Tom woke in the dark. He could hear crickets outside his dark blue window. Stumbling through the dark he found his way to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. The light nearly blinded him and made him squint his eyes as they adjusted.
*Oooh. I feel so weird. What did they do to me?* He thought as he rummaged for a snack.
Finding a gatorade in the fridge and a bag of beef jerky, feeling weakness in his legs, he sat on the bench on the front porch and looked at the moon, a waxing gibbous. It bathed the hills and trees in a faint blue. He listened to the creek gurgling. He drank the cool, sweet beverage and ate briefly. As his wits returned to him he began thinking about Ruby and Veronika. He thought about seeing them naked and wondered if they would do this every night.
*This trip rules… Why would they do that, though… Nothing better than seeing two hot young vixens pleasure me in the buff… How did I get here? What time is it?*