Nina heard the sound of a car door closing but didn’t dare to look back. Still, she couldn't escape the man's grasp.
"Hey, girl." The man pressed down on Nina's shoulder. "In a rush to get home or make some money? Did you get another appointment already? I'll pay double."
More than one person got out of the car, extinguishing any hope Nina had of escaping. All she could do was explain seriously, "Gentlemen, you are mistaken. I'm not a prostitute."
"Give it a try. It can be quite delightful."
The man's hand slid down from Nina's shoulder and stopped at her waist. Unable to bear the sensation, Nina took a big step back, pulled away, and said sternly, "Don't touch me, or I'll call the police."
"Oh, really? Walking alone on this street and you're not a prostitute? How much for one session
