3
I was awoken by a sharp rap on my door. I shot up from bed and looked around the bright, sunny room. It was morning now; the night of sensual pleasures was over. Eric was nowhere to be found, though I felt a stirring inside of me that hadn’t been there before. It felt like the mist that had been inside of me, but more noticeable.
But I didn’t have time for that. “Who is it?” I called out.
“I’m looking for a Miss Jessica. Is this her dorm room?”
I wondered if this wasn’t some practical joke. It was Halloween day, after all. “Yeah, and I’m Jessie. What do you want?”
“I’d like to speak with you about a serious matter.” His voice sounded serious, and a creeping feeling of doubt toward my prank theory crept into my mind.
“One sec and I’ll open the door,” I called back. I quic
