Close your eyes, think of a winding tunnel, and then fall asleep.
For all the caution humans and most living things in general take to stay alive, they were quite trusting of the process of sleep.
I mean, sleeping was basically giving up control of your body and, most importantly, your mind to some mystery which science only half explained.
Having cameras that could record things around you was great, but it could never beat the comfort of seeing things with one's own eyes.
As my eyes blinked open and took in the natural light, my body feeling refreshed, I began making a silent prayer to no one in particular for another day to enjoy life.
I hadn't even finished praying when one of life's pleasures came knocking. A sensation different from the warm rays of the sun hit me, and I looked down to find out that my waking up wasn't so internal.
Where my dick should be, there was a black mass of hair religiously going up and down it.
