If he felt so inclined, a member could even go to The Club during his lunch-hour and desport himself in some brief orgy, arriving back at his office before many of his colleagues had returned from their more prosaic luncheons.

And since The Club was so centrally located, if a member should encounter a casual acquaintance in the neighborhood, he had no explaining to do as to why he happened to be there at that time. Almost any business or professional man would have a truly legitimate excuse to be in or near the huge respectable building, of which The Club was the well-hidden and unknown core.

Well, to get back to my own experience at The Club, I was awakened the next morning in plenty of time to get to my office on schedule. I had not had much sleep, after using Susie three times and then indulging in the bizarre three-way orgy with Dr. Sylvia Loriano and her little boy Teddy who was trying so hard to become a sexually adept lover, even at his tender years. After a shower, shave, and bracing breakfast, I was at work on time, and no one the wiser that I had not spent the night peacefully at home.

Even while I dove into my work, the memories of my initiation into The Club kept flashing back before my mind, and I wondered how soon I could prevail upon John, my mentor there, to allow me back to taste of the forbidden joys which could be provided. Just before lunch-time I could stand the suspense no longer, and I phoned John Murphy to ask him to have lunch with me, for we had some things I would like to discuss with him.

During the meal, while I was careful to avoid the third Martini cocktail which had revealed my perversion to John the day before, I asked about becoming a full-fledged member of The Club, with all the privileges.