Jeff is our guy up there, but I doubt he will have a problem with my covering it with you being there. How were you going up there?”“We were going...to drive up on Friday, do the test on Saturday, and return home on Sunday. He offered to fly me up, but it is only about a seven hour drive, and we can spend part of the time exploring the area if I drive. Plus if I flew, Mr. Cummings would only cover my ticket, not that of any others.”We talked a bit more, and she then blew me away with her next. If any match lasted less than 5 minutes, not counting the rest periods, then the winner would write her name on both sides of the loser's butt crack, in one inch letters. If the winner did not lose any clothing during the match, the winner would write her name above the loser's nipples, in one-inch letters. Any girl who was to be shaved, marked, or both, had the option of wearing nipple clips, clit clamps and handcuffs instead. If she wanted the hardware removed later, she had to subject. Both girls begin to scream on top of their voices for help but in vain. Then the bigger on(lets call him X and the other guy Y) grabs Megans hair with one hand and rips her shirt with the other. Y tears away her skirt and panties in no time. Megan notices an erection in both the creatures and begins shaking her legs and cries in horror. Their penises were easily 10 inches long and looked to be made of stone like substance. They small sharp needle like things all over them. Without a second. I mean, you hear about these things, but you don't expect them to happen to your son." She said, returning my embrace. My heart sank as I took in her reply. Breaking our hug, Mom looked me over and said, "Oh Ricky, did you have to pick one with such a short skirt? I mean, it's a little much isn't it?" She stood there shaking her head as she finished. Sobbing without any concern for masculine stoicism, I ran from the house and drove off in my car. I ignored my mother's calls to come back as I.