”As I turn and hop in with shoes in hand and I look down at Tom I say, “I'm ready, what are you waiting for?”Tom has his suite all ready for the...night with me and as I enter the suite I smell all the candles even tough they aren't even lit yet. I can smell the tropical fruit smells. I notice he has some soft music playing. As I enter further into the room and I turn looking at everything taking it all in.I ask Tom, “You did all of this for me?”Tom walks over to me and pulls me into him again. His parents had sent a $100 check which Bob had immediately apportioned into $80 for food and household for the next ten weeks and $10 pocket money for each of us. (Did I mention that he is a good sport?) I really think that he liked my certificate more. We had gone to bed and made love, with lots of chocolaty kisses if no rolling around on the bed.Although I had hated the idea on Sunday, by Thursday I was both intrigued and turned on. I prefer to be in control of my life, but a one-shot of. The first session was my target but more of that later. Dinner was served by a drab Scottish lady with her hair tied in a tight grey bun and ho wore woolen stockings and a tweed skirt. She barely spoke. When she had gone I felt Jay’s hand cover mine. I looked up into her eyes. ‘Helen will not be back. We are alone. Do you feel safe, Mel?’ I nodded. ‘Good. You are satisfied that your target is a wise choice. You understand the need for this mission and your selection for it?’ ‘I understand. She took a huge syringe from the table. Alsoon the table was a bag of salt half of which she poured into the water. Thenwith the syringe she drew off nearly a litre of thehot water and salt mix. Settling herself ?between his legs she pressed the needlepoint against his scrotum, pushing it through his skin. Jenny almost laughed atMartins comical struggles as she slowly pushed the plunger, filling his scrotumwith boiling liquid till it was as round as a balloon and as large as a smallmelon. Sweat.