’ I hung up and went to make sure my door was unlocked. I opened it and stood looking out, watching her run across the lot, each step spraying water...into the air, her long hair plastered to her face and back, and shirt sticking to her body. I stood aside and ushered her into my apartment and then closed the door, unconsciously admiring the view of her jeans and shirt plastered to her shivering body. ‘You look like a drowned rat,’ I informed her, shaking my head at the stupidity of anyone who’d. He opened his eyes to see her nearly face-to-face with him again, barely visible the glow from street. She was wearing a huge grin, and a delicately forked tongue slid over her lips. Looking down in the dim light, his eyes took in the small bulges of her breasts in their shimmering satin casing, and the long smooth expanse of her stomach as it tapered to a smooth curve of bare skin between her legs. A gleaming puddle of satin on the doorstep showed that her panties had been discarded while. I didn’t want to disturb mom so I entered the gym silently without anyone seeing and sat in the waiting area…The waiting area is covered from the workout area by a big glass.. The people sitting in the waiting area could see what was happening inside the gym but the people working out in the gym could not see the waiting area..It was built like this because to avoid distraction of the people who were working out …..From my side the mirror was transparent but from their side it was opaque……There. Now, knowing that I may not be alone in this matter, I decided to create a device that would allow people to enter these, sort of, pocket dimensions that would allow them to enter their favorite programs and interact with their favorite characters. To be a part of those stories. It’s a very, let’s say, interesting idea I had. One that nobody thought would work.It didn’t. At least, not in the way I thought it would. When trying to create the remote device, it exploded in my face. That experiment.