I would stammer an apology and run up stairs and wank myself stupid. Then it happened. One Sunday afternoon, Mum and Dad opened a bottle of wine and ...um offered me a glass, which I accepted. Over the next couple of hours we must have emptied 2 or 3 bottles and I know that dad not being a great drinker had only had one glass. At the time I had just started smoking, much to their disgust and when I opened the cigarette packet it was empty, so I said I was going to take a walk to the shop. You tighten your grip and put both of my hands into one of yours holding tight. Struggling I try to get away. Reaching behind you with your free hand you put it between my thighs. I act like it's not turning me on but Im already wet.I squirm more trying to get my hand free but you rub my clit and you feel my panties wet. MMmm I start to moan and softly kiss the back of your neck and just under your ear.. Deciding to turn around so you are facing me and between my thighs..My bra comes off and. It was not hard to find them as the city was not a major tourist destination except for Chinese tourists, so Patrick stood out as the only other person of European origin there with his thin, ginger hair, blue eyes and his height. He was a little taller than me, which although in England is about average in China its tall. Ai Ling stood next to him, a little shorter, her shoulder-length, wavy hair dyed a kind of reddish brown framing her pretty face, which was a shape one of my Chinese friends. She knew that all the governments in the world kept secrets. Each had black projects that were deniable. Even allies kept secrets from each other. Relations with the Chinese were touchy at best, but for someone in London to have eight of the most dangerous assassin robots in the world and not to tell her about it pissed her off to no end. Especially after her task force had been specifically set up to hunt down and eliminated these robots and the British had promised their complete.