It was a Saturday morning. Tony had just awaken and went downstairs to open Jeannie's bottle. She came out in pink smoke.

"Morning, Jeannie."

"Morning, Master."

They hugged and she kissed him. However, as he looked at her, he realized something was wrong; she wasn't as "chipper" as she usually was.

"Is something wrong, Jeannie?"

"I'm sorry, Master; I'm feeling a little blue."

"Blue?"

"Yes, Master."

"Was it something I did? If so, I'm sorry about that."

She kissed him on the cheek. "Oh, no, Master, it has nothing to do with you."

"Well, I'm glad to hear that! So, why are you blue?"

"I'm not sure, Master."

"Well, how long have you been feeling this way?"

"For about two hours, now."

"I see. Well, maybe we could go on a little trip together."

"No, I don't feel like doing that."

"Ok. Perhaps you'd like to visit your mother, for a while."

"Thanks. But I don't feel like doing that, either."

"I see."

"I'm sorry, Master."

"That's ok, Jeannie, we all get this way, on occasion. I'll make breakfast for myself."

"Thank you, Master."

He started to go into the kitchen, but he came back and face her. "A thought just occurred to me, Jeannie: I dated a girl about a year before I met you. She would feel the way you're feeling now, and there was a special indulgence she had me do that made her feel much better. Can I do this for you, right now?"

"Sure, you can try it."

"Ok, take your shoes off and lie on the couch."

"Yes, Master."

She did as she was told. He sat down at her legs and began massaging her feet. As he did this, her expression slowly changed from interest to enjoyment.

"Oh, Master, that feels wonderful!"

"Thank you, Jeannie."

"Do here, please...and here." She flexed her feet to show him where to massage. "Oh, that does make me feel better, Master!"

"I'm glad to hear that!"

"Tell me about this girl."

"Now, Jeannie, you promised me you'd work on your intense jealousy!"

"Yes, Master, you're right! I'm sorry!"

"We dated for a few months, and it didn't work out. But she did really enjoy it when I massaged her feet."

"And I enjoy it too, Master-thank you!"

"You're welcome, Jeannie."

She reached over and they hugged and kissed. "I'm no longer blue, Master!"

"I'm glad to hear that!"

She got up. "What would you like for breakfast?"