and a few bold ones grabbed me by the waist.
“Hey sweetheart, you’re New York’s hottest star right now!”
“We’ve all read your ‘108 positions.’
Wanna try number 109 with us?”
“Don’t worry — we won’t make you write another thousand-word report about it!”
I didn’t even look at them.
I just slapped them across the face.
That made them furious.
“Bitch! You dress like that, write all that filth,
just to tempt men — and now you’re acting all pure?”
“Bet you’ve been used up already — come on boys, let’s show her a good time!”
They all surrounded me at once.
Just as I braced myself to fight,
a dark shadow flashed before my eyes —
and in a few swift moves, the drunks were on the ground.
“Get lost!
Or I’ll have you all arrested!”
I looked up —
and there was Ryan, panting after the scuffle.
