Amanda took the bottle by the neck and worked the stopper out of the bottle. "Joe, come out," she called.
I looked up to see her eye looking down the neck of the bottle. My night was uneventful. While I knew she was looking the bottle over before she went to bed and this morning. Joe stretched, looked up and saw her eye wasn't visible. I wished myself out of the bottle. Just as before, I turned into smoke and gave Amanda an incredible show as I came out, dressed as a djinn.
Amanda laughed when I reappeared before her in my ballooning clothing. My outfit was complete with a turbine. She was howling. "I wish you had a genie outfit on." Instantly her royal blue blouse and matching skirt turned into a three piece genie outfit. She stopped laughing.
"Hey. I've got to get to work soon," she cried.
"Perhaps you need a new line of work. I wish you are in the bottle," I teased. Amanda didn't get a chance to protest before she turned into pink smoke. She dissolved into a gaseous form and flowed quietly into my home. Inside she reformed, miniaturized to the perfect size. She spun around inside.
"Joe, let me out!" she protested. She looked at my bedroom, which I had wished cleaned up.
"I will, Amanda. I will." Then I put the stopper in the bottle for 15 seconds.
"Amanda, I wish you to come out," I said. Amanda came out in a similar pink, bellowing cloud. She reformed in her pink genie outfit.
"Joe, seriously, I've need to get to work," she protested again.
"I can get you there instantly, so don't worry. Thought you'd like to get a glimpse of what I had yesterday," I explained.
"Okay, but..." she looked at her comfortable outfit. "I'm not a genie, am I?" she asked.
"No, just dressed up as one. I wish you are dressed for work again."
Amanda's harem outfit returned to everything she was wearing before.
"Thanks," she said, softly.
"You're welcome. Thought I'd just have a little fun with ya. You were rather cute in silk," I said with a teasing tone.
It was 6:45. The library was 30 minutes away by train. Obviously I had to get her there. "Amanda, what should we do today?" I asked.
"I don't know. It's not going to be easy to work when I'm thinking about you all the time," she said, blushing.
"Well, you insist on working today. I am not sure what I'll do today. I don't have class today or any other appointments today. My day is pretty free."