She could back out of this dangerous game at anytime. Besides, it may not be so completely effective in reality. There would always be that little par... of her subconscious that held back from complete submission. With the sound of the clock chiming six, she would go under and not come round until hearing it strike an hour later. As the hour approached the intricate plan now seemed like a silly idea. Telling herself it was last minute nerves, she sat to await the impending hour. A note was on. He saw men groping other men. He saw one man move to kiss another, in another part of the room he saw a man with his arms around another man's waist moving to unzip the other's jeans, he saw in a corner a man with his pants down to his knees pushing up against another man bent over a table. The realization that anything went in this room, that sex between men was what this room was all about, that this room was devoted to the anonomyous coupling of and man exploded in his brain. Standing. When we entered my room, I sat on the bed in such a way that he could see up my skirt. He sat on a sofa chair. We started talking. I was spreading my legs and flashing him up my skirt. I also bent down once in a while to show my boobs and tease him. He was noticeably upset and I could see him trying to hide his hard-on.I finally decided to take it one step ahead and got up. I walked up to him, held his tie, and pulled his collar. “You know what we should do?” I asked.“Umm, maybe celebrate. I smiled, “Hello, I’m here to see Mrs Smith” I informed her, she looked puzzled as she looked at me.“Ah, I’m sorry but Mum got called into work, she told me you were coming so please come in, you’re welcome to wait” she said beckoning me into the house.It was a nice house and I was lost as to what odd jobs she might need doing but I followed the young lady into the lounge, she looked good in her tight skirt with a nice shapely arse.“My name is Ellie” she said with a smile, “You must be Frank?”I.