapter 7 No Longer A ShortyChapter 8 I Make More DiscoveriesChapter 9 I Lose My VirginityChapter 10 Day 2: More ChangesChapter 11 My Second Three-WayChapter 12 I Confront Mr.BenderChapter 13 Natasha’s New PlanChapter 14 Orgy in Home EcChapter 15 Fatima’s Bad NewsChapter 16 I Awaken With.An IdeaChapter 17 Aunt EstherChapter 18 Don’t Offend Ashnadim!Chapter 19 My Harem ExpandsChapter 20 Classroom OrgyChapter 21 A Seventh Wish?Chapter 22 Lingerie For A SultanChapter 23 Fatima Meets The FolksChapter 24 I Rescue JaniceChapter 25 I Give A Pimp ProblemsChapter 26 Six New HousematesChapter 27 At The Costume PartyChapter 28 Tim & I Thwart Evil TwinsChapter 29 We’re All In The DarkChapter 30 I Rescue Two Little KidsChapter 31 Life Is No Fun For HaroldChapter 32 Am I Famous?Chapter 33 Drat, I’m FamousChapter 34 The Pool PartyChapter 35 Another Genie MasterChapter 36 Virgilia Asks QuestionsChapter 37 A Genie MurderedChapter 38 I Warn; Paula PlotsChapter 39 Paula Works Her PlotChapter 40 Paula Meets ElviraChapter 41 Who Will Own The Lamp?Chapter 42 The Date Of Fated DeathChapter 43 Epilog: 2013Chapter 44 Epilog: 2068Chapter 1A Boy Called “Shorty”Hank Miller was slamming me into a locker, ten minutes before the start of First Period.Another typical day at Plato Smith High School.“You stay away from my girlfriend, Shorty, got it?” Hank said.As if there was the slightest chance that I hadn’t already gotten the message clearly, months ago.Hank lifted me so that my face was even with his (and my feet were off the floor).“Anna Kay deserves better than to be seen with a runt like you,” he said.Which was certainly true, at least from Hank’s point of view.Not only was Anna Kay Henderson a cheerleader, she was stacked.As for me, Marvin Harper, I’m the shortest guy in the senior class, at 5′2″.Shortest by several inches.While Hank was the starting quarterback.Yeah, there was a definite status-difference here.“Um, Hank?” Anna Kay said, in a small voice.“Later, cupcake,” Hank said.“I got to explain some facts of life to shrimp-guy here.”Anna Kay said, “Hank, I asked Marvin to help me, tutor me in Trigonometry.”“Yeah? That right?” Hank asked me.I nodded.Hank smiled evilly.“Well then, maybe I can persuade Tiny Tim here to do your trig homework, not just help you with it.That way, Anna Kay, you and I can spend more time together.”“Vat are you doink to Marvin?” a female voice demanded.“Go away, ‘Princess Anastasia,’ ” Hank said, without turning his face away from mine.Hank didn’t turn his head to look at Natasha Ludmenkov, but I did.Mainly because Natasha was definitely worth looking at.Right now, she had her arms crossed, she was tapping a foot, and she was glaring at Hank.Hank still was looking straight at me.“So, you tutoring Anna Kay because you expect to get into her panties?”“What, do I look as stupid as you are?” I said.“So, you doing it for money? How much are you paying him, Anna Kay?”Anna Kay looked unhappy to be part of all this.“Hank, Marvin offered to help me without charging me a cent.”I said, “In class it’s easy to tell she’s struggling with the trig.She needs help, and I can help her, so I offered to tutor her for free.”“Oh? Isn’t that nice,” Hank said to me.“You’re a real nice guy, aren’t you?”“He is.He is nice guy,” Natasha said.“So go let him.”Hank still didn't glance at Natasha.Raising his voice, he said, “Run off now, child.Let the adults talk.”“I vill not leafe until you go let him,” Natasha declared.Hank smirked at me.“You need for skirts to defend you now? Wow, you really are a girly-boy.”Hank finally turned to look at pale goddess Natasha.“Bell’s about to ring.You’ll be late to class.”The leggy Russian girl gave my tormenter a smile.“So long as you hold Marvin, I stand here.Soon or late, teacher is seeink four pipple in hallway.If you still bullyink Marvin then, thinks not good for you.Maybe you expel, hm? I stand here, checkmate.”And sure enough, the Tardy Bell did ring then.Hank let me go.“We’ll talk later, pee-wee,” he said, before walking away with Anna Kay.Anna Kay glanced back to show me an apologetic face.As I was donning my backpack, Natasha nodded toward Hank.“I am him not likink.Totally not likink.Hank Miller is”—the Russian word did not sound flattering.I started to walk to my first-period class, having decided that going to the office and requesting a tardy slip was asking for trouble.But as soon as I started to walk toward Physics class, Natasha turned to walk alongside me.Natasha hadn’t asked my permission, of course.There were three reasons that Natasha had been nicknamed “Princess Anastasia” here at school.Yes, Natasha was Russian, and yes, she had the looks and the poise of a model, but mainly her nickname came from walking into any room as though she owned the place.I had not spoken since she had taken up position as my wingman.Filling the silence, she said, “Not is so bad if you is girly-boy.Some womans do girly-boy more likink than furry man.”I said, “I don’t like it at all, a woman rescuing me.I should be rescuing her.But fat chance of that.” I sighed.“I graduate in three weeks, and I by myself still can’t stop anyone from shitting on me.”But then I remembered my manners.“Natasha, what you did was kind,” I said.“Thanks for your help.”She shrugged.“I cannot let you to nurse clinic is goink, while I am the hands wrinkink.”By now we were in front of Physics class.I put my hand on the doorknob to go in, but then Natasha put her hand on my shoulder.She said, “You are good man, Marvin Stephanovich Harper.I am you watchink.You should get gooder life than you is gettink.”Soon a genie would come to agree with Natasha, and my life would get “gooder” than I could possibly imagine.But I need to set the stage first, O Reader [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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