And then he spread my legs and got between them. He leaned over me, his body barely touching mines and yet fully covering it. His face was so close. A...d suddenly he whispered:-Tell me when, and I’ll go inside. His voice hypnotizing me, fascinating me. I was still somewhat scared, I guess he realized that. He kissed my neck, and my shoulders. I wrapped my hands around his neck, feeling his cock throb slightly above my pussy. And then he kissed my lips again. By that time I was so thirsty, I was. Helooked left and saw nothing but a wall. He glanced right and noticed ajanitor's closet, which he ran through and locked behind him. He heardscratching and moaning on the other side, and then silence.***John sat in the closet for the rest of the day. He didn't know what washappening but it was damn scary. And what had happened to Carl? Ms.Powell hadn't been able to change him, so now he was in some coma aboutto die. These girls he recognized as Kristie Holleron. But she had dieda few days back. "Hi."She looked up and immediately took note of the yellow towel. I thought it made a nice contrast with my bronze skin. And I tried to keep her at ease and started a casual conversation right away. Had she submitted a finished draft of the essay we worked on last week? She had. Did she get a great grade? She did, a B. Great! It's an improvement from the previous paper right? Right! And so on.I sat next to her and started reading her latest essay, marking it up and correcting a few sentences. Won't you please come in?" She stepped back andopened the door.He stepped inside quickly and she closed the door behind him. "Althoughwe simply must deal with that unfortunate outfit before we do anythingelse." She reached beside herself to dramatically grab a hanging dress.It was some kind of retro thing with polka dots and what looked anextremely short skirts. "I think would suit you just perfectly Strip offthat ugly costume and put this on."Marko bit his bottom lip to keep from saying.