William was exhausted. This was the third day in a room he was barely able to drag himself out of bed. The very thought of all the work involved in dragging a razor across his face left him listless. So instead he sat there staring at his bowel of cold cereal, rubbing his cheeks and feeling the sandpaper texture of his skin.
'You look like shit,' his roommate Rob had just come out ready for work, 'are you gonna make it to class today?'
'I think so, I just can't seem to get any rest.'
'Still not sleeping?'
'That's the strange part, William interjected, 'I DID sleep. The damn deepest sleep I can recall having, but then I wake up feeling like I have just spent eight hours fucking, swimming.' William had added swimming as an afterthought, in all honesty eight hours of fucking is exactly what last night felt like. His head had been filled with sexual fantasies, and his sheets showed all the signs that this was not confined to his mind. The oddest aspect of the whole thing was that he could really not recall, in any great detail, who he had dreamt about. Usually William's sexual fantasies were something he knew well and could recall again for future use, if he needed, but this week he could only vaguely remember scenes. These small glimpses of a face or a breast that teased him with the contents of his unconscious were all he could remember.
'Well, I gotta get going if I am gonna catch the train, so see ya tonight, and hey, at least shave, man.'
William moaned as his head sunk into his hands covering his eyes.
'Will... William... Oh God I need you William.'
William's eyes shot open. He looked at his bedside clock, twelve-twenty; he had been in bed for only two hours. 'I must of started dreaming again,' he rationalized, 'I swear it sounded as if there was someone here.' He listened, eyes peering around his dark room. Nothing, not a sound, not a movement. Must have been dreaming, he thought and his eyes closed.
'Oh William, I need you inside of me!'
William's eyes again opened, he knew he had heard something this time! He felt a strange weight upon him, like someone had draped a lead blanket across his entire body. The longer he lay still the heavier it seemed to get. Just then, he saw what seemed to be green lights shining directly in front of him, on the ceiling. They narrowed and focused; as they did a face seemed to form around them. Green eyes and a cute face with flowing ebony hair framing her seemed to be floating above his bed. William felt a warmth flow through him as the face slowly lowered toward him. As she decended he began to see more of her. He could move nothing but his eyes as they greedily took in the fantastic body. She was complety naked and, although floating horizontally above him, her breasts were pert and round. Her left hand caressing her firm taught abdomen as her right was extended toward him. Her hand felt down her stomach then back up to her breasts she cupped them and squeezed them causing her nipples to stiffen. Her hand then led his eyes back to her stomach and then lower still as she slowly began to massage the swell of her pubic bone. Her fingers began tracing through the small dark curls of hair.