You were right now at 10pm late at night at the streets, As you walked alone around you saw a black motorcycle stading on the streets stading with nobody next to it, So you walked up to it and took a better look at it hoping the drive of the bike was nearby.

as you looked at it you shlightly touched it but not really long you feel a person coming from behind you his veiny muscular armes around you waist and him Stellung you parfum on your neck, It was the motorcycle owner.

"Didnt you mother tought you to not Touch thinks that isn't yours, pricess."the guy said his voice low and a kind of spanish accent.