The ladies of the night

You only manage a few wobbly steps before a harsh female voice stops you dead in your tracks.

"Hey! Bitch!" comes the cry and as you turn you are confronted with three angry faces. Furious and yet, in your increasingly pleasant daze, also incredibly beautiful faces. The women quickly surround you, pressing in close and getting right up in your face.

"This is our turf, slut! You better get on out of here before we kick your ass!"

The one talking is a short, dark woman with big hair and even bigger tits. She's gorgeous in a tacky, slutty kind of way which makes her both terrifying and hard to take seriously.

"S-sorry.. " you manage to stammer, "I didn't know."

The black woman starts to push you when another, a taller, thinner blonde with a bob haircut grabs her arm and holds her back.

"Wait Tay.. hear her out. Maybe she's telling the truth." says the blonde as she shoots a knowing look to the others, an ominous grin breaking out across the third woman's face - a frizzy haired brunette with thick legs and an even thicker ass.

"Yeah, she seems nice." she chimes in, maybe she needs some help.

Just as the tension seems to lift slightly a car pulls up - it's clear whoever it is is here for them, or perhaps for you. The window seems to roll down in slow motion, eventually revealing the driver who gazes out at you hungrily. Whoever it is, the women seem to know him and before you know it, you have been pushed in their direction, staggering a few awkward steps before composing yourself. Peering at the stranger with a dazed expression, all you can manage is a confused sounding, "Hello Sir."

The man smirks, then speaks..