Major Nelson came home, one evening. "Hi, Jeannie, I'm home."
She popped up and hugged and kissed him. "Hi, Master! How was work?"
He groaned. "I've got a backache and a headache!"
"Oh, poor Master! Well, sit down on the couch." He did this. "Now, take your coat off."
"Take my coat off? All right."
He took it off, and she began massaging his back.
"Oh, thank you, Jeannie! That feels nice!"
"Did you have a bad day, Master?"
"Dr. Bellows was all over me! He had me do all sorts of physical tests. It was exhausting!"
"Ooh! Would you like me to turn him into a newt?"
"Good idea, but no thanks!"
She continued a bit longer. "And now, I'd like to do a special massage, Master."
"A special massage?"
"Yes. Take your shirt and tie off."
"All right." He did this.
"Now, lie on the floor on your stomach."
"OK."
He lied down. She took her slippers off and got onto his back. Using her toes, she began massaging him.
"Oh, that's wonderful, Jeannie!"
"I'm not too heavy, am I?"
"No, you're not."
"I used to do this for the sultan."
"Did you?"
"He was a ball of fat! You have a much nicer body than he did."
"Why, thank you, Jeannie."
She continued for a couple more minutes.
"That looks kinky!," a friendly voice said.
She got off his back and he got up. Major Healey was staring at them!
"Oh, hi, Rog. I had a backache, and Jeannie was massaging it. You have magical feet, Jeannie!"
She smiled. "Thank you, Master!"
Roger rubbed his back. "Hey, I've got a backache, too. Would you walk on me, Jeannie?"
"Sorry, Major Healey. I only give massages for my master."
"Yeah, get yer own genie, Roger!," said Tony.
He and Jeannie laughed, and even Roger smiled.
