Nabiki wandered away from the ground she had been sitting on only a little while ago. Her legs where aching, well to be more precise between her legs was aching, as such she was having some trouble walking and focusing on where she was going. As such was she was quickly getting lost in an area she had only just yesterday had known like the back of her hand.
Thankfully the long walk and not having a single man out on the streets at this hour made for some sobering time for her. However no matter how clear her mind got from her own lust she still had no idea where she was anymore. Finally as she herself was getting exhausted from the constant walking she bumped into a guy shutting up shop for the evening. He had black hair pulled back into a ponytail and was dressed fairly simple clothes. Although Nabiki had about as much of clue of the kind of clothes he was wearing than she did in knowing how to read or write, which at the moment was nil.
Latching onto him suddenly from behind Nabiki began crying and squeezing him tightly “Help me! Nabiki lost!” She had said it in such a high pitched voice that Akira thought he’d see a small young girl behind him. Not a buxom girl with milk dribbling from her breasts onto his shirt. “Whoa, What?” Akira tried to break free from her grip only to have her squeeze tighter “l-let go…”
Nabiki looked up at the man again, tears swelling in her eyes “please, Nabiki lost” she asked again in a pleading tone. Akira who was at the moment getting aroused by having a girl so close to him for the first time in his lonely 16 years was fighting with himself. Thankfully his larger brain won the argument.
“Okay! Let me go and we’ll make some phone calls or something!” Akira cried out at the top of his lungs. Which seemed to finally penetrate the thick fog that was in Nabiki’s brain. But it was translating in ways Akira would never truly fathom. Someone was willing to help Nabiki, and they where not asking for anything in return.
Taking Nabiki inside Akira finished closing his shop and then took Nabiki upstairs to his room. “I have a phone up here miss. You should be able to call your family to come get you.”
Walking first over to his chest of drawers he pulled out a tank top “First lets put this on you.” Nabiki looked down at her chest, giggled and squeezed them. Causing some milk to squirt out and onto the floor. Which brought back some earlier lustful hunger.
Akira was blushing as he turned his face away from her, his own arousal mounting from the display. “Just put on the top and then we can call your family okay?”
Nabiki slowly tried putting on the tank top but had to get some help from Akira to get the top on properly.
Once she was better dressed Akira left her alone with the phone as he went to see if he had some pants or something she could wear. It’d certainly look better than the strange shorts she was wearing now. They practically looked like pajama bottoms.
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