Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 11
each other's presence. This is another fallsafe for the protection of our masters. In the past, some masters desired to gain power over multiple genies, seeking out other masters and pitting their genies against each other, necessitating this rule. If we were to encounter one, I wouldn't be able to know if it was another genie or not, though I would certainly detect a magical presence in the area, as would they."
"Cool. Ok next question. While you were performing the, um, most awesome, mind blowing blowjob in the history of the world..."
"Oh, you ain't seen nothin' yet," Melody shot back.
Mike laughed as he tried to stay on topic. "... There was a moment when I heard you speaking in my mind. Are you able to communicate telepathically?"
On cue, he heard her voice in his head again. Yes, but only with you.
Openmouthed, Mike could only reply, "Wow. That's cool."
"Why don't you try it?"
Mike cocked his eyebrow.
"How?"
She giggled. "It's easy, silly. Just think what you want to say, and direct it to me."
Mike concentrated. Like this?
Perfect! You're a quick study. Since you are my master, even with the free will you wished for me, I am never more than a thought away from you.
Really? Even if we're nowhere near each other?
Of course, Melody replied. We could be universes apart, and I would still be with you in a moment's notice. That's how strong my connection to you is.
"Very nice. Although, I have to admit, I love hearing your voice in reality," Mike replied. "Your laugh has got to be one of the sweetest sounds I've ever heard."
She giggled. "Yep, that's the one," Mike said.
Melody kissed him on the cheek. "You really are the best. A better master than I could have ever dreamed of. She moved closer and laid her head on his shoulder. "What other questions did you have?"
Mike thought for a moment. "Honestly, I want to learn more about Melody the person. Likes, dislikes, interests and such."
"Well" she said, seductively raising her eyebrow.
"Besides sexual Interests!" Mike laughed at himself for not anticipating her response.
Melody chuckled. "Fine, fine. I haven't actually developed any likes or dislikes. I mean, I was only born about twelve hours ago, and I've only had free will for a little over an hour. If I'm going to find out about my interests, as I can tell you would want me to, why don't I start by finding out more about what makes Mike tick?"
Nodding, he responded, "Fair enough. Let's see, I'm 26 years old, born and raised here in Atlanta. Went to school at Auburn University and Florida State University, became a professional musician after that. Currently play second trumpet for the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra."
"Ooh, a musician! How delightfully sexy, Melody interjected, twirling her hair between her fingers.
Mike laughed. Being a band nerd never did him any favors with the ladies in high school. Man, how times do change.
"Outside of that," Mike continued, "I'm pretty introverted in my personal life. I try to avoid dealing with people unless necessary. Of course, the ones I actually choose to keep around as friends, you included, aren't people," he said with a wink, "But typically, a relaxing day for me is being a homebody, watching superhero movies, and playing video games."
Melody's eyes perked up. "Video games you say? That sounds like fun."
Mike looked hopefully at her. "You like video games?"
She smiled. "Well I've never played them, obviously, but based on knowing the concept of what they are, I think they'd be something I'd enjoy quite a bit"
That was all Mike needed, "How bout we fire one up? I'll show you the ropes.
He stood up and moved over to his entertainment center. Checking through his game collection, he ran through several titles looking for the perfect first gaming experience for Melody. Call of Duty? Nah, too violent for her first game. NCAA Football maybe? Eh, probably not, the controls are pretty complex. Oh, perfect!
He pulled out one of his favorite games ever, Mario Kart WII. "How about a race?"
"I'm game," Melody replied excitedly.
Mike powered up the system and handed her a controller, giving her a basic rundown of the button configuration. She picked up quickly, and they were off on their first race.
"Ok, I'll make sure I go easy on ya. I want you to have fun, after all."
She shrugged. "Your funeral."
Damn! Little trash talker!
Mike won the first race; mainly due to Melody being so entranced by the game's graphics that she forgot it was actually a race. The three walls she ran into didn't help either.
"Crap.. this is harder than it looks," Melody sulked.
Mike laughed. "Well it doesn't help when you constantly say, 'Ooh, what's that? Hey that's pretty! What's over there?"
She stuck her her tongue out at him. "One more go! got you this timel
Mike chuckled. "You got it. Just no crying."
Their second race was much more evenly matched. Mike was still going very easy on her, but he noticed she was quickly getting very good. Just as he thought he was going to win, she snuck up behind him with the dreaded Blue Shell weapon, beating him at the last second.
"YES!" Melody squealed with excitement.
"Dammit!" Mike couldn't believe how fast she had caught on. If she hadn't just been born today, he'd have sworn she was hustling him. "Ok, from here on, no more going easy on you!"
"Bring it," she whispered seductively.
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