.phir main ne us ko sofe per lita diya aur khud us ke uper lait gaya aur kissing karne laga phir main ne apna hath us ki choot per raka us ki shalwar ...aha se gali hoi thi phir main us ki choot per hath phirne laga aur phir ahista ahista apna hath ke shalwar ke undar le gaya us ke choot bohut hi garam thi phir main ne us ki shalwar utar di main heran tha ke wo mujhe rook nahi rahi thi balke mara sath de rahi thi phir main ne apni bhi pant utar di aur us ke uper lait gaya aur us ko kissing karne. My room was on 14th floor, we both entered the lift and there was just an awkward silence between both of us. Soon we entered my place and got settled and started having the snacks and Chocolates.We started chitchatting and the topic turned to Bollywood. Lebanese people are very fond of Bollywood stars & music. Since I am a very good singer I dedicated and sung a song for her. She became very happy and gave me a long hug and a peck on my cheeks. I naughtily asked was my song only good enough. There was a sense of something special about the man, almost an odor that was making her even warmer. And her mother had told her that she should trust him. She squirmed slightly under Reverend Wilson's hand and she felt her nipples stiffen against the fabric of her brassiere.Wilson's hand went to the back of her neck and gripped it lightly then began to rub it. He slid closer to the compliant youngster, her scent filling his nostrils. He breathed deeply, savoring the smell of Becky's virginal. I looked and read the somewhat cryptic code that was residing on the button.The code read:Light is Dark and Dark is Light,Right is Wrong and Wrong is Right,Blue is Red and Red is Blue,Choose 'The One' or both you'll lose.I stared at the riddle with a stupefied expression for a long minute before my brain restarted. "What the actual hell? What is this?" I said aloud. I began pacing the floor (space?) in deep thought as I tried to figure out just what the hell was going here.I took a deep breath.