Lillian

Lillian opened the door to her dorm room and cautiously poked her head out. The hallway lights were bright and piercing. She let her eyes adjust before venturing into the narrowed bricked hallway. There were a few people out in the hallway that all seemed to be in the same state that Valarie was in.

She walked down the hallway and approached the first person. It was a guy that she knew lived at the end of the hall. He had brown hair and a beard, and was a little chubby. He was frozen in mid-stride and held an energy drink in one hand and his laptop under the other. His gaze was blank and aimed straight a head. He was dressed in a t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. Lillian gave him a poke. There was no reaction. He only wobbled slightly. She moved on to the next person, an Asian girl that looked to be just standing in the middle of the hallway. The girl was in a bathrobe that was open to reveal a tank-top and short-shorts underneath. She walked on flip-flops and carried a basket containing bathing supplies. Lillian figured she was on her way to showers. The girl was pretty; she thought as she looked her over. Her eyes were closed, so Lillian pried her lids open to admire her dark eyes. She remained frozen through this. Lillian sighed and looked up and down the hall at the other people, who were all in the same frozen state. There was no need to check on them.

“What the hell is going on?!” she shouted. The sound of her voice was overly loud as everything around her was dead silent. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself. “Think Lillian, think Lillian,” she chanted and walked further down the hall. “There’s power?” She said, then thought. “No, there’s not, it’s just frozen like all the people...” she said as she passed a girl named Julie that was in her English class who lived a few doors from her. Julie was a brunette with green eyes and was heavy set. She was sweet with a cool southern accent. Lillian looked away from Julie’s blank, smiling face. The girl was in mid-stride with her phone to ear. She didn’t want to look too long, and the frozen smile was creepy too. “Is there water?” she asked and then headed for the showers.

Lillian turned the tap of one the series of sinks in the shared shower room. Nothing happened. The shower room was shared by all the women on her floor. There were ten shower stalls, sinks, and toilets. She looked under the toilet stalls and saw that one was occupied. No doubt that whoever that was doing their business was suspended like everyone else. Going into the shower section, she came upon an interesting sight.

There was steam frozen as it bellowed over two shower stalls. Lillian approached the first stall and pulled the curtain back to reveal a naked black girl clad in nothing but a shower cap and bath slippers. She was curvy, with a nice big ass and nice breasts. Her ebony skin glistened with water drops. She stood in a pool of soapy water. She had one hand on her ass while the other was tucked under one of her breasts. Her head was leaned back and her mouth was opened. Lillian imagined she had been singing. The second stall had a skinny brunette, naked save for her slippers. Her body covered in soap and hair drenched in shampoo. She like the black girl and everyone else was suspended.

Leaving the women’s shower, Lillian eyed the men’s shower across the hall. “I have to check...” she shrugged meekly before she headed that direction.

The men’s shower room was identical to the women’s, though they only have five toilets and then five urinals. Lillian could not help but laugh at seeing a naked, brown-haired man standing at one urinal. He was even barefoot. Gross, she thought. There was another guy sitting in one stall. She didn’t venture any further than that. An Asian guy, slender and well muscled, stood at one sink. A towel perfectly wrapped around his hips. Unlike the urinal dude, he had flip-flops on. He stood, brushing his teeth. His black spiked up hair looked wet. Lillian felt warm as she stepped up to him. She had seen him around a few times. They lived in the same dorm and on the same floor. He had a gorgeous model-like girlfriend or something, from what she recalled.

Lillian eyed the towel. She was getting warm. She could feel her face get flush. Feeling bold and impulsive, she jerked the towel free. She lets out a giggle as the guy’s bare ass was uncovered. He had a nice ass; she thought. With trembling hands, she took hold of his hips and turned him away from the sink. He felt like he was a store front dummy. His body remained rigid as he is rotated to face her. “Oh shit...” she breathed. She could not help but like her lips seeing his well-hung cock sticking out from a dark bush of pubes.

She whimpered and giggled, biting her lower lip. She took a step back in order not to let her hands go wild. After closing her eyes, she regained control of her urges. When she opened them, however, they came flooding back with the naked dude before her. She turned her back to him and took a deep breath. She then noticed the frozen steam from a couple of shower stalls and knew too well what was there. “I should leave...” she muttered. “I’ve checked... I can go...” She turned away from the shower stalls only to be facing the Asian dude again. “Oui...”