Jonnie sighed and rubbed her friend's lamp. There was a small light and then a gout of sand rushed from the lamp's spout. It swirled and reformed into the kneeling form of Karyn, with wavy blonde hair and long pointed ears. Her sand colored skirt and bra were more modest than Sarah's.
The genie kneeled before the ballerina, hands clasped together. "Thank you, mistress, for freeing me. I am Karyn of the Jinn. How may I serve you?" She looked up with deep brown eyes, not looking anything like she had last Jonnie had seen her three weeks ago. She gawked at her genie.
"Karyn? . . Karyn, are you all right?" Jonnie asked, helping the genie to her slippered feet.
"I am a perfectly healthy genie, Mistress. Thank you for being so kind."
"Karyn, I'm Jon."
The genie smiled brightly, "Oh, I had a friend named Jon, back before I became a Genie."
"I know, I'm him! Er, well, I had a run in with another genie, and . . . " she motioned to his ballerina body.
Karyn's brow furrowed and then realization dawned on her. "By my Lamp!" She squealed and jumped into Jonnie's body, kissing her on the mouth. "Oh, it's been so long!"
"Karyn, I made that wish three weeks ago."
The genie sighed, "I didn't know that. See, genie vessels don't really respect space or time." Karyn knotted her fingers. "It's been three weeks since you wished me into my lamp, but I have been granting wishes across time for almost 1,100 years. Jon, the things I have seen . . . the things I have done! Oh, it's been amazing."
"Karyn, I'm sorry, I meant to free you, but your lamp just disappeared."
"Our lamps do that." She confessed.
"Look, I know you want to be free, but my brother is Sarah's master, and she turned me into a girl. I need to know if you can undo that wish."
Karyn made a face and began to answer her mistress . . .
