Standing in the dark room, I could see the reflection of a young man and he appeared to be masturbating. He had his laptop on the counter and he had h...adphones on that were plugged into it, which would explain why he didn't hear me knocking or coming in.He was watching a video on the laptop of a woman being fucked from behind by a big black man while she was sucking another. I stared in shock as the young man in the bathroom pumped his dick in rhythm to the action on the screen. His cock was. .- Charlie whispered.-Charlie, please, stop crying. Look, I don't hate you. I could neverhate you. You're my brother. We have shared a lot of things through theyears. What you said it's... a lot of information and I have to say it'ssomething surprising to me. I feel flattered for all the cute things yousaid about me. Really, that was something very nice. And... well I don'tknow if it works in the same way with boys but... I kind of understandwhat you're going through. Believe me I really. Perhaps she had nodded off and dreamt someone was whispering her name.“Philippa, Philippa,” it came again.This time Philippa was sure she wasn’t dreaming.“Who’s there?” she called out nervously.“Philippa, Philippa.”“Come out and show yourself or I’m calling the police.”“Philippa, Philippa.”Philippa had watched her fair share of teen slasher movies. Far more than her fair share in fact. Being 6’ 2” ruined any prospect she had of a romantic life so she had spent many lonely hours curled up on the. In her handbag she had another pair, which she would slip on in the lift. The Javelin train pulled out of St Pancras on time, and headed towards the coast. Her phone rang. Izzy. “How did it go, darling,” she asked.“Fine, it was fine,” Amanda replied. “Good, just to confirm I’ve transferred the money to your account. Now, I want you at mine at eight, you’re going to a party tonight.” Izzy told her.“Tonight!” Amanda replied.“Yes, so you’ll have to be quick. I’ll send details in a mo, bye.