No-one Jason could see

Jason turned to see no-one there. He looked around his room. Was he imagining it? Who could call him? And where had Michelle's picture gone? He decided to get out of his wet clothes and have a shower.

Heading to the bathroom, the storm continued and lightning cracked again. The lights flickered in the house. "You alright babe?" He heard a voice again and a cold chill near him. Jason turned with no-one there still. He shook his head and got into the bathroom.

He stripped off and looked quickly at himself in the mirror, seeing his reasonable body and semi-hard on going limp. He hopped in the warm shower and thought again about Michelle Issacs. Ths made him horny and hard once again. He began to stroke his cock when BANG!! The lights went.

"Fuck..." The shower became cold and Jason stepped out of the stream of water. Everything was dark and getting cold. Then something strange happened. Something never before recorded. The lights returned and Jason was not home anymore. He was in the showers, but more public.

His bathroom had become shower blocks in a locker room. He could hear voices of women and men talking over the other side.

"You need some soap Amanda?" One man asked.

"Lather me up John." Amanda responded. Jason knew those voices.