yes, she follows her

It had to be a joke, but Jana certainly didn't get it. She hurried after Vicky, stopping to lock the door behind her. Luckily, Vicky was very inexperienced with high heels and couldn't go very fast. Jana quickly caught up with her and demanded an explanation.

"I know it doesn't make any sense at all," Vicky explained calmly as she carefully made her way down the stairs. "It's completely disgusting and something I would never do in a million years. But I'm going to go suck his dick. I don't have any choice in the matter and I don't know why I'm doing it, but I'm not going to worry about any of it. I think maybe I can't worry about it. But I'm not worried about it so I haven't given it much thought."

Jana was just about to tell Vicky that what she had just said was the craziest thing she had ever heard of when up ahead an apartment door opened and out stepped a shapely young Hispanic woman in red high heels, her generous curves wrapped in plastic food wrap from her arm pits to mid-thigh, a crown made of aluminum foild on top of her head. Vicky's crazy had competition.

"Mrs. Suarez?" Jana asked, disbelieving.

The oddly dressed woman turned and smiled broadly.

"No!" she said. "I am Princesa Putina! I am on a quest to find my true love, King Raymond!"

Then she turned about and headed in the direction of the manager's apartment.

"Oh my fucking god," Jana said, as Vicky followed the self-proclaimed princess.

Jana scurried to catch up.

"Vicky, something really weird is going on!" Jana insisted. "You have to stop!"

"I can't stop," the blonde replied calmly. "I need to suck the manager's dick. It really is better if you just don't worry about these things Jana. I bet if I wasn't not worried about it, I'd be screaming in horror right now."

And then Jana did just that, as the fat, hairy manager of their building stepped out of his apartment wearing only a stained white T-shirt. His cock was fully-erect.

"Oh shut the fuck up!" he said.

And Jana immediately shut the fuck up. Her eyes went wide. She couldn't speak. She couldn't even open her mouth. She turned to run and couldn't. She was rooted to the spot.

"Are you King Raymond?" Mrs. Suarez asked the manager hopefully.

"I need to suck your cock," Vicky told the him matter-of-factly.

"Well you sure took your own sweet time getting here," The manager said, disgusted. "It took so long, I started fantasizing about what I'd do with mexi-slut here once I was done with you and it looks like it took. I imagine we've got your bitchy little roommate to thank for this mess, slowing you down."

The manager glared at Jana. Unable to do anything else, she started to cry. Why had she followed Vicky when she knew she was acting crazy? A dozen better responses tumbled through her head.

"I probably wouldn't have even gotten around to you," he told Jana. "But you're here now. Might as well come in and watch."

Jana suddenly felt an irresistible urge to come into the manager's apartment.