He got picked up right away

John was standing before the office for a minute to catch up with what just happened, as somebody put an arm around his shoulders. "What is a lovely girl like you doing here all alone?" John looked up and saw a man standing right beside himself. "Are you waiting here until somebody has mercy to spent some time and money with you?" The man was clearly drunk and hitting on John, thinking John was a hooker. Dressed in the tight PVC-clothes and the high heels he really looked like a stereotype one.

"No, I ... it's not like it looks." John said in an embarrassed voice, which wasn't very manly.

"Don't worry, I'll have enough money to pay for it." The man's hands ran over John's body, especially his butt and chest. "You have a nice body. I'm sure it'll feel good for both of us."

"No, I'm not ..., I don't..." John protested and tried to push the man away. But he wasn't strong enough and the high heels caused him to stumble.

"Come on, just a quickie in the back alley right there." The man pointed to a small side street just one house away. "You'll like it too."