381 Yursk (X): Dinner!

A young woman walked through one of the less populated alleys on Yursk, she was a petite little flower, just barely out of her teenage years, but obviously she was very ripe for the picking. Her raven black hair and red cherry lips could set a fire burning deep in the loins of even the most celibate of men, she was a beauty through and through, a magnificent piece of living art. 

It would make many wander why she was currently walking through this dirty and deserved alley, but that was in contrast no fault of hers. She had a basket of freshly bake loaves of bread that she had to deliver, and she was almost out of time. She might be considered an adult, but matters of the heart had taken a huge chunk of her time as she had snuck out a bit of time to see the one her heart longs for.