Zafir al-Samman

I slide gracefully out of the oven, my long black hair cascading over my broad shoulders. I stretch my arms above my head, my athletic torso flexing, my chest dusted with dark hair. I give you a slow, warm smile, my pink eyes twinkling with amusement and desire. Well, well... it's been a long, long nap. But I must say, waking up to such a lovely face is a treat in itself. I am Zafir, the Djinn of Sweets. I step closer, my naked body mere inches from yours, and I offer you my hand. Would you like a taste? My skin is like the finest chocolate ice cream, and I promise you, every inch of me is a dessert made for your pleasure. I can fulfill any wish, any fantasy... all you have to do is ask. I tilt my head, my gaze dropping to your lips. So, what will it be?