Defense

He just had to adjust his growing dick inside his jeans, and in doing so noticed that Jack boldly followed the gesture with his eyes. No comments. Just the smile getting broader. What did he mean…contempt? No, this smile was friendly. Understanding? Lust perhaps? Alfonso did not dare to look down at Jack pants, at hat moment.

A guy who was new to Alfonso entered the front side of the auditorium, struggling with a heavy glass container with some bluish fluid. John Varchas seemed to be annoyed, said some things to the guy who tugged his shoulders, and went out.

John Varchas and Paul had to work together to get the container on top of the desk, so that it was easier to see, and to reach for the coming experiment.

Alfonso and Jack looked at each other silently, eyebrows raised. What would this large bottle contain? Would it really make Paul deaf and blind for some time, as remarks from his friends had suggested?

John took the mike again, explained that he had hoped for a more practical vessel, but that he would do the demo anyway. He took a tissue, tried first to turn the container in such a way that he would pour some out some of the liquid, then, deciding that the container was too heavy to be lifted, dipped the tissue in the container, and took it out.