"What do you mean, you lost the ring?!" Alan exclaimed. "How?"

"I don't know!" Ashley, red in the face, replied. "I was walking out of class, ring around my neck like usual, when I got stuck in a crowd of other students. Next thing I know, I'm pants-down in the bathrooms, and no ring!"

"Yeah, but how?" Alan pressed.

"Well, obviously, someone knew what it did, snuck up on me after class, then took me for a joyride!" Ashley screamed.

"Oh." Alan said, quieting down. The idea of someone outside our circle using the ring was worrying.

"Hey guys..." Mira barged in, all cheerful. At least, until she saw everyone else. "Jesus, who died?"

"Ashley had the ring stolen" I said.

"Oh fuck, that's bad..." Mira replied. I nodded. We briefed her on what Ashley had just told us, and started to come up with a plan.

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Our plan wasn't the most exciting. We were basically hoping that whoever had the ring would slip up, and that we could deal with them. I mean, what else could we do?

Turns out, we didn't have to wait too long.

The next day, after class, we were going to meet up. When I got home, Alan and Ashley were already there. Mira must have been running late.

Thirty minutes after our agreed meeting time, we started to get worried. I shot her a quick text.

A few minutes later, I got a reply. My heart sank. It was a photo of Mira, obviously naked, smiling while some dude's cock was half in her mouth.

"Dude..." was all Alan could say.

Another photo quickly followed. This time, Mira was on her back, spread wide, being plowed by presumably the same cock she had just had in her mouth. We still couldn't see the dude's face, but at least we knew that the ring was on Mira.

I opened my computer, and checked the gps. See, part of our plan had involved sharing locations, so we could track where any of us ended up if the ring thief had possessed one of us. The location in question wasn't even that far, maybe ten minutes drive. We quickly got ourselves together and left.

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We sat outside, in Ashley's car, waiting for someone to come out. It was like a stakeout... except we didn't really know what we were doing. What felt like hours …