She flipped the lights out and took a deep breath.Only a few minutes had passed and she was sure that her lover was dying to get into her."Oh, Alan," ...he called. "Come and get it."He must have been right outside the door because the handle turned almost immediately.Alan only got two steps into the room and stopped suddenly.Marissa stood in the middle of the room. She was wearing one of Alan's dress shirts. It was buttoned down, covering all of her private parts, but the top was open, showing. I knew I was in the right place because there were armed guards, who looked like state police men at the gate. Fortunately there were no magnetometers for us to walk through. It would have been impossible of course, since the car I drove was metal. So was the 410 gauge stainless steel derringer inside my purse. Unfortunately, I would have to leave the pistol inside the locked car. There would likely be a search at the door with one of those cute hand wands and my handbag would also likely be. I have the honour of creating a submissive atmosphere. You will obey every order I give you. You will call me your mistress and you are at my mercy! Say you like what you see!! Would you like to touch me? Yes, I would like to very much! I thought we had agreed that I was your mistress! I’m sorry. I mean I would very much like to touch you, mistress. Well, I’m afraid that won’t be possible… What do I taste like? Excellent, mistress. Good boy. Please touch me, mistress! Oh no, I will. Well, fair. That's where I came in." You? What have you ever done?" Not much of anything." Liam shrugged. "Just be your brother. That'sall I'm being now, a brother looking after his little sister'sinterests, where she can't do it for herself."He reached over and took Trisha's chin in his hand, lifting her head,so she was looking directly into his eyes. "Ain't that right?" I... I guess so." Her arguments fell away. He _was_ only trying tohelp, after all. "Just let me know before you do.