A prostitute

John looked at the young asian person who had just entered his office. He quickly checked her mind and found out she was working as a prostitute. He couldn't help feeling surprised. His clients tended to leave his office as a prostitute, not to enter it.

-Hello, John san, my name ...

-I know you you are, Sayano. What I'm curious about is why you came here.

-Yes, of course, me work...whore. My job...dangerous. Client...violent. Hurt Sayano. Looking help.

-I see. You work as a prostitute. You don't feel safe because you have a violent client who keeps threatening you and hitting you, but no one seems to want to help you. And you are coming to me for help.

-Yes...I hear...you power...

-Yes, I guess I could help you, but first, there is something you have to do to me.

John started unbuttoning his pants with a smile. Sayano sighed. Well, if this man was going to help her, it would be worth it. She changed her position on the sofa and looked at John in a more lusty way.

-Sucky sucky, John san?