Looks for her friends

Marissa suddenly felt very unsafe in this room and needing company. She slipped on her flips flops and went off to find her friends. The long hallway she found herself in looked long and forbidding, and it reminded the short co-ed she had no idea where her friends were sleeping. Everyone had scattered to the four winds, which in hindsight seemed like a terrible idea in an unfamiliar, scary place.

Other than the eerie sound of the wind whistling from the windows, the only noise as Marissa walked was the smack of her flip flops against her tiny soles echoing down the hall. Her toes and exposed parts of her cute body felt cold, not from the chill, but from fear of something jumping out at her. The bear rug, whether her "dream" had been real or not, had suddenly disappeared. Her mind could only imagine what else could just move on its own.

She checked several rooms, only to find them empty. With every empty room, Marissa grew anxious. She had to find her friends in this big house, before she wet herself again. Then, she noticed a door further down the hallway that was cracked and appeared to have a little light. Eagerly, Marissa ran as fast as her shoes would allow and charged into the room.

No one was inside, it was clearly the room Jenny had chosen.

"I thought her and Alli were sharing a room?" Marissa thought out loud.

Jenny's night light shone in the corner, illuminating her own spooky little room. Not much had been unpacked, but her outfit from earlier laid discarded including Jenny's overused pair of thong sandals. Having sat in front of Jenny the whole car ride down to Greensville, Marissa had been the unfortunate victim of Jenny putting her feet up near her seat and clogging her senses with the smelly sandals and feet.

Yet, Marissa suddenly felt the disgust and dread quickly evaporate within seconds. She considered how pretty the brown sandals with silver strap looked. Sensing that Jenny wasn't anywhere around, Marissa picked up the pair, regarding them with interest.

"These are kinda cute," Marissa thought. "I guess I see why Jenny keeps them."

As with the car ride, the smell of Jenny's sweaty feet hit Marissa like a mini sucker punch. Instead of finding the stench offensive this time, the young woman welcomed the smell with a few more sniffs.

"Heavenly...," Marissa's mind was suddenly lost in lust as she feverishly began to sniff the shoes. Gliding over to Jenny's bed, she laid down to relax and continued to take in the intoxicated aroma. Marissa's flip flops slipped off her dainty feet and fell quietly on the floor. Their owner hardly noticed, as she then took her tongue out and gave the sandals a few test licks on the sole.

"Salty," Marissa thought with a chuckle.

She gave the cute sandals a tongue bath for the ages, while her womanhood began to throb in pleasure. All the fear from before was gone.