3 A.M. **

Warning: This chapter contains content that may be distressing to some readers.

Reader Discretion is Advised

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Oct 26th

As Kalana slept in her king sized bed, a bed that was much too big for her 1000 square foot SF apartment, she began to wonder in a dream. Andy was there. She could smell it. As she looked around, she quickly realized this was a night club.

'But where was Andy?' She began to think to herself.

Looking down, she found herself in an outfit that could be mistaken for a high school uniform with a bit of edge.

A blue and white plaid pleated skirt that had two silver chains "holding" a slit together. A sexy white buttoned up halter paired with a short blue tie that hung around the collar. 'No bra,' she noticed as she could see her dusty pink nipples hardening against the top. The outfit came together with white thigh high stockings and Mary Jane heels.

'Designer probably...?' She began to analyze the shoes because they weren't those thick clogs that you would see at Payless. They actually helped shape and shift her legs enough where you would think she worked out daily.

But who was she? Was she Kali or Kalana?

She found herself swimming through the crowd trying to make way to the bathroom mirror, but the more she tried, the harder it was to move forward.

'Great! I'm definitely dreaming! How do I get out of here?' she thought to herself.

She stopped and continued to scan the crowded dance floor.

'Where is Andy? I can still smell him, so I know he's here. He will tell me who I am.' She began rationalizing with herself as she knew she couldn't get to her destination or wake up from this dream.

Then there was a rough squeeze to her bottom.

She quickly whipped around and found her high school soul mate standing right in front of her. "Andy! Thank god I found you!" She blurted out as was perplexed by her current situation.

"Jess, meet my girlfriend Kali. Are you ready?" Andy introduced.

'What the fuck is going on?!?' she internally screamed to herself. As she rushed her hand through her hair, she noticed it was an unfamiliar shade of honey blonde. She was then hit with a familiar scent, Daisy, her old perfume.

Her body flexed and she was awakened by two very fake tits in her face.

She felt a lick down below that caused her to moan out in pleasure, but she was still lost in the situation she had woken up to. Quickly jerking back she barely muttered out, "Who are you?"

"Babe! Stop talking. You are going to ruin my high." Andy began to protest, as he rose from between her legs. He grabbed Kalana's hips and proceeded to go down on her and the Honey Blonde high school slut began pinching her nipple over her white button up halter, as the other hand she showed off a diamond studded vertical hood piercing below the plaid blue skirt. You could see the wetness slipping through her fingers as she delicately moved between a rub and slap against her lips.

Kalana squeezed her knees together and forced Andy to stop doing whatever performance he was attempting. This, unfortunately, was her signature move she would use on him when he would come home drunk ready to get some. If she wasn't quite ready to heat things up, closing the doors was her best option. He would usually stop and pass out in whatever position she left him. However, this time was different.

He immediately dove over to the blond whore on her bed and started nipping at different parts of her body as he followed her fingers like it was leading the treasure map.

Finally, a fully awake Kalana grabbed her pillow and began to beat the "newly found" couple. "Get the fuck off my bed and out of my god damn house!"

Andy's gray eyes turned black as you could see the rage taking over in his mind. He grabbed the outside of her hands that still fully gripped the pillow and pushed Kalana down with the pillow covering half of her face. Kalana's eyes began to tear, changing the color from brown to green, knowing that she was not strong enough to fight him off.

"I told you to shut the fuck up! You are really turning me off right now!" Andy began to justify.

The golden harlot came up from behind and grabbed Andy's rod and began to stroke it in a rhythmic movement that forced him to release his grip from Kalana's hands and the pillow. She then applied a bit of pressure to his rear orifice, which caused him to fall to bed and freed Kalana from his grip.

"Let Miss Jess take it from here." the shining courtesan declared. She took his shaft and began to make an aggressive make out session happen with her lower lips.

Kalana was stunned and unable to move until the priestess mouthed, 'Go Now!'

Not fully understanding the situation she woke up to, Kalana grabbed her clothes and ran out of the room.

"What the fuck! What the Fuck! What in the actual FUCK!" she screamed in the living room of her tiny apartment and she redressed herself in the same bedtime attire she had on before going to sleep.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

'Shit! It's the cops.' she thought to herself, as if she was in the middle of a crime and needed to find an alibi. She rushed to the door and looked through the peephole, only to see a half dressed man with his arms crossed.

She let out a big sigh of relief and opened the door. "Can I help you?" she asked, but not even a second later you could hear Andy fighting a demon from leaving his soul as Miss Jess continued to knock the bed against the wall in an attempt to complete the exorcism.

The man that stood before Kalana raised an eyebrow and questioned, "Do you want me to state the obvious? It's 3 A.M!"