Rub one out with this genie, and you're guaranteed to get more than three wishes. As a workaholic writer, I'm used to chasing down the latest story.... > Lire la suite
Rub one out with this genie, and you're guaranteed to get more than three wishes. As a workaholic writer, I'm used to chasing down the latest story. As a single lady, I'm also used to pursuing that perfect O, all by my lonesome. But this time, the story is a ghost hunt . literally. My hometown of Morningwood has been experiencing supernatural activity lately, and I'm headed home to investigate the ridiculous rumors. I don't believe in ghosts. At least, I didn't until a sexy, comedic genie named Dylan popped out of a big blue dildo and right into my bed. I'm certain this is a postorgasmic haze, or maybe I'm dreaming. But this ghostly guy can ride my magic carpet anytime. Dylan has lost his ability to grant wishes, thanks to a spell from my witchy great-aunt Karen, but he's never lost his magic touch. Talk about horny and hexed! The only way to break his curse is to find the matching toy to his "lamp, " hidden in a town I'm now convinced might be haunted. From boogeymen to butt plugs, our hilarious adventure is nothing short of epic!