(Tom's PoV)
What was it?
I didn't understand this situation a bit.
One moment I was cursing myself for being drowned in pleasure, one moment I was crying for Jane to help me.
What kind of man was I to cry out for his girlfriend to help me?
However, what I was feeling at this moment was neither pleasure nor agony.
I felt nothing. As if the pleasure and agony just now was only a speck of dust, blow it and it's gone just like that.
There was no trace of it, having a wet dream was more real than those feelings.
I wonder what happened?
Now that I realized the odd of the situation I was in, I started to notice somethings. For example, instead of having the glaring light shone onto me which resulted me in closing my eyes tightly, my surrounding went into dim brightness. It was not overly bright, and it was not dark either. I could feel the warm light shone on me and for the first time, I wanted to open my eyes.
