“Why the fuck would you say something like that?”She began to struggle in my grip again, trying to get away.“Stop fighting Emily!” I said to h...r firmly, but apart from a brief cessation of movement, it had no lasting effect.Giving up for the moment, I activated the Watch and froze time around us.I flopped back on Emily’s bed and frowned up at the ceiling. I was more annoyed at myself than at her - I had got far too ahead of myself and acted stupidly. The controls I had placed within John and. I walked down the stairs as gracefully as possible. When I saw Don my legs started to tremble. I willed them to stop and hoped Don wouldn’t notice. But the look on his face it wasn’t my trembling legs he was enthralled with. His eyes were undressing me.“Jayden. You are lovely. That dress makes you look like a screen Madonna.”“Thank you Don. You are very handsome looking yourself.”Don was dressed in a sharp black suit, white shirt with a matching black tie. He looked like a distinguished. Hey Alan..." What now?" Hey, come up here. Quick. Look at that." Oh, can't we just go?" No, no. Come on. Hurry."Trudging up the steel steps reluctantly, Alan caught a glimpse of something through the window. Moving up closer, and standing behind Janice, he could see it was the attractive lady he had noticed while they were in the pool.She was about twenty five years old, well shaped, and wearing a skimpy burnt orange bikini. She was standing right up against the window, facing it, and perfectly. He closed his eyes, and tried desperately to recall the dream. He knew it had something to do with a redhead, and he knew it was dirty, but that was as far as he could get.Abandoning the memory regretfully, he engaged his imagination instead, and a steady stream of images, memories, and fantasies raced through his head. A blur of faces, legs and skirts. Schoolboy fumblings in the back of the sheds. An eager but badly executed session at camp. His much more competent and coherent efforts as a.