He lifted the hem of my skirt slightly and tucked his hand under the hem. I pushed his fingers away forcefully. I was pissed! I opened my eyes, and lo...ked at him, my eyes wide and shook my head, "No". He smiled the sweetest, most disarming smile at me, and nodded playfully, "Yes" at me. The voice in my head yelled. No, I'm angry at you. He continued to smile boyishly at me, his fingers toying with the hem of my skirt. I felt my resolve slip away. Damn the man! I can't stay angry when he is. He intended a quiet kiss before they went out, but his gonads got the better of him. He stroked her all over.“I thought you meant ‘explore the city’,” she said. She was right. This wasn’t a night for that, not with a morning awaiting them. He took her hand and set out in the pattern they had settled on.“This place smells almost as good as your cooking,” he said when they passed an Italian restaurant. “Want to eat here some night after my check comes?” He wanted to bite his tongue afterwards.. They had rusted in the decades since the monument’s construction, but remained strong.The man threw her onto the altar and drew a knife. It was coated with a layer of silver. First, he locked her ankles in the shackles at one end, then severed the duct tape binding her wrists so that she could secure them in the chains at the other. “Did you know that when the Bubonic Plague was ravaging Europe, people would have orgies in cemeteries? They did it to spit in the face of death. How better for me. The dark haired man nudged his mate, so he had obviously seen the whole thing, They Chuckled but kept walking. I quickly flashed the camera and got the three of them in shot including her exposed cunt. A further four times I had her flash as people neared, before standing up and approaching her. I escorted her along the path to where I had parked my car, and surprise, surprise the two men she flashed initially where sat on a bench not far away. As we approached, the lighter colour haired man.