1. The Night Before

It was close to 1:00AM when Tony staggered into his house.

"Jennie!," he called out, "Where are you, Jennie? Your mazter's home!"

She appeared. "Hi, Master. How was the party?"

He hugged her. "It waz WONDERFUL!"

She backed away from him. "You are drunk, master!"

"Yep! You shoulda seen Dr. Bellowz. He was dancing on a table!"

"Yet me help you upstairs, Master."

"Not yet, let me rest a bit." He fell down heavily on the couch. "Tha's better. Jeannie, I have a speshil wish to ask you."

"A special wish, Master?"

"Tha's right. You've been with me for about a year, right?"

"One year, two months, and-"

"-Whatever! But during that time, I've never once seen you in the buff."

"'In the buff,' Master?"

"Naked!"

"Oh!"

"So could'ja take off all your clothes and let me see you naked—jus' this once?"

"All right, Master."

She folded her arms.

"No, no, no, not that way! I wanna see you slowly strip your clothes off—like a stripper!"

"All right, Master."

She first kicked her slippers off. Then she unbuttoned and removed her top. Next, she slipped her pants off. Then she took off her bra, and finally her panties.

He stared at her. "Wow! Jeannie, you are a knockout!"

"Thank you, Master."

"It'z hard to believe that you're 2000 years old. You look prettier than girls half your age!"

She smiled. "Thank you!"

At that moment, he passed out!

2. The Day After

He woke up next morning to find himself in his own bed, wearing his own pajamas.

He rubbed his hungover head. "Jeannie!," he called out.

She appeared. She sat cross-legged—shoes off—on his bed.

"Good morning, Master."

"Morning, Jeannie. I'm sorry about last night. I drank much more than I intended to."

"It is all right, Master. But please do not make a habit of it!"

"I won't." Suddenly, he shook his head. "I'm just remembering something: Last night, did I ask you to. . . ."

"Yes, you did, Master."

"Oh, Jeannie, I'm so sorry!"

"No problem, Master. I did not mind doing it."

"You didn't?"

"No, Master. I am your genie, so I must please you. If I felt that your asking to see me nude was an unreasonable request, I would have refused. In fact, my other masters asked me to do that much sooner than you did."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. The sultan asked me the very day he first got me."

"Oh. So if I asked you again to be. . . naked, you'd do it?"

"Of course, Master."

She blinked, and became nude, again!

He looked at her and smiled. "Jeannie, I'm sober now, and you are still beautiful!"

"Thank you, Master!"

He rubbed his head, again. "But right now, I think I need some extra sleep!"

"Here, Master." She blinked. "I have just stopped time for two hours. Go back to sleep."

"Thank you, Jeannie. Oh, you can put your clothes back on."

She blinked, and was clothed again.

"I'll tell you what, Jeannie: Let's eat out, tonight."

"Yes, Master!"

She hugged and kissed him. Then she disappeared, and he went back to sleep.