Industrial Yard

You walk towards the industrial part of the town, and there are more and more people walking the streets.

Men wearing mostly t-shirts and chaps, their dicks swinging freely, only some of them wearing safety straps. You meet only few of the Gentleman wearing fancy suits or expensive linen pants.

Most women wearing the standard of t-shirt with a large cleavage and a short skirt. But you also pass one Lady around 40 years old. Long black hair reaching way below her belt draping both her front and a back. White necklace on her shapely chest. She's wearing patterned black stockings, matching gloves, and very high heels. Over it she's wearing a navy-black gown.

Passing you buy she catches your stare and gives you a smirk of superiority. Still she looks so good that you almost turn your head after her despite your absolute hatred towards the Ladies as well as the Gentleman.

Cursing under your breath, you turn into one of the lesser streets running towards the docks and put your hands on the pockets of your jacket, listening to some music in your headphones. Cheaters, born to wealth. While we down on the floor have to scrape by. Well, we were working hard to change that, me and my friends... you think to yourself as the sky gets darker the further you walk, covered by the exhaust of the machinery.

You approach the bar that runs as a front for your pack, but just before you open the door you hear something behind you, you turn around and see nothing, but it gives you some chills.

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