He looked at it and then at the television."Do you see any ropes?" I asked.Stubbornly, her replied, "No, but that still doesn't prove anything. They c...uldn't be seen if they weren't there either." But I've made my point. While the camera might not lie, it also doesn't necessarily tell the truth either. Does it?"Begrudgingly, he conceded the point and I moved on."Now what was it you said next?" I looked at the notepad again. "Oh yes, here it is...'How, then, do you explain the erection Vince. At the end of the day we rode home together, and as he sometimes did, came in for a beer. Again, things were kind of awkward. And again, he began apologizing for taking us to the party, and that he did not know that they would play a stripping game. Maryanne assured him it was not a problem, and suggested that it was fun for her. . The gangbang had not been mentioned although I know that was uppermost on all of our minds.Finally, after a few more apologies by Don, with Maryanne’s. We have to start it again. Ashim went to the lab assistance and described the situation but he scolds us and asks to complete it anyway even if we have to stay in lab all night. As all our friends were out of the lab as their experiment was over. We have to start it alone in the lab. We started to do it again. This time we were very careful. The lab assistance came and gave us the key of lab and asks us to lock it properly before we left the lab. Now we were alone in that huge lab. This is when. I took him in the auto-cab and once we reached her home, he started vomiting all over the entrance. We settled the auto-cab. We took him inside to the bathroom and she asked me to hold his head under the tap. I did the same. He started vomiting more which was stinking like hell.She took some mildly hot water and started cleaning the entrance while the vomiting continued in the bathroom. Once she was done there, she came back and removed his shirt, pant and poured hot water on his head as well..