You walk up to the car next to mine and our eyes meet. I smile at you, and you smile back. My eyes drop to take in your unharnessed breasts in a snug ...halter top, down your soft curving belly to your rounded hips, your ass flaring your short skirt. My groin feels a tingle as blood drains from my brain and I sense my phallus swelling. You look up at me, all six feet four, then down at my size 13 feet, then focus on my bulging shorts, and you take a deep breath. I see your nipples start to poke. “OK, I think I get where this is going. Kinda like you did in the last one. But who is the real traitor?”I smiled and pulled out six more character sheets. She read through each of them and gave me a puzzled look. “Wait, according to this, they are all guilty!”“Yep!” I said, nodding. “When the DM sets up the game, they will select one of the players to be the mole, and hand them the applicable sheet that I just handed you. Everybody else gets the first sheet. This way each game will be. All the traffic noises are fading away ... all you can hear is myvoice .... guiding you .... capturingyou .... pulling you further and further under mycontrol .... you are lost in my eyes .... lost .... keep looking andlistening to me .... only to me ....obey my everycommand ... look deeper ..." Her " rescuer" moaned and his jaw fellslack, then a tiny drop of drool formed in the corner of his mouth as he feltas if he were actually falling into Evilena's green,mesmerizing gaze. Seldom hadanyone. As we begin to talk civilly for the first time since the early days of our working relationship, I’m watching his eyes intently. Several times when he thinks I’m not looking I see him ogle my legs again, and if he’s not looking up there, his eyes are having difficulty staying with mine as we chat, regularly averting to my deep cleavage when he thinks I’m not looking. As we chat, I lean forwards...may as well give him more of an eyeful!Slowly I turn the conversation round to my predicament, and.