The light was not natural -- she was still aware enough to realize that.  And there was someone there, someone moving, looking at her through this strange, glowing haze.  If she could just get their attention, maybe someone could help her.  But her body was already trying to help itself.  She hadn't realized it, but one hand had crept between her legs and was rubbing furiously while the other was frantically gripping at her breast.<br/><br/>Her face flushed with embarrassment, but she could no more stop herself than she could fly.  "Help..." she gasped, shuddering at the waves of pleasure.  "Please..."