"O-o-ok," was Jen's stuttered response. Karyn grabbed Jen by one of her now slender arms and tugged her inside before swiveling her head back and forth. Seemingly content she shut the door and locked it.
"Come on, let's go to my room. My parents aren't home but I'd rather..." Karyn's speech trailed off as she stood nervously. A moment of awkward silence followed before Karyn grabbed Jen's arm again and led her upstairs.
With every step up the stairs a headache built-in Jen's head. Thoughts and feelings that minutes before felt were hers, were revealed for the facsimiles that they were. Increasingly insistent, impossibly so they pounded through her mind. Shifting from moment to moment but keeping the same sentiment as Jen drifted from the script.
Karyn is so sexy
I wonder what it would feel like to have her tongue-
I need to be fuc-
I can't lose my job. I have to fuck her. And it wouldn't be so bad, she's so sexy-
I need to be filled
Oh my aching titties
I CAN"T LOSE MY JOB! MUST FULFILL THE-
"Jen?" Karyn asked softly from where she now sat on her bed. "Are you okay?"
