Then we used to go to sleep. This became our regular routine. Sometimes when we were real horny we woke again at night and masturbated more elaboratel... for an hour or so discussing my mother’s every detail. How it would feel like entering her, how silky her cunt will be and how wet, whether our cocks would fit tightly inside her cunt or would it be loose, whether she had hair on her cunt, the color of her nipples etc. It was when we were discussing this and masturbating that Ravi suddenly. Before she made it all the way to the source of the mysterious light, she passed out. When she woke up, the lights were shining in her face again. But this time her eyes adjusted to the light and she could see. She was in a small room, lying on her back on top of a table in the middle. Her legs were spread out and her feet and hands were strapped to the table. The room was round with a dome ceiling. The walls and ceiling were made of shiny black metal with green and red lights blinking here. Mark could feel his nerve cells frying just thinking about all the perverted stuff he had done. It was giving his ass a nice tingly feeling as his anus tightened around his new set of anal beads. It was giving him a flash of ecstasy every few steps and it was building into a very sweet sensation. He sighed in frustration and walked slowly towards class. * * * Brent sighed as he cut the omelet into pieces. He hadn’t meant to let the situation get so out of hand. It was more instinctive than. “Look Arpan, it is just too creepy and stupid for me” said Jim; “I have to go” as he walked towards the door. Right then Arpan put his hand on Jim’s shoulder while rubbing Jim’s chest with the other and asked him, “Come on Jim, you don’t think I am pretty”. Jim immediately shook his hand away and yelled, “Hey you bitch dude, are you serious. You are a fucking guy and this is the most bizarre thing, I have ever seen in my life. Are you a fucking faggot or what”? The effect on Arpan was sudden.