C50 It's Not Trustworthy

"I like chilies. It's worth 500 dollars. I'll tip you if you do well. " The brawny man pouted his thick lips and kissed me. The pungent smell of alcohol almost knocked me out. I pushed him away, picked up a nearby mop, and threw it at him.

The man was stunned. He cursed angrily and dragged me to the ground. I screamed in fear, but no one came over