Charity was being so dramatic. "So?" I asked. "So? That's not friendship or roommateship. That's fucked up relationship in the making." Charity cros...ed her arms and started tapping her right foot. "Charity, it will be fine. Besides, it'll be nice to live off campus." I smiled. "Fine, but I get to drop by whenever I want. Right?" She challenged. "Within reason," I rolled my eyes. "Look, I know you are not a big Jason fan. But I promise you if I thought this was a bad idea I wouldn't be. Kelly pushed me back, a wicked grin on her face. She looked down at the tent that had now formed in my trousers and said, "Did I do that?" I, er, I should probably go," I stammered. "This isn't right. You're an intern and I'm too old to be doing this with you." Nonsense," laughed Kelly. "No-one needs know anything about this anyway." And with that she reached out and grabbed my bulge through my trousers and pulled me to the bed, never letting go.She turned around and unzipped her dress. I was. "I'd forgotten that he was so large and muscular. His washboard abs barely flexed as he grabbed me around the waist and lifted me in the air. He was fully erect. With two hands around my waist, he lowered me slowly down toward his waiting organ, while two more hands roamed over my stomach and back. Another pair of his hands caressed my breasts, and he leaned forward to give me a deep-tongued kiss. I was a-quiver with anticipation as his rod approached my trembling maidenhead and then -- the ice. Just as they were about to burst and run down her cheeks everything went black like metal shutters had fallen. Now there was nothing but blackness with Lucinda mute, blind, deaf and paralysed but with her senses of touch and smell still keen as ice cold hands that stank of decay ran themselves down her body. Lucinda, without even the dubious comfort of being able to unleash a cathartic scream, was afraid her heart would stop. Phantom fingers were stroking her pussy when she lost.