It was pulsingin my hand."Just a weird bloody dream, Eddie Fisher," I said into the dark, tryingto balance the urgent need to pee with the sexy attrac...ion of holding mycock. Masturbating was the only sex I got and I enjoyed it. I stroked ita couple of times, up and down, and it felt good. But my bladderprotested so much I rolled from the bed with a groan and shambled acrossthe room, stumbling into the dressing table stool and then tripping overa discarded shoe.The bathroom light was blinding as. "The mechanically minded ones started looking at ways they might pick thelock or just cut it off, but Alan refused to consider any of these, as heknew that his financial loan from Sandra might be in jeopardy. "Justleave it be, and untie me from this cross, I need a beer, and I'm goingto have to borrow a coat from someone to get home. They released him, andbeers started to appear, almost as if the lads wanted to apologise forthe way they had laughed. They commented that he didn't make too bad. They were my favourites ones too. White with little pink teddies on the front. I shrugged my shoulders assuming they would turn up somewhere and got another pair. A few days later, after another studying session the previous evening we were getting ready again and I noticed my panties had gone again. I know I left them on my little wicker linen basket along with my leggings and top. “This is getting silly!” “What’s up sweetie?” Said Megan. “My knickers have gone again.” “They can’t have!” “I’m. "Oh God!" she cried.Haruka stroked her best friend's shoulder. "Let's get off this hard floor," she whispered.Yumiko nodded. Without discussing, they worked together. The tall girl took off the bottles and glasses off the table, then folded it up. At the same time, Yumiko took out her futon out of the closet, and unfolded it where the table had been.For a moment the two stood, looking at each other on opposite sides of the futon. "So, what do we do now?" asked Haruka.Without speaking, Yumiko.