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Lena sat on her couch, excitedly opening the package from her aunt back home. Her birthday had been a month ago, but there had been some issues shipping this “mystery present”. As Lena carefully extracted the hand-wrapped gift from within the bubble-wrap-lined box, she smiled.”Thank you, Aunt Margaret…” she said to no one. She lived alone since breaking up with her fiancé, Collin. Due to this, she felt a bit lonely sometimes, but her family back home had really come through for her. They had all called or sent her a card on her birthday and had been there for her since she’d kicked the cheating creep out. And now her Aunt Margaret’s “mystery present” had finally arrived.As Lena tore open the wrapping paper, she noticed the weight of the package. Whatever it was, it felt strangely heavy yet light at the same time; almost trying to lift off of her lap, while at the same time pressing down firmly on her thighs. Finally, the paper was removed and the last box opened. Lena paused.”What the…?” she muttered aloud as she lifted a miniature, antique jukebox from the box. It was candy-apple red with the classic gold and wood trim. It seemed to be in pristine condition, and if she believed the label on the back, it was made in 1989 in Chicago. As she turned the odd present over in her hands, she wondered what made her aunt choose this piece. It was beautiful, yes, but why for Lena?Then she noticed that there was a card in the box that read “This jukebox works perfectly and will play 30 songs, but the best one is Track
3. Play it and you’ll see why. If you can handle it.””‘If I can handle it’?” she pondered quietly to herself. Lena noticed, however, that the flap inside that bore the number 13 was also labeled “Guns N Roses: Paradise City”. Thinking to herself that it was a pretty good song, she pressed the button to play the song. As the first note hit, the room trembled slightly. The sounds flowed out of the machine like water, clear and fluid. They resonated through her apartment and reverberated off the walls. Then, as the lyrics started, thick green smoke started to pour out of the speakers of the jukebox. Lena screamed and scrambled away, her back pressed against the wall as she stared, open-mouthed at the sight before her.The smoke that came out of the jukebox formed into a cloud in the middle of her living room, settling down on the coffee table. When the smoke finally cleared, there sat a man on her table, clad in faded blue jeans, a black t-shirt, Converse sneakers and a leather jacket. His fingers bore several rings and there hung a chain from his neck. His head was tilted down as he examined the still blaring music escort avcılar player, turning it over carefully in his hands. Lena could not see the man’s face, as his long hair kept it hidden from her. Finally, the strange man looked up at her. “Aah, so you must be my new master.” he said matter of factly, standing to his feet as he set the jukebox back down on the table gently. “My name is Arion, formerly of Kalokairi, Greece.” he spoke with a strange accent, like he was from many different places, all muddled together. “Or more recently, Boston, Massachusetts.” he added, bowing to Lena, his hands folded in front of his chest. “Your wish is my command.””What the hell just happened?!” Lena shrieked.He looked at her for a moment and sighed. “Perhaps I should explain further.” He walked toward her and sat down at her dining room table, holding out his hand toward the jukebox. Lena stared in a silent scream as it lifted off the table and levitated across the room to land in front of him on the table. “Please sit down, Master.” he gestured to the chair nearest her as it slid away from the table for her to sit down.The terrified woman practically fell into the chair, her legs to weak to hold her up anymore. She clutched the armrests and cowered against the back of the chair. “Wha… who… what are you?” she whispered, her voice trembling.”As I said before, my name is Arion.” he replied calmly, as if these things happened every day. “And I am jynn. Your wish is my command.””Jynn? …You’re… a genie?” she wanted to think he was lying, but after the display she’d just witnessed, she was pretty convinced. “Like… three wishes, magic lamp… genie?””Yes, Master. I once resided in an old oil lamp, but then one of my previous masters decided that it was too… how did she describe it… ‘cliché’? So I changed my prison to a jewelery box to better suit her. That was in 1925. Then in 1956, my master bid me to change the box to an American football. That was… much less than pleasant. In the summer of 1986, however… that was when I met my most recent master, who was a musician. I helped him gain fame and fortune, and when our time together ended, he presented me with the jukebox. I made it smaller so as to be portable, and I made it my new home. It is still a prison, but he was kind to me in that it has music inside of it. I thoroughly enjoyed my years with him. He showed me modern American culture. And what mortals call ‘rock and roll’. For that, I am eternally grateful to him.”Lena just gaped at him as the sounds of Paradise City faded out from the jukebox. Arion sighed and leaned forward in his seat.”I take it escort bahcesehir you are having trouble believing me, Master. Understandable, but I assure you: I truly am a genie and you are my Master. I will grant you any wish your heart desires.” “You’re… really a genie. And you’re gonna’ grant me any three wishes I want?” she asked. Arion simply nodded. She took another look at this magical being sitting at her dining table, noticing his long dark hair, bronze Mediterranean tan and deep, blue eyes. He had smooth features and a thin goatee, perfectly groomed. His neck looked taut and muscular and his gaze was captivating, the blue of his eyes hypnotizing her. From what she could see of him under his leather jacket and his faded Van Halen t-shirt – How random is that? she thought – he looked to have a well muscled upper body.As her gaze traveled down his body, it lingered on his thighs, the denim stretched tight over the hard muscle. Lena was shocked when she realized that she was checking out this strange being… and liking what she saw! Blushing, she looked back at his face, his eyes looking straight into her’s.”Does this form please you, Master?” he asked her.”Uh… I, uh…” she stammered, her cheeks going from pink to crimson. “I can change it if you wish, Master.” he offered, straightening up in his chair.”Uh, no. You look fine.” she stammered, attempting to calm her heart rate.”As you wish, Master.””Uh, you can call me Lena.” she told him awkwardly. She wasn’t comfortable with people calling her “Master”.Now the rocker genie faltered. “But… you are my master. …Shouldn’t I address you as such? My master who enjoyed football was keen on it, and the woman before him insisted on ‘Mistress’ or ‘Madam LeVesque’. Would you prefer something else?””Just… Lena.” she replied, “Call me Lena.””Very well, Mistress Lena.” he replied, once again bowing to her. “Are you ready to make your first wish?””Uh… close enough.” she mumbled. Then a thought occurred to Lena. “Anything I want?” she asked him, starting to get excited at the possibilities.”Your wish…” he said, standing up and removing his jacket, baring his tanned, muscled arms and toned upper body, “is my command.”Lena gazed hungrily at his body, suddenly forgetting all about wishing for piles of money and a new car. It occurred to her that there was something else she wanted. Something she’d not had in three months….”Arion…” she began, “take off your shirt.”He looked deep into her eyes with a knowing look. “As you command, Mistress Lena.” With that, he pulled the vintage t-shirt over his head and draped it over the chair where his jacket was. Lena beylikdüzü escort gasped softly. His chest was perfectly chiseled, his pectoral muscles smooth and taut. The skin of his body was a golden brown. His stomach was tight and toned, with his abdominals clearly visible. His shoulders were broad, traps well formed between his shoulders and neck, his dark hair falling around his shoulders in curls.”You’re… bloody gorgeous.” she whispered, still starting at him.”What further would you wish of me… Lena?” Arion asked softly. She looked back into his face at the sound of her name, sans the title.”Well…” she began again, “if I were to wish for the greatest lover of all time… what could you do about that?” she asked, looking the genie in the eye.”Well, Mistress Lena…” he began, taking a small step closer, “that depends. What were you hoping for?””Surprise me…” she replied, biting her lip in anticipation. Then, taking a deep breath, she whispered, “I wish for the greatest lover of all time, who will love me and take care of me… in every way.””Your wish…” he uttered, voice deeper and more sonorous than usual “is my command.”Lena held her breath… and glanced around… blinked a few times… but Arion just stood there. No gestures, no flash of light, no fancy smoke, nothing. What the…? she thought to herself.”Um… Arion?” she began, looking around. “…Nothing happened.””Of course something did, Mistress Lena.” he replied simply. “I’m here, aren’t I? The best way I can assure that your wish will be granted is, well… how do they put it…? ‘If you want something done right… do it yourself.’ Do I have that right?””You mean… you’re gonna’… oh.” she was stunned and could feel her face turning a deep crimson.”Yes, Mistress Lena.” he replied, rolling his shoulders and stretching his neck. “I am going to grant your wish… personally.” That said, he took the few steps to her and pressed his hard body close against her’s. Leaning in, he softly kissed her neck, just below her ear.Lena shuddered. With a slight start, she realized she was suddenly naked, as was the man kissing her. She could feel every smooth, toned muscle of his warm body against her’s, the scent of his skin intoxicating her mind.His lips moved to her’s, capturing her mouth in a deep kiss. Lena moaned into Arion’s mouth, feeling her entire body tingling at his touch with strange sensations in her skin where he touched her. One moment it was a shocking chill, making her tense, followed by a deep warmth, releasing the tension from her muscles as their tongues danced together.”Arion…” she whispered into his mouth, gasping at the sensations, some of which were completely new to her. She was quickly becoming so overwhelmed, she could not form the words. However, with a genie, no words are really needed.Lena suddenly found herself in her bed, but it felt different than her bed usually did.
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