I know, I’m a suspicious git, but it feels like someone wants to play games with me. Fine, let him have his illusion and we get a large dressing roo....”We were invited to dinner with all the crew that night, it was a light affair and spent mostly talking about the shoot. Laura positively shone when she presented her ideas and glowed even brighter when they were almost universally accepted without change. She was like a little girl coming back to her seat. I stood up, as my father had taught me,. When everything was ready I assembled a tray and took it out to the deck. It was 9AM so I figured she’d got a great nights sleep so I got into the sleeping back to rouse her.I started kissing her neck and she slowly started to wake up. “Not now Don,” she said, “I’m too tired.”I chuckled to myself and said, “That’s OK Sue but I’m not Don.”Her eyes opened and she initially looked at me with surprise while she slowly got her bearings. “Fuck I must still be dreaming. I dreamt you fucked me all. ..I love you..." She kissed my forehead and ran out of the room.In most stories like this, this is the beginning of a tale of **** and sexual abuse, but this was truly a one-time event...Colie and I were always friendly and physically affectionate, but I didn't touch her again, never masturbated in her presence, and I didn't go to prison, either.By the time she was eighteen, she explained that she hardly ever touched her birth control pills, because the sex she was having was with girls her age. Please try for mummy.(Sighs) Now you really are getting me angry, we keep going over thesethings, you haven't got a womanly shape and seem to have trouble inheels. My clothes would look silly on you. Those Mary Janes and flowerprint little dress looks so pretty on you.Look like a six year old! (Giggles) No dear of course you don't, at leasta 12-year-old pre-pubescent girl, and a very pretty one at that. It's allto take your mind off those nasty thoughts, girls of that age shouldn'thave such.