Mmm, that noise again. Some kind of low pitched hum. Meghan didn’t so much hear it as felt it. Pulsing through her, making it so hard to concentrate. She’d given up on panties, they just soaked through the minute she put them on.
It had started when those guys had moved in with her neighbor, Grace. They’d done something, it had to be them. If only she could think straight for just one minute. But, no. Every time she started to have a clear thought that noise would start and her brain began to leak out of her crotch.
Mmm. Those guys next door. Maybe they could help her figure it out. But what could she give them to entice them over? Mmm. What indeed?