I saw my reflection in the brook and let out a shriek when I saw a little six-year-old girl. Suddenly, the world faded and I was sitting back in front...of my computer. The text was still scrolling by and a little red LED on the Inspirer turned off. "Wow," I said out loud. "That's incredible!" I sat there breathless for a few more moments. "Wow," I said again. Eager to try the machine again, I picked the next story I saw and felt the world change. Soon I was rummaging anxiously through a closet. This was dangerous thinking but I couldn't help it, her and I had real conversations with each other. How is it that her and I never got together back in the day. It was likely my propensity for girls with dark hair over blondes like Cindy.Either way we finally were able to have our chance. Brad was leaving on a business trip tomorrow and would be gone for a couple days.It's a good thing as I was really horny and Amy had called me countless times over the last few weeks (which I ignored) and. “thanks for the concern.I will be working late for a few weeks. I have to finish the project i am working on.” “that is not good for your health.” i smiled at him and almost bid goodnight, when rani came out with a big tiffin carrier in her hand. She smile at me and thrust the carrier towards me and said “take this. It is something we saved for you for dinner.” i readily took it, because rani must be the best damned cook in the city. Even my wife admits to that. “thank you chechi. I will return. It was all a part of the game. But on this day something else had caught my eye, something that started a sequence of events that I would long regret.One of the teens I was seated opposite stood up, for what reason I don’t know, adjusted her clothing, and sat back down again. Now I had no interest in either of these girls. One was wearing jeans with white slip on leather shoes that left me no chance of seeing her feet – or so it seemed. The other girl, the blonde, was wearing these black.