Keep up your disguise and enter the room.

You pause outside Mr Bigs suite to review the situation, your disguise has served you well so far and since you have no idea whether Mr Big is alone inside you choose to continue it. With some effort you drag Carlos's body into the restroom and dump him next to Mani, in the corridor you use your lockpick devices to seal the door shut. Hopefully the bodies will remain undiscovered until after your mission is completed.

Returning to the door, you knock and a deep baritone voice calls for you to enter. You take a deep breath to calm your nerves and step into the lion's den. The suite is lavishly furnished with obviously antique furniture. A thick pile carpet is on the floor, whilst paintings and objet d'art are on prominent display. In the centre of the room is a massive black leather chair flanked by matching divans. A table is between them strewn with paperwork, Mr Big evidently was conducting an informal meeting.

The big boss himself is sat in the leather chair and you recognise him instantly from the holo you were shown when the mission began. He has short black hair and movie star looks. He's a large man, well over six foot and his physique is like a classical statue rather than the musclebound bulk favoured by his henchmen. His only clothing seems to be a robe, loosely belted at the waist. Four of his goons are seated on the divans. They're all pretty similar to the late Carlos and Mani, hulking brutes with no necks and dense expressions. All have their hands ready on butts of weapons stored in shoulder holsters as they watch you enter. They look to their boss for direction.

"Relax gentlemen." Mr big says. "This is Ramona, the newest member of our little family. I was expecting her. And to continue the point I was making to you she is a most exquisite proof of my arguement."

"Welcome Ramona, I will attend to you shortly." He gives you a warm smile, flashy dazzling white teeth. "Please remove your clothing, you will be an excellent visual aid to our discussion."

Mr Big's urbane manner has surprised you and his command for to strip put you in a dilemma. After your experiance with mani you suspect that Mr Big and possibly his lieutenants too, are player characters. As long as they view you as a computer character you have a small advantage and should do nothing to give yourself away. You smile happily and still the nervous trembles that threaten to betray you, Ramona the whore would think nothing of undressing in front of a group of strange men so you must do likewise. You shrug the leather jacket from your shoulders and let it slide down your arms and drop to the floor. The four goons visibly relax and settle back to enjoy the show.

"You see gentlemen." Mr Big continues to his men. "Guns, **** and our other interests are all very good and we should certainly continue to supply those markets."

Reaching behind your back you pull down the corset's zipper and allow the garment to drop away. Your large breasts are freed, in your present disguise they are firm coffee coloured globes with thick brown nipples. The men's eyes are rivetted on you as the crime boss continues his lecture.

"But the problem with those commodities is that they're once only sales." Big points out. "We sell a gun, a bag of ****, get our money and bam our stock is depleted."

Your tiny skirt's only fastening is a small buckle on one side. You undo it and allow the skirt to fall away. As before the fear and excitement of the game moving beyond your control is stimulating you sexually and your pussylips are swollen and gaping for all the men too see. The henchmen stir uneasily, trying to mask the bulging erections that each of them has.

"Now this, on the other hand." The boss emphasises with a wave in your direction. "This is a commodity which can be sold repeatedly without ever diminishing our stock."

Standing exposed before these men, clad only in your high heeled boots. You feel ****, but intensely aroused. You can see the naked lust in each of the goon's faces, only Mr Big keeps his composure and you're certain now that he is another player. Probably a very experianced one, to have risen to a position of power. You make no move to remove your boots, to do so would expose the hidden weapons and blow your cover.

"So gentlemen in conclusion, prostitution is the business I would prefer you to expand. Look for new premises and beautiful women such as Ramona here." Mr Big turns his attention to you and gives you another of his gleaming hearthrob smiles. "That concludes my business Ramona, now it is time for our pleasure."