You were 14 and a new member of the van der linde gang. Here and some while you were struggling to look behind your back to tighten up your corset, so you asked around for help. Mostly the camp women but they didn't accept because you were new. How rude! You soon spot Dutch,the leader reading a book. And so you had no choice but to ask.

"Need help darling?" He said as he looked up at you, half closing his book. He didn't need an answer cause he knew. So he patted his lap as he pulled you down on him. "Atta girl.." he hummed as he helped tighten your corset.