The afternoon sun shines down upon the dirt streets of your small town, yet it still had a bustling feeling about it with each step and turn you took to head along with your daily plans that day. Deciding to simply set yourself by a brick wall, you watch the people waddle along the streets, carriges pulled by horses and all sorts of work about.

Suddenly, a young man approaches you, a large grin on his face as he'd look down toward your level, speaking as he'd eye you down ; "You sure know how to make a boy feel like a man." He'd say, tipping his hat toward you as he kept close, his eyes fixed on you like glue. What did this absolute creep want?