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Author:     Kyros
Title:      The Demon Inside (Seer, ep. 2)
Part:       2 of 6
Universe:   Seer
Summary:    This is the sequel to episode one, I See Dying People, of
            Seer. Episode one ends with Melissa, Alexandra and Philip
            in trouble as they have ended up in the claws of the two
            demons Keshet and Gail.
Keywords:   mf, mF, Ff, MF, fant, slow, mag, nc, rape, caution
Email:      kyros@hoakz.com
Asstr:      http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/kyros/www
SOL:        http://storiesonline.net/auth/Kyros
Disclaimer: http://hoakz.hopto.org:8080/kyros/wiki/Disclaimer

* Keywords and summary are for all six parts
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NOTE: 

The first time this episode was posted I failed miserably to
get it right.  (The posting.  No one has threatened to kill 
me yet so I guess the content was fairly okay.)  The first
time around (a few weeks ago) part 5 was posted numbered 2/6,
part 2 was never posted at all and I opted not to post part 5 once
more since it was already posted.  It was fairly chaotic!

Given some thought (and feedback about this) I've decided,
instead of trying to excuse myself, I'll act and repost 
all six parts with their correct numbers.

If you've read this story the first time around you might
want to check out part 2/6 (my apologies for the soon 
repost of the other parts.)  If not, have fun this time 
around!

/Kyros
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Part 2

Dawn was pacing back and forth in the waiting room, wringing the sheath
of her sword in her hands while she mumbled under her breath.  She
stopped and stared at the closed door to Konrad's office.

"Goddamnit," she said.  "I could have found her by now.  On my own!"

"Hey," Philip interrupted from the sofa, he was keeping his voice low. 
After all, disturbing Melissa and Konrad right now was probably the best
way to ensure he'd never see Alexandra again.  "I'm worried too.  She's
my friend you know."

Dawn shot him an angry look before she frowned and started to pace
again.

"And," Philip added.  "You stomping back and forth over the floor,
almost making the paintings go  askew, aint gonna make them faster..."

"Shut it junior!"

"Yeah?" Philip smirked as he leaned back in the sofa.  "And exactly how
old are you?  To me you don't look a day over..."

In a whirlwind of activity Dawn unsheathed her sword and lashed out with
it toward Philip's neck.  Philip yelped as he tried to push his back
through the sofa backrest.  The tip of the sword scratched the underside
of his chin, forcing his head back until he was staring at Dawn along
the back of his nose.

"I wasn't referring to age," Dawn said.

-----

The only light in Dr. van Alten's office was a lonely candle standing on
the table beside the desk.  Melissa was sitting in one of the chairs by
the table and Konrad in the other.

"Slow, deep, breaths," van Alten said with a monotonous voice.  "Still
looking into the flame.  Relaxed.  Slow.  Deep.  Breathe in.  Out."

Melissa heard his voice through a soft, darkness that had her in a
comfortable hold.  She drew in a breath.

"You now feel calm, relaxed and safe.  Calm.  Relaxed.  Safe.  A sphere
of light emerges from your body and encloses you.  A sphere of warm,
soft light.  The light becomes stronger and stronger and it shields you
from everything around you.  Keeps you safe.  Stronger, bright..."

Melissa sneezed.

"...er," Konrad said and sighed.

"Fuck!" Melissa moaned and opened her eyes.  "It's not working.  We're
wasting time!"

"You need to stop concentrating on getting a vision and start working on
your trance," Konrad said.  "Now once more."

Melissa sunk down in her seat.  "It's useless.  It's better we get out
and search for her."

"No, once more."

Melissa sighed and leaned on her head.  "I give up," she mumbled.  Then,
just as she had given up all hope, just as if the hope alone was keeping
it away from her, she felt the familiar tingle in her neck.  She gasped
and sat straight.  The tingle disappeared.  ''Relax,'' she told herself.
 ''It's useless, I...  I can't control faith, I can only take what's
given to me...''  The tingle came back, followed by the buzz in her
head, and the light behind her eyelids transformed into images.

Alexandra was lying on her back, her body was twitching from side to
side, shaking, convulsing.  She was surrounded by a blue circle on the
floor.  Melissa moaned when she saw a shadow rising from Alexandra's
chest, clawing at her tossing body, making her scream.  Alexandra was
dying.

Melissa opened her eyes and stared in panic at Konrad.  "My God!" she
whispered before the vision took hold of her again.

Melissa was lying on her back.  Something wet and sticky was running
from inside her, staining her thighs, gliding down between her buttocks
and making her slippery and squishy.  She noticed her hands were dug
into the blanket she was lying on, and she was shaking.  She was
Alexandra, and Alexandra was fighting for her life.  She saw Keshet
leaning over her.

"Leave her," she said and pushed a window open.  Keshet slid through the
window and landed on the street outside in a graceful movement.  She
looked around.  The sign with the street name burned into Melissa's
eyes.

"I know where it is!" Melissa rasped and forced herself to stand.  "They
are going to kill Alexandra!"

Konrad jumped to his feet, just in time to catch Melissa as she fell
over.  "Take it easy," he said and helped her back into her chair.  "It
was a vision, it may have been several days from now.  Take it easy."

"No, it's just gonna happen, any minute!  We have to hurry!"  The last
words was sobbed.  Melissa feared that they were already too late, that
what she had seen was already happening.

"Did you see Alexandra?"

"She was in pain."  Melissa managed to get on her feet again.

"We'd better go get her then."

"We're late.  We need to go now.  Alexandra is  in darkness, she had
darkness around her."  Melissa turned to Konrad.  "The darkness of the
soul."

"We're getting her now," he said and pushed the door to the waiting room
open.

"About time," Dawn said as she saw Melissa walking through the door. 
"Me and junior here..."  She saw the expression on Melissa's face. 
"What's happened?"

"Alexandra is in danger!" Melissa replied and grabbed her coat.

"If you two are done quarreling," Konrad added, "maybe you'd grace us
with your assistance?"

"I'm ready," Dawn said and begun strapping her sword to her side.

"Uh," Philip said and stood.  "I'm ready too, but I don't have much more
than my fists to fight with."

Konrad glanced at him before he went into his office again.  A few
moments later he came back with a handgun.  "I trust you won't shoot me
or any other innocent person with this, if possible use it only to
threat and let Dawn take care of the killing."

Philip looked down at the gun he'd been handled.  "I thought guns
wouldn't harm them."

"They don't kill them," Dawn said.  "You hurt them, I decapitate them,
we'll be a team junior."

"Don't call me junior."

Dawn grinned at him.

"We don't have time!" Melissa said from the door.

"Dawn," Konrad said.  "Can you drive?"  He reached his car keys over to
her.

"Sure," she said and took the keys.

Konrad placed his hand on Melissa's shoulder.  "You remember where
Alexandra was?"

"Yes!  Hanover Road."

"You know where on Hanover Road?"

Melissa shook her head.  "Somewhere on Hanover Road."

"Then let's go there."

Dawn pursed her lips and gazed at Melissa.  "If she's really there..."

"She's there!" Melissa said and left the waiting room.

-----

Marius' fingers were digging into Alexandra's arms as he held them down,
pressing them into the mattress.  He was balancing on the verge of
orgasm.  Alexandra could hear it in his breathing.  She could feel it
inside.  He was moving cautiously back and forth with short, jerky
moves.  Now and then the pleasure took him over and a prolonged groan
left him.  He held Alexandra's arms in an iron grip.  He was holding her
too hard, she wanted to protest, but she was scared.

"Are you ready, pigeon," he gasped into her ear.  "Are you fucking
ready?"

She was afraid to look up at him but she tried to answer anyway.  First
she just croaked, then she cleared her throat, "Yes," her voice
shivered.  If he came he would be satisfied and maybe leave her alone
before he moved his hands.  Closed them around her neck.  Squeezed
harder and harder.  Lost in his pleasure.  Unable to hear or see
anything else.  "Please come," she breathed and something broke inside
of her.

The last bit of self-control left him as he pumped into her again and
with a throaty gasp he pulled back, pushed in, threw his head back and
cried out his pleasure.  Alexandra clenched her teeth and fought back a
cry of her own.

The impossible happened.  As she felt the first spurts of his semen
shooting into her a gigantic wave of pleasure washed over her.  It was
almost like pain, but it made her body hum, and it scared her.  She
tried to channel the strong emotion by screaming.  She tried to get away
from it.  Squirmed and trashed on the bed, but the sensation held her
and shook her as if she'd been a kite in a hurricane.  Through the twirl
of emotions she heard a weak voice in her head asking how it was
possible that such a beast could make her feel like this.

He shoved into her again and every atom in her body felt the
penetration.  Blood red filled her vision as pain and pleasure washed
through her in an insane mix.  Her world grew dark when the sensation
became too strong and the last thing she remembered was a shrill,
piercing sound she had to assume was her own scream.

Alexandra was gone for little over a minute during which Keshet and Gail
looked at each other in astonishment.  "I'll be damned," Keshet said. 
"He may be an asshole but apparently he can fuck."

Phoenix rolled his eyes and sighed.  "Moron," he said and got on his
feet.  When he got into the bedroom Alexandra was just regaining her
consciousness while Marius was still lying limp on top of her.  Phoenix
knelt on the bed, gently pushing Marius off of her and placing him by
her side.

"How are you?" he asked.

"God that was good," Alexandra replied.  "I'm not sure what's up and
what's down."

Phoenix chuckled.  "It'll settle in a couple of minutes."

He got up and peered into the living room since he thought he had heard
one of the women curse.  The room was empty.  He shrugged and turned
back to Alexandra.  With a sigh he started to unbuckle his belt.

"I hate sloppy seconds."

Alexandra started giggling.  "Are you gonna do me too?" she asked. 
"Will the two witches do me then?"

"Only me," Phoenix said as he got up on the bed and squatted between
Alexandra's spread legs.  "Raise your butt.  That's better."

Between giggles, Alexandra noticed that he was penetrating her.  The
sensation form her first orgasm was still making her body tingle. 
Actually, the sensation made her laugh.  Soon she noticed that he was
making her feel good, and her giggles turned into moans.  She started
pushing back up at him.

"That's my girl," Phoenix said between breaths.  "Show me what you got!"

Keshet stormed into the room.  "They're here, we need to get going right
away."

"They?" Phoenix asked and stared up at her.

"Aure and the other's."

"Fuck!  This really can't wait."

"I can give them candles and flowers," Alexandra said.  "They'll..."

Phoenix started pounding away into her with fast, hard shoves.  "Oh! 
Cowboy!" Alexandra said and laughed.

"What the fuck!" Keshet said.  "They'll hear her!"

"Cum!  Cum!  Cum!" Phoenix chanted into Alexandra's ear as he kept up
his speed.

"I said," Keshet frowned as she placed her hands on her hips and stared
down at the scene in front of her.  "They're coming.  What are you? 
Deficient?"

"I need," Phoenix panted.

"Yeah, your needs are gonna get you killed."

Gail entered the room.  Gave Phoenix and Alexandra a single glance
before she turned to the only window in the room.

"We're leaving through this window."  She nodded at Marius.  "Get him
with you.  If Phoenix wanna stay and play, that's his problem."

Phoenix moaned and grabbed Alexandra's hair.  "When I tell you to come,"
he hissed into her ear, "you comply."

Alexandra's hands grabbed in the air.  She buried her face in the
mattress and stared pushing back up at him.  Phoenix increased the speed
even more.  Alexandra's buttocks were hurting but the pain drowned in
the sensations between her legs.  She screamed into the mattress as she
came again.

-----

"Stop!" Melissa said.  "It's here!"

The car was traveling down Hanover Road towards an alley ending in the
railing between the houses and the railroad.

"Left?" Dawn asked as she stepped on the brakes.

"Yes!"

"How close?" Konrad asked.

"Just here!  That window!"

"Pull over there," Konrad said.

They hid behind a hedge just outside the house Melissa had indicated.

"Okay," Dawn whispered.  "Here's the plan.  You three are on lookout in
case someone is trying to sneak out, sneak in or if something else
happens.  I'm going in and trying to get her out."

"I'm going too," Philip replied with an intense whisper.

Dawn ignored him.

"How are you going to find them?" Konrad asked.

"I'm kicking in every door."

"I'm sure Melissa could show you the exact door."

They all looked at Melissa.  "Maybe," she hesitated.  "I've had some...
residue images before..."

"Before?" Konrad said but shook his head.  "Later.  We're going too."

"And who's going to be on lookout?" Philip asked.

"I can help Melissa if we need more visions from her," Konrad said.

There was a silent moment before Philip sighed.  "I'll be lookout, and I
swear to god, if you don't bring Alex back..."

Dawn gave him a stern gaze before she shook her head and turned to
Konrad.  "You're following me to the door, and no further.  The rest is
up to me!"

Konrad nodded.  Melissa frowned.

Dawn unsheathed her sword.  As they advanced towards the door it was
obvious this was a common thing for Dawn but not so for Konrad and
Melissa.  They were tripping, sliding and making all sorts of noise. 
Dawn glared back at them more than once, but finally they reached the
darkness in the porch.

"What floor?" whispered Dawn.

Konrad took Melissa by the shoulders but she shrugged him off, opened
the door and stepped into the porch.  Dawn frowned, unsure she wanted
the other woman so close to possible danger but as far as she could tell
there was no other way.

Melissa placed her hands on the first door, then leaned her head against
it, almost as if she was listening.  After a while she shook her head
and stepped over to the other door.  They waited a little longer before
she stepped away from that door as well.

"Second floor?" Konrad said.

Melissa nodded and climbed the staircase.  Dawn stole past her and gave
the second floor a suspicious inspection before Melissa was allowed up.

This time Melissa hesitated longer before she dismissed the first door. 
At the second door she gasped and stepped back.  Finally, at the third
door, she hissed and jolted back.  Her hands shook and balled into
fists.

"She's there... she burns, she cries in darkness."  Melissa sunk back,
too tired to even breathe.  Konrad pulled her away from the door.

Dawn placed her ear against the door for a few seconds before she tried
the handle.  It was locked.  She got a small knife and a metal plate out
of one of her pockets and managed to get it open.

The door was chained and Dawn motioned to Konrad and Melissa to keep
silent.  She listened into the apartment.  She thought she could hear
someone whispering.  She reached in through the door.  She had no clue
if Alexandra was in immediate danger, or if she had time to try and open
the door in a less suspicious way.  She reached her sword over to
Konrad, took the door handle in one hand and the chain in her other. 
She pulled the door until the chain stretched, and then she pulled fast
and hard in the chain.  One end of the chain was ripped free with a loud
sound of broken wood.

Before Konrad could ask Dawn how she managed to pull the door chain free
with her bare hands she took the sword back from him, motioned for them
to stay and slid into the apartment.

Dawn moved between empty rooms.  When she reached one of the bedrooms
she stopped and turned to Konrad.  "I've found her," she mumbled.

"Is she..." Konrad asked.

"Is Alex okay?" Melissa interrupted and tried to peek past him.  "Let me
talk to Alex!"

Dawn shook her head and Konrad held Melissa back.  "Let Dawn go first."

Alexandra was lying in the bed, she gazed up at Dawn under heavy
eyelids, and as Dawn came closer she licked her lips and smiled.

"Like what you see?" she asked and rolled her naked body from side to
side.

Dawn stared at her in confusion for a second before she shook he head. 
"Not particularly.  Why would you ask?"

"Nothing.  Cut me loose."

"Just stretch the ropes," Dawn replied and used her sword to saw through
the rope.

When Alexandra was free she reached down and cupped her crotch with both
hands.  Dawn's eyes widened.  She understood and she felt as if a knife
of ice had been driven into her heart.  She reached down and grabbed
Alexandra's shoulder.  Just as she was about to say something she
noticed Alexandra was caressing herself.

"Get up," she said trying to hide her confusion behind a harsh tone.

Alexandra sighed but did as she was told.  Just as Dawn had predicted
there was a large wet spot where Alexandra had been lying.

"They raped you?" she asked and made Alexandra face the wet spot.

"One of them," Alexandra replied her face turning whiter than usual.

"Was it Gail or Keshet?"  Dawn asked.

"What the fuck?  They can't rape me... They're women... well at least
female..."

"You're right."  Dawn pushed Alexandra towards the door.  "It was
someone else, right?"

"I don't wanna talk about it."

Alexandra took one step then she fell into Dawn and started to slide
towards the floor.  Dawn almost had to drop her sword to catch her.

"I need to sit," Alexandra said.

Dawn helped her to sit and sheathed her sword.  "We don't have time,"
she said, picked the blanked from the bed and wrapped it around
Alexandra before she scooped her up in her arms and carried her out of
the room.

-----

Alexandra was standing in the shower room.  In front of a mirror.  She
was wearing a towel draped over her shoulders and she was staring into
her own eyes in the mirror glass.  Her body was tense, her eyes trying
to bore into themselves.  The moment drew out.  She laughed.

"You thought taking a shower would make it go away."

She pounded her hands into the sink.  "No, no, no!  It's not your fault.
 There was nothing you could have done about it..."

"Shit!  You could have done something.  You could have stopped it. 
Instead you just locked up and prayed for your life."

She squeezed her hands around the washbowl edge.  "No.  There was
nothing I could have done.  I was tied down.  I was helpless."

She met her own eyes in the mirror.  They were shimmering with a clear
green light, almost as if they were lit by a light source of their own.

"You weren't just a victim.  You..."

"So what?  You didn't put up a fight, why should you?  You were
helpless!"

"You should have!"

"Look at me!"

"You're... You're empty."

"You should have fought.  But you didn't.  You just lay there, you
even... you..."

"Don't blame yourself.  There is nothing you can do about it.  You're
helpless."

 "Oh God!  Oh God!"  She hid her face in her hands.

"I'm not gonna accept that!  I am not helpless!  I am not...  Not
helpless!"

She was staring into her own face in the mirror, leaned on the washbowl,
her eyes challenging herself.  She broke into laughter but then choked
the laugher and turned it into tears.

"It made me... arrive... I squirmed and whimpered and bucked just like a
whore."

She reached up and cupped one of her breasts, squeezing the nipple
between her fingers.  "You don't understand, do you?"  She brushed her
thumb over the nipple, her gaze altering between the nipple and her her
eyes in the mirror.  "Look at it."  She closed her eyes.  "I said, look
at it.  It goes stiff when you touch it."  She squeezed harder.  "Tell
me you can't feel it?"  Pulled.  "How it makes you ache?  Tell me you
can't feel that."  Her other hand reached down between her legs and
pressed her long finger into herself.  "Tell me this doesn't make you
hot?"

She closed her eyes.

"Look into the mirror!"

She did.  Kept the stare for a long time.  Her  hands stroked of their
own will.  She managed to make herself produce a low moan and she
realized it was right.  She did feel horny.  "Oh God," she gasped.

"God has nothing to do with it.  You love this, don't you?"

She started to stroke herself hard and fast, the lewd sounds of her wet
sex made her head spin.

"You're wet."

One of her hands grabbed the washbowl edge.  She leaned on it while her
other hand was squeezed between her thighs.  Her back arched.  The need
to touch was impossible to ignore.  Even though she squeezed her legs
together, her juices was spread over her thighs, making it to easy to
push the hand all the way to her hot core.

"Oh God!  I'm a whore," she sobbed as she felt her own body betraying
her.  "Oh God!  No!  I'm not a whore.  I'm confused.  This is normal. 
You were raped an hour ago.  It made you come and now you're touching
yourself.  Maybe you should go back there and see if you can get more?"

Alexandra felt how the primitive drive of her sexuality took over and
directed her actions.  The rubbing between her legs increased in both
speed and pressure and as she parted her thighs she gasped, her knees
buckled and before she knew it she was squatting, one hand still
grabbing the sink while the other kept stroking her wide open pussy.

"Now you understand why?  Oh God!  Just go with it, don't fight it.  Go
on.  Just go on."

Luckily for Alexandra it was too late for any of her dorm mates to be
awake and the risk that someone would walk in on her was very low.

When she exploded, one cut off cry passed her lips while her body tensed
from her toes to her neck.  The hand between her legs jerked.  Her
thighs shivered.  In the throes of orgasm her body rolled against the
hand between her legs.  She kept rubbing, and rubbing, hoping the flow
of pleasure would never stop.

When she came down from her peak she hang on to the sink for several
moments while she tried to catch her breath.  She realized what she'd
done and struggled to her feet.  She was still panting while she stared
back into the mirror.  

"Face it," she said, a single tear running down her cheek.  "You're a
slut."

-----

Melissa was still awake when Alexandra returned from her shower.  She'd
had a hard time to keep herself from following her roommate, making sure
she was okay.  The few pieces of advice Konrad had been able to give her
before she followed Alexandra into their dorm had told her to let
Alexandra decide the pace she wanted to talk about things.

"Just listen to what she wants to say," he'd said.  "You'll find it's
much harder to do that than just giving away advice, but it will help
Alexandra much more than any advice ever would."

Alexandra slumped down on her bed, her towel wrapped around her
shoulders.

"Are you okay?" Melissa asked.  "Is there anything I can do?"

Alexandra shook her head and stared into the carped in front of her. 
She raised her gaze at Melissa as if she'd just then realized she wasn't
alone in the room.  "I owe you."

"What?"

"I owe you for saving my life."

"Oh...  It was mostly Dawn that did that."

"No.  I mean she freed me and helped me get out, but you were the one
that found me."

"With Konrad's help."

"But it was you that found me."

Melissa shrugged.  "Yes, I guess."

Alexandra walked over to where Melissa was standing.  Her towel slid
down on the floor and Melissa had to tear her gaze away from Alexandra's
naked body.  She cursed herself.

"I... owe you."  Alexandra stepped closer.  Reached around Melissa's
neck.  She pulled the taller girl's face down towards her own.

"Alex?"

"I owe you."

Their lips met.

The kiss was electric and it made Melissa shiver.  Alexandra reached
around Melissa's body, squeezing her buttocks firmly.  "Come on."  She
pushed a hand into the back of Melissa's pajama trousers.  Melissa
stared at her.

"A... Alex?"

"Can you... please just do this one thing for me?"

Alexandra took Melissa's hand.  Melissa didn't protest when Alexandra
placed the limp fingers on her crotch.  Melissa had to fight back an
urge to touch.

"Alex, you're in shock."

"If I was in shock," Alexandra said.  "Would I..." one of her fingers
slid into Melissa's pussy from behind, "...do this?"

Melissa croaked and bolted.  "Fuck!" she called and backed away from her
roommate.  "Don't..."  She clenched her teeth and balled her fists while
she struggled to maintain her self-control.  "I'm sorry."

Alexandra was holding her hand up in front of her face.  Her fingers was
glistening with pussy juices.  She pushed them into her mouth and licked
them clean.

"You are wet.  Are you horny?"

"I...  Oh God Alex, I...  I'm such an idiot, I'm so sorry!"

"What?"  Alexandra shook her head.  "I kissed you, fuck it!  Pay
attention!"

With that she snapped her towel from the floor and started to dry her
hair.  Melissa was staring at her back unable to decide what to do.  She
wanted to run over to Alexandra and take her in her arms.  She had no
clue what had happened to her roommate the hours she'd been in the
kidnapper's power but she could imagine it had been an unpleasant
experience.  At the same time, her eyes refused to stay away from the
other womans butt.  Alexandra was bent forward and Melissa could make
out her sex in the crease between her thighs.  She swallowed.  It looked
like Alexandra was wet.

"Alex," she mumbled.  "I... if you want to talk."

Alexandra threw the towel on the floor and turned to her, anger shining
in her eyes.  "Do you know what I want?  Do you?"

"I... just let me know and I'll do...  I'll try to help..."

"You know what I want," she said.  She stepped closer to Melissa.  "Just
do it goddamnit," she mumbled.

"What?" Melissa asked and took a step back.

Alexandra followed her and stepped even closer.  "Just follow your
instincts," she mumbled.  "Please!"

"What?  What instincts?"

"Touch me."

"Alex... I think... you're in shock..."

"Just touch me, fuck it!"

Melissa jumped back.  "No," she shook her head.  "Listen, I know what
happened to you was really, really bad, and I wish to God I'd waited
till Dawn appeared so she'd been able to save both you and Philip right
there.  I'm... so sorry for... what I did...  I can only guess what
you're feeling, but I know... you're in shock, and that's exactly why
I'd never... do that."

"Do what, Melissa?"

Alexandra was close to her again, her voice soft, her hands almost on
Melissa's hips.  "Do what?"

"Hurt you more."

"It wouldn't hurt me."

Melissa stared at her.  "You're saying that now," she said her eyes
trying to read Alexandra's expression, "but when you've been able to
sleep, it'll seem different."

"Do you think I'm sexy, Melissa?"

"What?"

"Do you watch me when I'm not paying attention?  Do you watch my pussy
when I dry my hair?  I think you do...  Do you think I'm sexy?"

"I... yes.  I mean... you are... very... but not like that... guys must
be..."

"Do I make you horny?"

"What?  Alex, come on!"

"Fuck Melissa, I just want it to go away."

"I'd do anything, Alex.  I want to help."

"Then, please... make... it go away... do it..."

"Do you really mean that?"

Alexandra looked into Melissa's dark eyes with a gaze full of pain and
something Melissa thought was hunger.

"Alex," Melissa mumbled and took a step back.  "You're in shock."

"I just want the pain to go away."

Melissa reached out to her roommate and pulled her into her arms. 
"You're safe now," she said and held her close.  When Alexandra pulled
back Melissa did the same and again their eyes locked, just inches
apart.

This time Alexandra didn't wait, but she got on her toes and pulled
Melissa to her.  Their lips met.  Alexandra's mouth opened and her
tongue slid between Melissa's lips.  Melissa felt her body starting to
burn but when one of Alexandra's hands pressed between her buttocks and
cupped her crotch from behind she twitched.

"Alex...  You're in shock."

"Touch me," Alexandra breathed into Melissa's ear, "please just do it."

"No," Melissa pulled back hard.  "I... I... I'm sorry."

She turned her back at Alexandra and slid into her bed quickly.  She was
struggling hard not to shake.  "Good night."  She switched off her lamp.

Alexandra was still standing in the middle of the room.  "Fuck!" she
cursed under her breath.

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