Melanie

"Pete? Are you awake?"

To my surprise, Melanie was my night visitor. I slowly rolled over, to not startle my guest, and asked, "Mel, is that you?"

"Yeah. Can I turn on the light?"

"Sure."

There was a click, then the room was illuminated from by the ceiling light. Melanie was standing at the foot of my bed, looking as cute as ever in her baggy T-shirt and sweatpants. There was an odd look on her face, as though she was struggling with some internal conflict.

"What's wrong, Mel?" I asked.

"I...this is going to sound odd, but I couldn't get your erection from this morning out of my mind."

She bit her lower lip, then continued.

"I...I need it inside me. I'm sorry if this is too much, but I really need it."