As I was walking down the street the devil in my brain gave me another idea.
“I wish that a really hot girl that I have never known but is my age would come down the street in 5 seconds.” I said.
After exactly 5 seconds I saw a really hot girl walking down the street.
“I wish that she would walk over to me.” I said.
The girl came over to me, just as I wished.
“Yes, what do you want?” she asked.
“I wish you too would gladly become my very own harem girl.” I said quickly.
Like the other girl she blinked at me, first in disbelief, and then because it appeared she needed a box of aspirins. She clutched her head as I looked on at her in anticipation, knowing what will happen. The girl shook her head violently and rolled her eyes once or twice. She regained her normal expression and in a sexy voice asked, “How may I serve you, master?”
“You can call me ‘Joe’.” I instructed
“Yes Joe, what do you wish me to do?” she asked
“I want you to come to my home.” I said.
We started walking down the street again.