Let him come along — for now, anyway

You decide that there is no easy way to leave Zack behind. Besides, having him with you will definitely help the feeling of **** isolation you have felt since being separated from your body.

“Well, since you put it that way,” you say, “why don’t you come along and help me look for Justin?”

Zack is at your side in a moment. “Glad to do it,” he says with a smile. At the same time, you feel his hand on your ass. You aren’t quite sure how you should respond to that. After all, you did just blow the guy, and you really do like the fact that he is sexually turned on by you, but you also just made the choice to stop things from escalating further.

You think quickly about some of the things you have heard that girls say, and push his hand away. “Don’t you think we ought to slow things down, Zack? I don’t know what came over me a moment ago, but I don’t usually do that sort of thing — particularly with a guy I just met.”

Zack doesn’t seem to be hurt by your words. “I get it,” he says. “Take it slow... I’m totally cool with that. And I understand about what just happened... It’s my own fault for exposing my raw, animal desireability to you like that. It was unfair of me to let you walk, unprepared, into Zack’s Palace of Pleasure.”

You roll your eyes. It’s no wonder Zack hasn’t had a girlfriend since school started.

“Let me just warn you, though,” he says, “I can only suppress so much of my magnetism. Stick around, and I won’t be held responsible for when you find yourself needing to rip my clothes off.”

You are confident he has used that line, without success, many times before. The startling reality this time, however, is that it might be true. Not so much because of any special power on his part, other than by being totally hot, of course, but by the fact that you seem to have a very difficult time avoiding being sidetracked from what should be occupying all of your time and attention. Instead of putting all your energies into getting back into your own body, you have wasted a massive amount of the day succumbing to your stupid out-of-control hormones!

You try to clear your mind and ask, “So, should we check the library and see if Justin is there?”

“Sure thing,” says Zack. “In fact, why don’t we take my car? It will be faster than walking.” He grabs his keys out of the Playboy beer mug next to the door and holds the door open for you. You feel his eyes undressing you as you walk by, and the knowledge that he is doing so sends a new ripple of desire through your cunt, causing your clit to throb.