“But found the place ... inadequate.”“How was it inadequate?”“Dangerous,” said Karissa.The woman nodded. “You plan to stay a week?”“...Maybe longer,” said Junie.“Three hundred would be an acceptable donation,” the woman smiled. “My name is Theresa.”“Thank you Theresa,” Karissa smiled at her.“You take Visa?” Junie asked.“Yes.”“Could we have adjoining rooms?”“I’m afraid that’s impossible. We’re somewhat segregated. Older women on the higher floors. But we have several places where you can meet up.. The bar was getting ready to close, and so I thought, what the hell? I decided I might as well give it a shot, so I asked her if she would like to come back to my hotel room. To my surprise she agreed.We got back to my room, and I offered her another drink (I always have my own bottle with me as I travel). "Can I take off my shoes?" she asked."You can take off whatever you want," I smiled in reply. She grinned at me."Can I take your shoes off too?" You can take off whatever you want." You could. Roughly pushing her further into the ruins and out towards the back of the old Abbey . When I had her far enough into the ruins i positioned her over a tumbled down wall i soon removed her panties and bra, poseing her with her legs spread with her cunt on display and her tit's hanging out of her top.I found her phone and took a photo of her in this position,scrolling down i found her husbsnds number and sent him the photo.It was less than 30 seconds when the phone rang. When I answered it it. .. she calls me the Bad Mad Monk, which I feel is more appropriate." So you're crazy and nasty is what you're saying," said Anita quietly, contemplating her situation and discovering her interest in the handsome young hunk had not been frightened away, but had intensified. She couldn't help squirming, her pussy tickling her with growing pleasure."Hopefully not too much. I think I'm a nice guy; I certainly hate to hurt anyone, quite the opposite, and I'm sane enough to have a normal conversation.