The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind.

Without her knowledge, I followed M to the university gates, just to make sure she was there thus giving me time to look for clues as to what happened to her dad in her diary. That was the master plan, but that plan had to be hastily revised when she walked right past the university without entering. Now I had a decision to make: should I continue to follow her to find out where she was going or should I head straight back to her room and plunder her diary for info as first planned. I plumped for the diary.

I must say, she gave our sexual activities of the previous day a very favourable write up. My prowess in bed came across very well and was a delight to read about, but I hadn’t time to dwell on that. I needed to dig back much further. Were there any older volumes to be read? Yes. I found them under her bed. Skimming the pages, I found one with a living daddy heavily featured. Sometimes, M wrote as if she was her father's wife; other times, she wrote as his mistress but in the main, she wrote as a daughter totally obsessed with having sex with her dad. The more I read, the more it became clear that she was the instigator of virtually all of their sexual activities. He came across as being dominated and controlled by her. It was she who got him into being tied to the bed while she rode his cock as he lay there with a plastic bag over his head. This appears to have been a frequent occurrence - until the fateful day she left her father in that situation whilst she responded to someone ringing the doorbell. The someone turned out to be a couple of Jehovah's Witnesses and by the time she'd managed to get rid of them by opening her dressing gown and giving them a flash of her nakedness, dearest daddy was dead with the biggest erection on him his sex mad daughter had ever seen. Rather than waste it, M once again mounted her her father and rode him till she passed out in a fit of delirium brought on by the longest, most sensational orgasm ever. She regained consciousness forty minutes later and conscientiously rode her dad's dead, still stiff but now rapidly cooling cock yet again, just for old time's sake......and the sake of another orgasm of course.

So that was the story. It was as I feared. She IS a demon, a corrupter of souls and right now, she was clearly after mine. I did a thorough search of the room and found a selection of fur-lined handcuffs and other restraints, gags, whips, and a whole heap of empty plastic bags. 'Which bag had my name on it' I wondered?

I was interrupted by a knock at the door. On answering it, I found a rather nervous looking middle aged couple who asked me if M lived here. I said she did and introduced myself to them as her landlord. They introduced themselves to me as M's parents. They were concerned that M was showing signs that she'd not been taking her medication recently on her visits to their family home. Apparently, it was most important that she did keep taking her medication as she was rather prone to fits of delusion if she didn’t; which was why she hadn't been able to complete her university course. She even thought she was an orphan, even in their living presence. Anyway, they'd brought M's medication with them and asked me to make sure she got it and, if possible, take it.

So, the girl was a certified fantasist. No one was going to believe a word she said, even if what she said was true. SALVATION. I explained about M defaulting on her rent and how I had **** but to evict her. They said they'd wait fir her and take her home with them when she returned. They even paid up M's back rent.

I went home a much relieved man, fully realising just how close I'd come to turning her delusion into a murderous reality. Well, much time has passed since then during which I've enjoyed many an intimate moment with defaulting tenants of both sexes and M has been reduced to a distant memory. Or at least, she was until today when I heard on the news about a middle aged couple found dead in their home in bizarre circumstances. The woman was found drowned in the bath and the man handcuffed to his bed with a plastic bag over his head. Both were naked. The police are anxious to contact the deceased couple's adult daughter, wherever she is.