Arturos turns to the newcomer, finished with her song, and looks her up and down more carefully. He saw her youth and firmness and her olive skin. His fingers dipped into Tamar's wetness and he pulled his hand up to lick her juices off.<br/><br/>Just then he notices the commotion down the street.<br/><br/>"Excuse me won't you," he says, striding towards the disturbance and pulling his truncheon.<br/><br/>Walking up behind the man as he beats the young girls, Arturos doesn't give the man a chance and pounds him in the back of his head with the club in his hands.