You Return.

Arriving at the site once more, you’re met with the scent of many hard working men, even more potent than the one you were faced with last time.

A hand reaches out, patting you on the ass from behind. “Heya, kid.” A jovial, lusty voice speaks. His voice deep, and very close to your ear, his body bent over to hunch over yours. “You’re here just on time, ya’ know. Though I can’t say I’m surprised. You seemed the type.” He’s teasing, but not rude. It’s clear he still holds you in high regard, for one reason or another, but he’s clearly comfortable around you. His scent is more potent at this point, literally dripping sweat from every part of his body. It makes you wonder if he worked up this much sweat on purpose, just for you. That thought seems to be getting to you, big time.

“Why don’ you follow me, bud.” His gloved hand leaves your ass, his hand pointing to a close by alleyway.