It seemed like an eternity that I sat and stared, just waiting for her to turn around.Finally she picked up her food and slowly turned. My jaw almost ...hit the table when I realized it was my cousin Gina. She looked around for a minute and then made eye contact with me. She smiled and waved, which I responded to with a quick wave and a smile.Holy shit! I was just fantasizing about my cousin? Sure, she is smokin' hot and only a year older than me, but she's my cousin. I should be thinking those. I knew we needed to clear the air so I decided to 'tee up' the issue. “Stephen, come on back here. Sit down for a second, we need to talk. What is wrong?” I asked motioning for him to join me at the kitchen table.He sat, placing the bag of condoms on the table between us. “Cindy, I am really sorry about what happened. I knew better, but I lost control. I am sorry. I took what should have been the most beautiful experience of my life, with the most beautiful girl I can imagine, and I screwed it. Now I had to be prom queen just to piss him off.When school was over, Bob and I headed for his truck to head home. He had abig double cab duel wheeled truck from the 70's. It wasn't much, but it wasroomier than most cars. It had big bench seats front and back. With lots ofleg room. It was like a go anywhere shaggin' wagon.Bob could see something was bothering me so he parked out in the woods andsparked a joint. While we smoked, I told him what happened and how pissedoff I was. When I was done. Pausing briefly to pray that it worked, she flipped the on-switch with her thumb. Looking down at the monitor, Lizzie was shocked and ecstatic to see the familiar pattern begin to emit from the electrical dummy. She flipped the switch to its second position, and sure enough, the pattern transitioned into the desired orgasm signature. She had cracked it!Now that she had nailed down the electrical signature, they should be able to mass-produce this little orgasm generator as the latest piece of.