Shower

You turn on the shower and get in. You let the water pour over your body feeling its warmth. You suddenly get the feeling that someone is watching you. You look around and see nothing. You giggle at how silly you are being, letting this big empty house scare you, close your eyes and go back to enjoying the feeling of the warm spray on your body.

Once you have enjoyed that enough you reach down and take the soap lather up, and begin to rub it over your body. You begin to relax under the warm water. You have heard that the arousal of fear can transform into another type of arousal and that is what is happening to you. All the nervous tension you felt before seems to have left all your other muscles and transferred itself to your pussy. You slowly move your hand down, wanting to release this tension. As you touch yourself and begin to gently massage your nib you seem to hear a sound, almost too quiet to hear over the shower. It sounds like a whispered "Yes". You open your eyes, afraid again, and cover yourself.

"Who are you?" you say to the empty bathroom.

"No!" whispers a voice still so quiet it's hard to here, yet you can still make out a note of shattered hope.

"Who are you?" you say "What do you want"

"Energy" says the voice.

"W-what kind of energy?" you stammer "Life energy? Are you going to take my life?"

"No!" this time hurt, as if you have accused it of an unspeakable crime. "Never take!"

"Then what?" you ask.

"You release. I absorb. Please!" A note of desperation.

"What kind of release?" you ask, although given when you first heard it you are beginning to suspect.

"Sexual" it says.

You knew it! It wants you to orgasm.

"Why? Who are you? Why should I?"

"Please! I just want to feel again!" the voice sounds so lonely, so ****, so sad.

"Tell me who you are! Show yourself!"

"Not enough energy to show. Can only tell. I am Simon. I am ... dead."