In a tavern of course!

Anna walked bleary eyed through the cold streets of Deepcleft. She was painfully aware of her soaked shirt and how prominent her breasts looked. All she could do was hope no-one was around this late at night.

Deepcleft was not a friendly city. Well known for it's crime, it had a reputation for being both sinful and strict. The city guard were corrupt and the Duke and Duchess were notorious for their extravagence. They paid very little attention to the city itself, unless some part of it threatened their life of luxury; then you could bet whichever unlucky person had caused the Duke and Duchess injury would feel the full might of the cities forces and likely not live to tell the tale. The city was split into 3 sections: High Town, where the palace and the main bulk of the nobility of Deepcleft resided; Marketside, which held the large marketplace of the city; and Low Town, which can be split into the red light district, and the slums. Circling the Red Light District are the Twisting Streets, a dark maze of alleyways that you didn't enter unless you were prepared to be mugged, or worse.

Anna's step-brother; Gideon owned a tavern near the intersection of the Red Light District and Marketside. As she approached the district she could hear music and laughter, and was glad when she saw more people populating the dark streets.

"Heya sugar, you look down on your luck," a buxom prostitute called to Anna who turned to look and immediately regretted it. The prostitute was sheltering under a awning and to Anna's shock was openly masturbating in public. She was wearing a skirt that was so small Anna could see her vagina, which had two fingers plunged deep inside. "Like what you see?" The woman moaned. To add to Anna's confusion the protitute had dark green skin, like an orc but was only a few feet high. A goblin Anna guessed. It was the first she'd seen.

"Come on h-h- ooooh fuck -oney. Shelter here from the rain with Cindy" The goblin's moans were getting louder, she was clearly coming to a climax.