Yasmin Problems

Yasmin hurriedly hailed a taxi, and Ryan immediately followed on the small electric scooter abandoned on the roadside.

The busty young woman was wearing a modest nightgown, likely having been about to rest. It was unusual for her to rush out so late, especially as the school was closing.

Yasmin arrived at a restaurant not far away. Two thuggish-looking men at the door eyed her with ill intentions. After a brief exchange, Yasmin entered a private room.

Ryan parked his scooter and, instead of entering the restaurant, chose to crouch under the window at the back of the store, peeking inside.

"Hey, Ms. Yasmin, it's not easy to get you to talk," a fat, big-eared man said, gnawing on a lamb kidney and washing it down with a gulp of beer.

His wine-red face was filled with lustful eyes, and like every man, his focus was naturally drawn to Yasmin's chest.