The Hideout

When David turned forwards, he saw a little girl standing at the counter of the bar. She was at most fourteen years of age.

She was carrying a bottle of alcohol with a very well known and popular brand across this city.

The little girl was a bit skinny but she had started to develop all of her womanly sides, with her perky chest protruding already.

Seeing the girl looking at him with a cute eyes full of expectations, David heart shook slightly.

Such a young girl, he wondered what she was doing at a place like this. He couldn't help but imagine, what if it were his little sisters that was here, in her place.

Feeling slight pity for her, he blinked his eyes and cleared his throat.

"Give me whatever you think is good." He replied the little lady as he rested.