"What? What is it?" Julie asked.
Kevin looked at her and said "I ... I can't move."
"What do you mean?" she asked. She tried moving herself, but found that she couldn't either. "What's happening?"
Suddenly, Kevin's hand reached over towards her and caressed one of her breasts.
"Kevin, this isn't the time for that. We need to figure out what's happening," she said, forgetting for the moment that he just told her he couldn't move.
"I'm not doing it!" he nearly yelled. "My hand is moving by itself. It's like I'm someone's puppet or something. I have no control!" he said, clearly panicking.
Then Julie's hand reached over to Kevin's exposed penis and began to caress it. Her eyes went wide. She tried to stop, but it was no use. She had no control over what her body was doing. "I can't stop it!"
"Me neither," Kevin said, and he really was trying to, no matter how good it felt to touch his girlfriend's breasts.
