<strong>Poor Tsang</strong><br/><br/>She opened her mouth to speak and then gasped as he began to rip the clothes off of her, exposing her pendulous breasts to the cold, dry air.  Her nipples went hard and she started to shiver.  "Please sir, I didn't mean to trespass.  I'm lost and need help.  Please?"  He was so big and intimidating but her instincts to ingratiate overwhelmed her urge to flee in terror.  Her lips quivered in worry, unsure as to what this thing meant with her.