A gang of delinquents

Malon felt her cheeks flare as she realized her ass was exposed. She turned around, only to see that a group of three young men had cut off the entrance to the alleyway. She nearly dropped the milk jug in her rush to cover herself, but she caught it just as it slipped out of her fingers. All she succeeded in doing was making her tits bounce.

The thugs were dressed in street clothes, they looked like the kind of people who would shank you over a potion. With no small amount of fear, Malon noticed sizable dirks strapped to their belts. They chuckled as Malon made a fool of herself.

"You didn't answer my question Sugar Tits." Any other time and Malon would have punched him for calling her that. But now, she just hoped she could get on with the rest of her night in peace. "Where are you wanting to go?"

Malon was almost to the point of trembling. "Th-th-three oh four, South Cucco Street." She answered.

Recognition flashed in the gang member's eyes, even as he was eyeing her body. "We know the place. But what do you think you ought to give us for taking you there?"