Sortie / Day One / Awakening
The most obvious way to begin the process of corrupting your innocent host would be to discover who snuck into her room, stripped back her bedding and clothes and masturbated all over her. Whoever did it was in this room literally seconds ago. He must be close. He might even be in the hallway still...but there is nothing you can do. You have no body, no hands to turn the knob and open the bedroom door. You cannot go anywhere.
There is nothing to do but wait. As your host sleeps, you are locked to her. You cannot even seem to get closer to the bedroom window to look out...though you do notice that the window is not only unlatched, but opened by a few inches. It is a first-floor, bay window that opens out into an unfenced front yard. Perhaps the perpetrator came in through there, and didn't pass through the rest of the house at all.
You can hear the house beginning to wake around sleeping Sara. The creak and clack of doors opening and closing, bare feet padding on thick carpet and shifting floorboards...a masculine voice murmurs a few rooms away, not exactly whispering, but hushed by the morning’s caul.
Still you...