Melanie shook off her drowsiness as she packed her bags, her hair slightly disheveled as she shook off the feelings that lingered in her brain. As she stood, she felt her underwear rub against her hardened clitoris. She shuddered slightly as the memories of her dream flooded back. What a strange dream that had been...
Melanie shakily grabbed her bags and looked towards the empty seat on the other side of the room. While most the students seemed "gone" mentally, the girl that had sat at that desk was literally gone. Almost as if she had... disappeared. As corporeal as her dream. She shook off the stray thought, finding it weird and out of place, much like her arousal. She would probably read a book or something to help her ignore it.

Each step however, sent familiar tinglings throughout her body...
Perhaps she would just masturbate instead.