Colin trudged down the stairs clutching a huge black trash bag full of his bedsheets. Colin threw it in the back of Sam’s pickup.
“Thanks again for letting me borrow your truck, Sam.” Colin smiled wearily as he pulled her into a kiss.
“Are you sure you don’t want someone to go with you?” Sam asked.
“Yeah, it’s just laundry, no big deal.” He smiled.
“Babe.” Sam said with narrowed eyes.
“I just wanna take it easy today, Christy and her friend kept me up all night…” Colin yawned.
“Just promise me you’ll be fine.” The blonde Amazon said with a hug.
“I’ll be fine…” He smiled as he hugged her back.
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The washer sloshed and spun as the timer counted down to three… two… one….
*BUUUUUUUUZZ*
“Sir, your load’s done.” One of the janitors said.
Colin slouched in his chair and snored.
“Sir… SIR!!!” The janitor yelled.
“Huh he wha huh?!” Colin blurted out as he bolted up.
Colin stumbled to the machine and opened the door, opening up a big black trash bag and yanking his sheets into it.
His eyes went wide as the lamp fell out and clattered against the floor.
The janitor gave him a puzzled stare.
“Oh this! Just a… family heirloom! Yeah, a family heirloom that I forgot was on my bed!” Colin chuckled with a big fake grin.
“Okay then….” The janitor said as he slowly backed away.
Colin put the lamp delicately in his pocket… then pulled the rest of his laundry out, threw it in the dryer without a dryer sheet, and bolted to the Men’s room.
He rubbed the lamp and watched as a torrent of sudsy water blasted out of it. Out of the lamp slithered the disty blonde genie, twisting her body in an unnatural spiral to wring herself out.
“Oh shit! Uh… I wish this bathroom wasn’t clean!” Colin blurted.
“I’m sorry, what?!” The genie yelled.
“I said I wish there wasn’t a bountiful amount of water washing across the bathroom floor!” Colin whisper-yelled.
“Okay!” The genie said as she smacked her hands together in a big puff of pink smoke.
Nothing happened, the puddle was going out the door.
“Listen to me! I wish…!” Colin said.
“You’re gonna need to speak up I can’t hear you!” The genie yelled.
Colin jammed his fingers in her ears and yanked them out, spraying even more water everywhere.
“That’s better! Now what we’re you saying master?” The genie asked.
“I WISH THE BATHROOM WASN’T CLEAN!” He yelled.
“Okay!” The genie smiled.
With a snap of her fingers, the massive soapy puddle vanished.
He walked out of the bathroom with the janitor giving him a weird look.
“Uhhhhh… wrong number?” Colin said as he awkwardly chuckled.
He sat back in the chair absolutely embarrassed and looked into his bag.
“Here she comes!” The genie whispered.
“Who?” Colin whispered into his tote bag.
“The woman you wished for.” The genie smiled.
“As yes, the woman I- THE WHAT?!” Colin whispered.
“Back in the bathroom you wished there was a beautiful amorous woman walking in along the front door!” Genie chirped as she vanished.
‘Oh fuck oh shit oh fuck oh shit!!!!!’ Colin sweatily panicked, ‘Do I smell? Is there something in my teeth? Wait, what am I saying?!’
“Hey there… could I have some money? I lost my wallet.” A woman asked.
Colin gulped and looked up to see…
*See who? See who? That’s for you to decide…