Unforgettable Melody - S01 E10

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Unforgettable Melody - S01 E10

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 10

Introduction:

Mike and Melody play, party, and fall in love.

Ch. Song Titles

Buy Me a Boat (Chris Janson)

The Devil Went Down to Georgia (The Charlie Daniels Band)

When I Fall in Love (Chris Botti)

An Unforgettable Melody: Ch. 02

Mike awoke on the sofa, Melody still wrapped in his arms.

Stroking her deep red hair lightly, he recalled the events of the last twenty- four hours. The art sale, that mysterious locket, the puzzle opening it, all of it had led to this girl currently lying on his chest. She was apparently a genie, bound to be a sexual servant to whoever released her from her vessel. Mike, being uncomfortable with her subservient nature and the idea of owning her as a slave, wished for her to gain as much free will as possible, and for her to be an equal partner to him. Her gratitude for him making such a wish had led them both here, lying on the sofa with him half naked.

Melody looked up at him, kissing him softly on the lips. "Hey there, sleepy. Did someone tire you out?"

Mike stuck his tongue out at her. "You know damn well what tired me out."

She giggled her trademark laugh. God, Mike loved to hear her laugh. "I hope that was ok, taking what I wanted like that," she said. "I'm still figuring out this whole free will thing."

Mike kissed her forehead. "You were amazing. Knocked me out cold. How long was I out for, by the way?"

"Not long, maybe twenty minutes," she said, sitting up. "We've still got the whole day ahead of us. Whatcha wanna do now?"

Mike eyed her knowingly. "I see that look in your eye, Miss 'I'm up to no good." Melody tried her best to put on an innocent look on her face.

"Honestly," Mike said, sitting up, "I've got lots of questions, mainly about your powers. You mentioned that tingling I feel in my head when I make a wish. Did you say you were reading my mind?"

She shook her head. "No. Reading your mind without your permission is explicitly forbidden to all genies, from servants up to the most powerful King Jinn. It would be an invasion of your privacy, and a major ethical breach. The tingle is my attempts to hear the thoughts behind your wish, ensuring | interpret it properly and give you what you intended to ask for. However, if that bothers you, I will gladly refrain from doing so."

"No, that's fine, as long as it only happens when I wish for something. I didn't realize that was something genies were capable of doing. That's why I was trying to phrase those first few wishes very carefully. The last thing want is a poorly worded wish backfiring on me."

Melody nodded. "That's understandable. Many of the legends you may have read about jinn and genies are rooted in actual events."

"Like Aladdin and the genie of the lamp?"

"Yes, although that specific account is merely legend. Jinn and genies such as myself are fulfilling our primary purpose for existence. There are sexual servants, household servants, and political advisors, just to name a few. Some genies, however, are bound to an object, such as a lamp or bottle, as punishment for failing to follow our code of conduct. Genies facing such situations would commonly twist their masters' words in an attempt to gain their freedom through a poorly conceived wish."

Mike nodded in understanding. "Ok, so basically, it's only with my permission that you delve into my thoughts, and even then, you only draw information pertinent to the wish. Is that correct?"

Melody smiled. "Exactly."

"Alright then... oh, you mentioned both jinn and genies. What's the difference?"

"That is merely a gender distinction. Males are jinn, while females are genies."

"Are there still many in existence?"

Melody closed her eyes for a moment in thought. "I cannot say for sure. It's certainly possible, but we genies are unable to detect