Sean was rubbing himself through his shorts.The pang I had felt for Ryan was rising into my throat, a heady sensation of arousal at knowing what my fr...ends were seeing."I don't mind," I said, as I returned to Ryan's cock, running my tongue along its length and playing with his balls.I don't know what I meant by it. My fingers were still deep inside my pussy. Part of me wanted the knowledge that Sean and Ryan were touching themselves to me. I think that part of me, too, wanted to feel Sean's. "She did, and no one volunteered."Perhaps if you explained what the demo is about, you may get a volunteer," I suggested."Very well. Your assignment was to read about biofeedback. This device here is a sensitive amplifier that can detect the tiny electrical signals the body produces and other bodily physiological events and amplify or otherwise detect them so that they can be displayed using this computer. It displays pulse rate, respiration, skin conductance and resistance, body temperature,. His face looked like a huge swollen baby's, except for the beard that was sprouting there. He sat at the table and speared the first stack of pancakes for himself. Pete looked annoyed, but Max laughed."Hell, let him have them. He's bigger than we are. He needs more. Besides, there's plenty for everyone." Julie couldn't resist throwing a look toward Jim, trussed on the floor. He hadn't eaten anything since the party the night before. And that damned gag had been on him for--how long? She tried. I only have two days left until our project is done and reality will set in. I have to set myself apart. The only question is how. The next day I only saw Andy during fourth period. No way was I going into another ambush in the cafeteria. When he saw me walk in, he smiled. I gave a dorky wave. I suck at flirting. After class, we went over a few quick notes, arranged a 3:30 time for tomorrow, and went our separate ways. What a way to knock him off his feet. I really suck at flirting. After.