”“I had a fantasy that he would catch me walking around naked. Maybe I would be getting ready to take a shower. I would do my best to cock teas... him…not letting on I know he is there. Maybe he would watch me through the window, jerking off to me. Or maybe I would have him follow me around by the back door where he would find the back door open slightly. Then I would go back to our bedroom to our shower. My fantasy would be his lust would have him open the back door and come in. Maybe he. "Let's go back to the harbour. The ferry is due in soon. With luck our permit should be on it. If it is we can still get some work done today." The group began to pack up their things.On the headland, the solitary figure watched as they collected up their bags. It was too early in the season for holiday makers — not that there were many of them here even at the height of the season - and the group of five girls had intrigued him. They were obviously making a film; their equipment more than a. She tried to stay calm. "Look, I'm scared, too. I stepped through the mirror," her voice shook, "and now I can't get back."The girl was now cowering against the headboard of her bed. Kathy felt bad about scaring her. "I heard you crying," she said softly. "What's wrong?" Go 'way!" I don't have anywhere to go," Kathy felt a sob welling up. "This looks like my room," she wailed, "BUT IT'S ALL DIFFERENT."The two blondes stared at each other through their tears."You look just like me," the girl on. But I just kept snagging shots. Okay , now I was beeing greedy and my cover was seemingly blown. I was about 9 or 10 feet away when she turned to me and started asking about some song she heared on the radio. I still don't know what the heck she said. All I could think about was, if I was caught or not. She insisted that I must know what she was talking about, and that it was the latest hit. "Nope, can't help you", I whimped. "What is she doing?",I thought. I really wanted to run, but.