Come to and walk around

*Thump* *Thump* *Thump* *Thump*

You open your eyes and sit up in a quick motion, startled awake by a loud noise. You're confused for a moment, but quickly realize it's just one of your neighbors blasting music. You glance over at your clock and see that it's 12:30 PM, just after noon.

And then it all comes rushing back. The weird dream with your neighbor Jenn. How she completely defiled herself for you, slamming her head down your shaft.

You feel a bit cold and suddenly realize that you're sitting half-naked with your pants on the ground and your dick exposed to the air. And that's not all. Your entire crotch is coated in a what appears to be dried saliva. There are dark runny splotches too, like ruined makeup was rubbed all over your cock. Utterly confused, you quickly bend over to grab your pants and that's when you see it. A long stray black hair, unmistakably that of a woman. It's stuck to your right leg by the dried liquid.

"Holy shit it wasn't a dream," you blurt out-loud.

Your heart starts racing as the memories of the sexcapade flash through your head. How Jenn nearly choked out on your dick. How she acted possessed. How she said things that no woman had ever said to you. She talked about her tight half-asian pussy for god sakes!

Panicking, you rush over to your bed and grab your phone to see if it answers any of the myriad of questions you have. You have a few messages from friends. Brian was asking if you were going to the party tonight. Zane was letting you know you left your jacket at his apartment. The list went on.

But at the top of the pile of notifications was a single message that made your heart stop. It was a text from Jenn.

You start at the message for nearly a minute, unblinking the whole time. A million things popping in your head.

This isn't a dream. This is real. Unless you're still dreaming? No. This is definitely real. How is this happening?! drenched?! Jenn?! Next girl?!

Unsure of your next steps you decide to grab some food from the cafeteria downstairs. You pull the sweater hanging off your deskchair over your head and walk to the bathroom mirror to make sure you don't look too grungy. Your hair is a bit of a mess, but nothing too bad. You're presentable, but a bit smelly, like you just had sex. You grab your spray deodorant and dose yourself.

Feeling confidant you stuff your keys in your pocket and rush out the door. As you go to lock the door, you see someone has posted a sign on it. Well not quite a sign. It's more like a signup-sheet.

At the very top is an acronym: Y.F.R.S. The sheet divides up the week into 21 parts and each day into 3 sections labeled accordingly: Morning Shift, Afternoon Shift, Night Shift. Names populate the the various sections: Vanessa, Kristine, Michelle, Rebecca, June, Marissa, Stephanie, Vivian, Tiffany. The Saturday Morning shift has a single name with a checkmark next to it: Jenn.

This must be the shift schedule Jenn was talking about. I can't believe they put it on my door!

You look through the names on the sheet, recognizing a few, but not being able to put a face to a name for most. Realizing the time, you look to the Saturday Afternoon slot: Hye Jin.

That's a name that sounded vaguely familiar. You think it might be the Korean student on the second floor, but you hadn't really seen her much.

"Hi. Are you John?"

You jump as the small woman behind you make her presence known. You quickly turn around. And then look down. The girl couldn't have been over 5 feet tall, more than a foot shorter than you. She was skinny too and no boobs in sight. She was cute though, especially with her glasses. Just as you're about to say something she starts back up.

"My name is Hye Jin. I'm not sure if you know who I am, but I offered to take the Saturday afternoon shift... which...uhh is right now."

The girl is clearly shy. She had her head down, not looking direclty at you and her voice is just above a whisper. Talking to tall white boys clearly wasn't something she did very often. Her shyness, slight accent, outfit, and demeanor nearly made your heart melt.

Unsure of what to say you try to make small talk"Oh yeah it is that time of the day isn't it? Well Hye Jin. Thanks for signing up."

Hye Jin smiles at the comment and finally locks eyes with you. "It's no problem! When I heard about your condition I thought to myself 'Hye Jin, you're Korean! You could help out this guy.' So I signed up. I am sorry that I'm not very experienced with sex, but I want to do what I can. Please do whatever you want to my small asian body."

Hye Jin finished and bowed her head in respect. She held that position for a few moments as if she expected you to make the next move.