His head was turned away from me to look towards the restroom door. I understood his stance because the urinals run all the way to the floor and you c...an get splash back on your shoes if you get to close. I felt safe looking over at him. And he didn’t seem to have any Urinal phobia. You know, those guys who go out of their way to be protective of any possible view of the family jewels. I didn’t sense any tension as I looked over towards him, except he wasn’t peeing yet. He dangled an impressive. You wouldn't call it a dungeon exactly; just a utility room with all the necessities for keeping a woman in interesting positions for as long as it suited me to. I had fitted it out. There was a wooden bench, a sink with running water, an old mattress, some iron rings set into the walls, and a small fridge, stocked with drinks.And my recording equipment.The plan had been for me to grab her on the other side of town, put her in my white Transit van and bring her to my place. This was to be the. "You should probably tell me more about your PhD research Pat, I'mcurious to find out what you are exactly researching; you made me veryintrigued now. And thank you for accepting my other side so graciously." All in good time Chris dear, we are both totally exhausted now and myeyes are closing. Let's call it a night and tomorrow morning we can havea leisure breakfast and I'll tell you all about my research." Shestopped briefly and giggled as if she thought of something then added,"Probably you. I thought that dinner at your house would be nice for a start. I wondered what your wife Kathy would think of Jacquie. I told you to ring her and to tell her that I was coming for dinner and that, whether or not she usually wore obviously sexy clothes she was to be sure to dress up. I told you that I would be exploring the relationship between your wife and yourself in some detail and that I would feel free to do or ask anything to either of them that I liked, I knew that I had you, as you were.