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I turned toward the stairs. For once they were empty. I dashed up them. I found myself looking down a wide and long hallway full of doors. Some were open, some were closed.

I went down the hallway, looking in some of the open doors. They were all bedrooms.

The first one I looked into contained nothing but a bed, crowded over with entangled bodies. It was a mass of arms and legs and trunks, slithering around to various moans and groans.

I moved to the second bedroom. There a couple quietly made love under the sheets. I found myself staring, wishing it was me, in those sheets.

But who was it I imagined myself with?

I moved on. The third room I looked at appeared empty. I went in. I shut the door. I locked it. There was a massive bed. I threw myself on it.

I curled up in a ball. I began to cry. I wanted everything to disappear. I wanted the whole world to fade into blackness.

After several moments of intense breathing, I realized I was not alone. I could hear the shower running.

I sat up on the bed. I needed to get out of here and find another bedroom. But even before I got off the bed, the door to the bathroom opened.

Standing there, framed in the light, was a very young, sinewy, Asian man. He had short cut hair. He had an insanely cute face.

He wore nothing but a green eye mask. It was a bit lopsided on his face.

He smiled at me, and when he smiled, his whole face lit up, even his eyes twinkled. He was adorable.

"Um, hello," he said. "Where did you come from?"

Chapter 25

"Hello," I said, cautiously.

I looked behind him. The shower was still running. Inside it, I could see the silhouette of a large black man.

I looked back at the cute Asian guy.

"You're wearing your mask," I said.

"Yeah," he said, nodding. "So are you. It's like one of the rules, right?"

"You didn't even take it off for your shower?" I said.

"Well, you're not really supposed to, you know, but some people do," he said.

He winked at me.

I glanced at his cock. If what they said about Asian cocks was true, then he must have been an exception. His cock was big.

My gaze went back to his eyes. They twinkled and gleamed. He was so gorgeous. He had very little body hair, giving him a smooth, sleek appearance.

"So do you have a name?" He asked, taking a few cautious steps toward me.

"I'm Tulip," I said.

At that point, the big black man turned off the shower.

"Who the hell are you talking to?" Said the black man.

He grabbed a hanging towel and stepped out of the shower, dripping wet. His chest was huge and muscular. He had an enormous cock.

"My name's Dragon," The Asian guy said to me.

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