As they finished chanting the words, a nervous chuckle broke from Eric's lips...
Kyle looked guilty, "Well, I don't suppose either of us thought it'd work... not really." An awkward smile of relief on his face.
"I wonder what's on TV?"
Before Eric could answer, his gaze dropped to the open book. The pages were glowing. Dazedly looking around the marijuana still too confounding. The room light wasn't overhead, a chuckling giggle burst from his lips.
Kyle's eyes were just as wide, just as unfocused, but he too saw the book filled with internal light, even the ink seemed to glow with a dark brilliance. Snatching his hands back, Eric gasped and copied the gesture. Both felt their skin prickle as if thunder and lightning were in the air.
But, they were both as startled as each other, as their clothes turned to dust, drifting to the floor, before vanishing on the hint of a breeze in the room.
"It'sss... It's real..." Eric goggled, almost giddy with excitement.
Kyle was still stunned, confused, and very, very stoned. His hands running over his bare flesh, as if this were some druggy delusion.
"So who was your dream woman... Your absolute fantasy..." he giggled, reaching out to brush his hands over Eric's just as naked flesh.
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