Hello. My name is Anthony Nelson and I'm an addict.

I wasn't always like that. I've always been a self-assured man. I am a military man, after all.

But all that changed when I made an emergency landing on an island in the Pacific...

From then on, I nearly lost all control of my life. And to tell the truth, as time went by, I began enjoying that.

I met my wife, the woman of my dreams around that time. We used to have a relationship that some would consider strange. Others would call it a fetish.

We weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, we weren't friends; we weren't even just acquaintances. She lived with me. She'd do anything to please me. She would grant me any wish...

But she wasn't my wife yet. And she had her own... room. As the years went by, she started coming into my bedroom. And me, I started going into her... room.

Finally, the black cloud that covered the light of my wisdom, of my good sense and of my heart vanished and we got married. It was one of the happiest days of my life and it got even more out of control. But by that time, I worshipped that to the point of missing it when everything was normal.

On one of those normal days, my beloved wife received a basket full of nuts, dry fruit and drinks as a wedding gift. I wouldn't say "we" because it was from my mother-in-law and she hates me. Anyway, there was some very nice stuff in the basket and a very special drink. It came in a bottle which was just as special and it had a greenish hue, almost aqua. Its flowery scent was intoxicating and it had a wonderful taste of fruit, flowers and honey.

Soon after the first sip, I felt relaxed. The drink had an instant effect on me. When I realized that I had to work, I rushed to the door.

But then I saw Jeannie.

I looked at her and it was as if I had never seen her in my life. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever laid my eyes on. I kissed her deeply. I wanted never to get off her. But I had to work.

I began to realize how attractive that bottle was. It had some sort of sheen from certain angles and it seemed to call me all the time.

Every time I took a sip, I felt that pleasing numbness all over my body. All of a sudden, the tingles became excitement.

On one of those days, Jeannie poured me some and sent me to the base. It was a strange day. I spent the entire day feeling anxious, agitated and frustrated. I came to the conclusion that I missed Jeannie and I went home. She was in the kitchen making dinner.

Never had I seen such a gorgeous and sexy woman in my life. It was as if a lightning bolt had gone through me and I seemed to feel my hot blood running through my veins, going down to a certain area below my waist... Those huge breasts, that round behind and those full lips were making me feel extremely turned on. My pants were getting too tight.

I couldn't take it anymore and attacked her. I kissed her deeply, quickly took off her clothes (mine too) and held her tight, feeling the overwhelming sensation of being inside her, leading her faster and faster to her climax, declaring my neverending love for that woman.

From then on, I basically had half a glass of the drink every day. The bottle got more enticing and its content seemed to get more delicious.

The urge to drink it was stronger than me. I might have been satisfied but I just had to take another sip.

My nights became shorter because Jeannie and I spent most of the night... well, you can imagine.

I found it hard waking up early and I went to work exhausted.

I spent the whole day thinking about that green bottle and my wife; I couldn't concentrate.

The weekends were all spent in the bedroom; we had no social life.

And then one day she decided to hide the bottle. "It is affecting your work and your life in a bad way, Anthony." she said.

And now I'm here, trying to control the urge to drink it and yet, trying to quit.

My name is Anthony Nelson and I'm addicted to Green Djinn.

THE END