Without words or resistance, the large thug that they had met in Smith's workshop ushered the pair of them into an alleyway for some privacy. If people they passed by even noticed something was wrong, none of them bothered to interfere.
They had places to go, people to meet and things to do. Such was life in the city. Besides, it was nothing they didn't see nearly every day.
But the girls were not too broken up about it, that would ruin the fun after all.
"So, what are you going to do to us? All we have on us is clothes, I doubt they will fit you, and we don't have any cash on us. We don't even have expensive implants to rip. Honestly, I think you chose a really bad target."
