Only one

“I get a coffee in a paper cup, please,” you say and hand the shop clerk two dollar.

“Sure, Miss,” the young man answers and when you take milk and sugar he is already done, “have a nice day.”

You thank the guy and head to the door. But suddenly your way is blocked by one of the Latino guys.

“Hey, cutey, are you already leaving?” the guy says sleazy.

“It is not very smart to stand in the way of a girl who has a brewing hot coffee in the hand,” you say annoyed.

“Why so snappy,” the guy says while the other Latino slowly walks behind you to cut your way back, “are you here alone? This is a dangerous area. Why don’t you stay with us? We can protect you.”

“What the hell is wrong with you guys?” you ask and roll your eyes, “for your information, we don’t know each other. Why the hell do you think acting like a jerk is the best way to approach a girl for the first time?”

“No need to act like a bitch,” the Latino behind you says and suddenly you feel his hands reaching around your hips on the way to your boobs, “we just want to get to know you better.”

“Hey stop!” you scream but all you get in return are a few laughs.

“Or what, girly?” the guy behind you asks mocking, “will you call your boyfriend? Cry?”