A little crush wouldn’t hurt would it? At least he was another male species that could make me forget about Bryce even for a while, and those growin... feelings for him. Damn. I kicked myself at that naughty thought. How could I think of Josh that way? He’s such a nice guy. I must have muttered it aloud because Josh looked at me again with a concerned look in his dark brown eyes. ‘Are you sure you’re alright?’ This is crazy. I’m feeling as if he were Bryce, asking me if I was okay, if I wasn’t. Their sleep teachers can make up for the school time, but I'm not sure what effect this will have on emotional maturity. Maybe we need an educational psychologist in this group."I may be too conflicted to help. Excuse me. I'll be back when I'm in better self-control." She stood up and left.Al Kozak, a political analyst from CIA, looked sad. "I'm good at this cross-cultural political field, but Viola taught me. She's better at it than was Ruth Benedict, and I say that as someone with intense. Felicia stood there in the room completely nude. Her nipples hardened to twin rock hard peaks. Was it the cold? Was it arousal. It surely wasn't fear, I could see that. Her breasts were small, tiny things. Barely more than bumps on her chest. It was her nipples which captured the attention.Suddenly I realized I was watching! I jerked my eyes back and stared at the edge of the pillow. I would face their way, I would lie still, but they could not control which way my eyes were pointed what I. I couldn’t see her face but had a good view of her legs which at this point were one crossed over the other but common sense told me that she had the same view of me and my morning wood was now returning, aided by the cone.My cock was now bulging inside my silky shorts, it was angled and the head was poking out the leg and as I sat man spreading I knew she could see everything, even my hairy bollock sticking out the other leg.I saw her uncross her legs and get a prolonged glimpse of her white.