Invisible

You reach into your pocket, grip the stone and concentrate. You feel your body start to tingle. Once the feeling subsides you look into one of the cars side view mirrors and see...nothing. You step closer, but the only thing reflected in the mirror is the entrance to the garage. You take a step back and see that your reflection is absent from the shiny surface of the car. You then look down expectantly and notice you can still see yourself. That's actually pretty handy you realize. As you move toward the door leading to the interior of the house you look around and then notice that you don't even have a shadow.

"I love this thing," you say to yourself before dropping the stone back in your pocket.

As you reach for the door knob, you suddenly stop yourself.

'I need to think this through,' you say internally.

You get back into the car and move it back down the driveway. If there had been anyone on the street they would have gotten quite the shock to see a car apparently driving by itself. You look in the rear view mirror and notice, with a chuckle, that you're not reflected in it either. You drive the car to a house across the street and park it in its driveway. Most of the houses on the street are owned by the studio and are primarily used to temporarily house the talent, and you know for a fact that this house is empty.

You step out of the car and walk back across the street, being careful to pay attention to the road since an oncoming car wouldn't see you. You walk back to the garage and press the button that shuts the automatic door. You then walk back up to the entrance to the house, take a breath, and turn the door knob.

You take two steps into the house, having just enough time to notice the spacious kitchen and living room before you hear a voice from the back part of the house, "Hello?"

This is followed by footsteps. 'Now the real test of this thing,' you think to yourself.

Emma walks back out. She's taken off her stylish jacket and her expensive shoes but still looks amazing. She looks at the open door with a confused look on her face.

"I could have sworn I shut that," she says to herself. She quickly looks around, worry playing briefly across her features, before shrugging and walking to the door. She walks right past you and turns on the light in the garage. Seeing that it's empty, she takes one last look around the apparently empty house before shutting and locking the door. She then pulls her phone back out of her pocket and begins to text as she walks back toward the bedroom at the rear of the house.

"Wow," you think to yourself, "I really am invisible."

The brief amazement of your situation suddenly shifts to other thoughts as you stare at Emma's amazing ass as she walks away from you.

'Oh yeah,' you remember 'I'm here to have some real fun.'