Myles was having a good time at the club, when he spotted a beautiful girl on the dance floor. She had dark-blonde hair and blue eyes. She was wearing green sandal heels, green, tight trousers and a yellow top with golden genie lamp on it.
“Hello, Miss. My name’s Myles. Would you like to dance with me?”
“Sure. That’s why I’m here. By the way, my name is Martha.” The girl replied.
“Nice to meet you. I haven’t seen you around here yet.” Myles replied.
“No, it’s the first time I was summoned here. And since I still got until next sunrise before I have to return, I will enjoy myself.”
“Being summoned? Having to return? What do you mean?” Myles asked.
“Oh sorry. I’m a genie and I was summoned by my last mistress. Now, that I have granted her wishes, I’m free until next sunrise.” Martha explained.
“How many wishes do you grant?”
“Three wishes. And you can’t wish for more wishes.”
“That’s fine. I was wondering… would you grant me three wishes?”
Martha was a bit hesitant to answer. She had too many bad experiences with all her masters. But there was something about Myles, that told her she could trust him. And if he would abuse her powers, she could still twist one of his wishes. “You seem to be a nice guy, Myles. I’ll grant you three wishes.”
Myles didn’t take long to state his first wish. "My first wish is to take a beautiful vacation to Brazil for a long weekend".
"Your wish is granted!" Martha blinked and Myles found himself in a nice Hotel in Rio de Janeiro.
Myles was happy: "Wow! This is even beautiful. It even has a nice beach view."
"Yeah. It's not far to the Copacabana. Do you know your second wish yet?"
"Yes. I'd like to check out this beautiful beach and I'd like a special drink, too."
"Going to the beach doesn't require a wish, exactly. But I can blink you a drink. What do you want?" Martha asked.
"A Shirley Temple. Shaken, not stirred"
"As you wish!" Martha blinked and the ordered cocktail appeared in Myles hand. It was cooled and Martha even added the slice of orange. "What shall we do now?"
Myles took a sip of that drink. "Delicious! Why don't we go tour the city, eh?”
"Sure! We can do that!" Martha led Myles out of the hotel and gave him a tour of the city. After some hours, you've pretty much seen the big tourist spots. "What shall we do now, Myles?" Martha asked.
"Well, I know it's getting late, but how about we get some dinner? I hear there's a steakhouse somewhere,"
"I'm sure we can find some, if you want steak." It doesn't took long until Martha found a steak restaurant. Both sat down on a table and waited to place their orders. "So, Myles. You are a nice Master. Much nicer than my last mistress. You don't abuse your wishes."
"Well, I'm happy to have you not just a genie, but also my special friend. And I'm trying not to abuse my wishes. BTW, what happened to your last master?"
“My last mistress was a greedy woman. First, she promised me to wish me free, But then she used her wishes to get rich, all three of her wishes. I twisted her last wish by making her super-fertile. If she doesn’t pay attention, she will soon be rich with a big family.” Martha explained with a snicker.
“Isn’t that a bit harsh?” Myles chipped in.
“It’s up to her now. All she has to do is to restrain herself. And besides, she broke her word.”
"I guess you are right. It’s all up the hers now. Well, I promise you, I'm not gonna be like her.. I promise on the last wish, you can be a human and we can share great times together."
"That's very generous of you. But it's not necessary. Meanwhile, I'm used to be a genie. I can hardly imagine to live without my powers anymore."
"I understand. At least maybe you and I can be together".
"You mean like girlfriend and boyfriend?" Martha gave Myles a perplexed look. "Myles, you are a nice guy... but I don't know you at all."
"No, just a friend for now. I promise you I won't be like your last mistress. And I want to get to know you a little better."
"Sounds good to me. But I want to know more about you too. Wanna tell me a bit about yourself?"
"Of course." And so Myles told her about his hometown in Denver, his life, his family and some other things. "And I was dreaming to become a great musician. I play keyboards and piano."
"Wow, you are a musician. That is really interesting. Maybe you play something for me later. So, what do you want to know about myself?" "It is interesting. One day I would. I'd like that."
"Cool. What shall we do now?"
"I don't know, but I'm having a really great time."
"Since you like music, wanna listen to some Brazilian music?"
"Of course! I've never heard of Brazilian music before."
Martha led Myles to a small cafe. There was a small stage inside. The tables were slowly filling. Myles and Martha placed their orders. A few minutes later, three musicians, two women and one man, stepped on the stage. One woman had no instrument, she would sing. The other woman had an acoustic guitar and the man played some kind of bongo drum. Their music is sweet with a sad undertone.
"Wow. They're great musicians and their music is beautiful." Myles took a sip of the drink.
"I'm glad you like it, Myles. It's a traditional style. Say, what kind of music do you play?"
"Well, I play some variety of music from jazz to RnB and instrumental."
"Nice. I'd like to hear some of it. I'm really curious about your music now."
"Well, gosh. I could've brought my keyboards with me, but I don't see any piano around. Although, I wish I could bring my keytar and show my musical style." Myles said.
"Your wish is my command!" Martha blinked and Myles’ instruments appear in front of him.
"Well, I'll be!" Myles was happy to get his instruments and so he showed them his style by performing a little bit of Stevie Wonder. He made quite an impression. After his performance, Martha passed a basket so the audience could donate some money - just like they did with all other artists this evening.
"This is even better than playing out on the streets. I'm loving this!" As Myles finished the song, the audience applauded.
"It seems you are quite successful. Many musicians started in a place like that." Martha explained.
"Well, I try to set my goals high."
"Do you also play your own songs?"
"Yes. Yes, I do." And so, Myles started playing one of his songs from his first album. Again, the performance was a great success and Myles got a good lot of money.
"Well done, Myles. But I guess you should let another musician play now." Martha proposed.
"Thanks, Martha. And I think that's a great idea. Although, I don't know how to get my music equipment back... Still, though, it was a great time." Myles spoke.
"Well, you had your three wishes. If you make more money with your music, I'm sure you can pay the extra fee for your luggage."
"That's understandable." And so, Myles packed up everything and put it back at the hotel. "You enjoying Brazil, Martha?"
"Yeah. It's good to be home. I might visit my family. But they live in another city. In Sao Paolo."
"Really? You have family at Sao Paolo?"
"Yes. My parents, my younger sister, my brother and his family live there.
Myles, you had your three wishes. I'd leave you now and would go to visit my family. There's a return ticket in your hotel room. You might need some money to pay for overweight of your instruments, but I'm sure you'll earn that with another gig. Have fun. Maybe we'll meet again."
"Great. I believe that'd be nice. When I return, I'm making my 1st wish."
"Myles, you already had three wishes: The vacation here, the cocktail and that I brought your instruments here. That's three wishes."
'Oh. OK. Well, at least it was nice to enjoy them.' Myles said.