A man covered with a balaclava stepped in, "Alright come on."He pointed down the hall and then he produced a weird looking pistol. He shot me and ever...thing went dark again.***"Sir, I don't think we should keep using this hyper sedative. It could have some adverse effects for the subjects." I want them to be in a dream-like state. This is essential to satisfy the conditions of my experiment."The balaclava covered man approached me once again. He stood a few paces away from me. The other man's. My dream fucking girl Shyla came to my room with loose shirt and long skirt. I welcomed her to my room, and I made her to sit on cot which is in the hall. I sat beside her and started to talk with her, I am so aroused by seeing my angel in my room. I asked her about her boyfriends, she told me that she had one before 6 months but she had break up with him now and she has no one now. I asked shall I become your boyfriend today on wards (jokingly), she told me why not.I started my teaching of. It was being done in a way that gave Julia a great deal of control, but the Anderson kids weren't exactly making that hard. If you'd seen Carol in her too-small swimsuit, it'd be hard to argue that it wasn't going to be for my benefit.]]^I said, "I'll avoid talking about my 'hotness' for the moment, and stick to the call. Obviously Carol's masturbating at the end tells me she liked what was going on. You knew that, didn't you? That's why you talked about sex so much: running around the block. Multiple buttons on my shirt flew across the locker room as the sexy cheerleaders removed it from my body. Valerie unbuttoned and unzipped my black pants. Then Kristen and Lauren grabbed my pants and slowly pulled them off of my legs. I stared down at my legs, noting that my green boxers were the only piece of clothing that had yet to be removed. Sheila gathered all of my clothes and tossed them across the locker room. Then Becca got on her knees. She smiled as she ripped my boxers right off.