Chapter 7
by the v
Can I escape?
A narrow escape.
Desire filled me. A desire to be with this strong man, to have him hold me. Just as I was about to give in, he handed me the ticket and that snapped me back to reality.
'God that was close,' I thought. 'I almost gave in to the desires of this body.'
I took the ticket and thanked the officer and headed back to the car. As I sat down, I felt a strange dampness in my crotch. I was horny. Part of me wanted to fuck myself, but another part wanted to be fucked by the officer and that scared me.
I cautiously drove off and found myself to the nearest major highway. Knowing where I was gave me some solace. I focused on the drive again. The wind in my hair and the freedom of the road helped me forget what I almost did.
I lost track of time on the drive and before I knew it I was close to empty. My tummy and my gas tank need filling.
I headed to a gas station at a major exit and filled up. By now it was getting late and after all I had been through I was tired.
I pulled in to a motel and checked in. I felt disgusted and slightly turned on when the guy at the desk started checking me out.
'Man I've got to get my body back,' I shuddered.
Across the street was a Denny's. Good food, I thought and headed over to grab a bite.
"Hey It's Jessica Alba," some dudes shouted and before I could make it in, I was surrounded. Five guys ranging in age from 18 to 21 were gawking at me and asking for autographs. As I gave in and signed their shirts I couldn't help but notice their bodies. Lean and muscular, they must be active in athletics or something. I couldn't believe I was noticing this. I was getting horny again. 'Damn this body,' I cursed under my breath.
I finally escaped into Denny's and got some food. That felt better. Retiring to my room, I went in to take a shower and go to bed. I had about 12 hours left till I got home. There, hopefully was my body and that bottle.
After the shower, which I survived with out too much temptation, I put on a nightie and slipped under the covers. I flipped through the channels on the tube when what should I see but a Dark Angel marathon.
"How damn ironic," I said out loud.
I watched and was amazed that this was my body. That though still made my head reel.
I tried to watch several episodes, but sleep overtook me.
To sleep perchance to dream?
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