The man wants something

The man continued to stare hungrily at Krissy from steps away.

“I'm…I’m sorry.” Krissy stammered nervously. Involuntarily taking a step back from the towering figure.

A slow smile spread across the man’s face as he advanced to within a few inches of Krissy in one long stride.

Krissy gasped as his hand caught her by the arm.

“There’s only one reason a pretty little thing like you would be in here. You must be working.”

Krissy stared in bewilderment. Still inebriated from earlier and completely unprepared for the man’s implications.

“I’m just looking for a ride out of town, that’s all, sir.” She said too quickly.

Krissy tried to pull further back, to put distance between herself and the increasingly intimidating man, but his hand held her delicate arm like a vice.

“I know what you’re doing here, only one thing you could be doing, but sure, I’ll play along. If you want a ride out of town, I can help you out. You just got to do me a little favor first. How’s that sound?” He asked.