"The police won't take you seriously if you make a report about me. All I did was say a few words. You can't bend the law to suit your needs," added the homeless man.

Rita clenched her fists and breathed heavily. "And you think you can get away with being a creep? You were harassing me!"

The hobo was already determined to satisfy his lust that day. He lunged forward and wrapped his arms around Rita's thighs.

Rita tumbled to the ground with him and cried out in pain. "Ahh!" She kicked wildly, landing hits on the man's face several times. Though he wailed in pain, his grip nonetheless remained firm.

At that moment, another homeless man shrugged off his tattered cotton jacket and rose to his feet. He shouted, "What's with all the noise? Some people are trying to get some shut-eye here!"

to draw so much attention to where he was, and he released his grip on her

two here. He's

had long grasped the reality that the only person one

hobo assumed she had given in when she kept quiet, so he got up from the ground and spat into his palm before lubing himself with his saliva. "I've been dying to find out how it feels to be

Rita, he felt a sudden chill down his spine. He was about to turn around and see who was behind him when the homeless man from earlier struck

darted behind the homeless man. The homeless man swung the piece of wood again, causing the drunkard to double over

the drunkard. "You think you can harass me? You think you can take advantage of me?! I'll teach you a

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