Becky took her in her bedroom

Alison took another step towards Becky.

"Please, help." Becky grabbed her wrist.

"Okay okay... I'll try." Alison tried pulling back, but Becky wouldn't let go. "What do you need me to do?"

"My clothes, please." Becky tugged harder.

"Ah. Okay." Becky started walking. Alison followed.

When they finally reached her bedroom, Becky stopped abruptly and pulled Alison down onto the bed, facing her. She was hovering just above her.

"Oh, uh, thank you. What's going on?" Alison asked timidly. Her heart pounded heavily in her chest as she gazed into those glowing green orbs. Becky was beautiful, just like when she was alive. Her pale skin gleamed ethereally in the dimly lit bedroom. She was slender with long black flowing hair that cascaded down to her back, and piercing gray eyes. She wore a short, loose, black dress that made her seem almost human. Becky smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you." She leaned in closer, until their faces were mere inches apart. Alison swallowed nervously. "But if you're going to help, I hope you won't tell anyone I'm here." She whispered, before pressing her lips gently against Alison's.

As soon as her lips touched Alison's, an overwhelming warmth swept through Alison's body. The warm tingly feeling spread throughout her entire being and she felt euphoric. She was sure her legs and arms were melting off her. The world around her vanished and she became completely and totally entranced by the sweet taste of her lips. After kissing for several minutes, Becky pulled away, smiling seductively.

"Thank you, Alison," Becky says innocently, but Alison knows that she's not being sincere. She has a wicked look on her face.