What...? Sorry I didn't mean to stare -- to be weird."She raised an eyebrow, unsatisfied. Just then some more of our classmates arrived in the corrido..., among which several girls. When I heard the sound of approaching footsteps I allowed myself to briefly break visual contact with the two jade Death-Ray Projectors to look in that direction. I immediately spotted Melanie, Sheridan and Françoise, the Golden Trio of Obnoxious Blondes. It took nearly all my mental strength not to gawp at them. “I'm not two, I can do it myself!” The words snapped out and were a bit loud and harsh even to my own ears. I even got a one of those sidelong “what's wrong with you” glances from a middle aged Mexican woman sitting in the booth beside us.She looked as though I just slapped her, then she flushed with anger. “I was just playing.” Anna turned away to quietly eat the McFlurry. I finished my meal in silence—well as much silence as you can have in a McDonald's filled with three thousand people. His flaccid, 10′ cock hung shamefully between his thighs. Kelly loved it. She grabbed her panties and held the waistband open for ‘Caimile’ to step into, he willingly stepped into the beautiful, shiny panties. Kelly slid her panties up, carefully positioning his cock within them, until they resided on his slim waist. They were tight on him. She reached into the back portion of her panties to ensure that his cock was properly tucked. It was. In fact, it looked as if he didn’t have a cock at all.. We would be, in effect, "in eachother's heads."This was only the interim goal. Ultimately, the project team hoped thata "dimensional traveler" would be able to detect a consciousness thatwas NOT also in n-space, and merge with it. In other words, we would beable to find someone, anywhere on the planet, and enter their minds. Itwas this final objective that convinced me the project was in factguided by the military, or perhaps the CIA, with the intention of usingthe technology as a weapon."The.