The tour wound its way around the complex, finishing up at the working replica of one of Turing's Bombes. The clatter of the machine's rotors was impr...ssive enough, it was daunting to think what the noise must have been like with ten of the things running.Eventually they found their way back to the Mansion. "Ladies and Gentlemen," the guide said, "there's one last thing we'd like to show you and, frankly to ask for your help. We know that a lot of the visitors here have family recollections of. Just relax your limbs. Make yourself go floppy. And -” pushing my luck here, but what the hell – “close your eyes.” She smiled, our usual positions so completely reversed, and did as she was told: sat in an obedient pile of pretty pink limbs at my feet. Flamboyantly I breathed on my hands and rubbed them, as if to warm them, though in truth I was sweating with excitement. Not attractive, not professional, but entirely unavoidable. She sighed, the tension leaving her, as I placed my hands on her. I tried not to look around (as you do in London – don’t make eye contact) but couldn’t help noticing the younger man standing next to me and smiling. He was dark haired, dark eyed and wore glasses; I have always had a thing for men in specs!We went through station after station, moving to let people in and out until we were pressed against each other. I wasn’t complaining, I hadn’t had a cock for a few days and was hornier than ever so the feeling of a nice tight bod against me was nothing to. I don't fish myself, but I was happy to take four big trout off his hands.Robbie was first. She made a smart-ass comment about me being too happy this early in the morning and stumbled toward the restroom. Darlene was next. She just glared as she passed. Kelly and Traci never opened their eyes but somehow made it down the trail. Tami's was the only smiling face I saw pre-bathroom. I take personal credit for it, putting it down to enthusiastic exercise before sleep and a safe secure feeling.