As her eyes studied her father’s rugged masculine features, the man flipped on a lamp then scrounged around in a video cabinet and finally pulled ou... a video disc. He turned the TV on, plopped the disc in a DVD player, and pushed ‘play’.When the images on the TV screen flickered and the upbeat tempo of the song began, Angela immediately understood. Her father was playing his favorite country music video. This woman had seen her dad playing the video time and time again, but now it was taking on. It hit Hal like a thunderclap. He stared wide-eyed at the girl, ignoring the fact that she was staring at him, and realized that he was seeing her clearly, even though his vision should have been a bit blurry. The girl was surrounded by a thin frame, as if she were a picture. But that was impossible - she was moving. It wasn't a picture, nor a portal in a wall. It was a mirror, Hal suddenly realized. But that was impossible! If it were a mirror, where was he? Why did he see this girl. At first she cried out in pain with every thrust, but as time went on, they gave way to moans of pleasure. Finally, she told him to stop."We don't want to finish before the others are in, do we?" she asked. "I want you to lie back so that I can sit on your cock. That will give David room to enter me."Walt eased backward, drawing him carefully with him, until he was lying on the floor with her on top of him. Almost her full body weight was pressing down on his cock."Come on, David, what are you. "Ta." He hung up.I was frozen. I wasn't imagining this. This was real. It was him! Hewas part of this. He did this to me! I remember him in some way. Billremembers him. And, oddly, I think Jennifer does too. I have to be strong. Alert. What happened to me? To us. Who isJennifer? I have to be responsible for her. I have the incredible,intoxicating, unbelievable burden of protecting her...her body..herperson...her individuality. I'm not strong enough for this. But I haveto. I have.