Cassie loses everything

"Hey! You forgot the backpack with my stuff in it!" Says Cassie in a panic.

"Yeah, sure, 'forgot'..." Charlie says curtly. "Let me 'forget' something else, too!" With that, Charlie swiped the vest right off Cassie's shoulders and held it in her hand. "Now you be a good girl and stand in the corner over there," Charlie pointed at the corner opposite the theater entrance and away from the counter, where everyone would see her walking in and out but no one would think to imagine that she worked for the theater.

Knowing better than to resist, Cassie simply walked over and stood in the corner. She tried to cover herself, but Charlie shook her head and Cassie laid her arms to her sides.

"I guess this must be embarrassing for you, huh?" Charlie asked as Cassie refused to answer.

"Well," Charlie continued, "I wouldn't want you to see who's looking at your washboard body, so here," she yanked off Cassie's glasses, "now you won't have to see your humiliation in HD. Aren't I so merciful?"

Cassie said nothing as she stood as naked to the world as the day she was born and as Charlie walked away with everything that she owned. Cassie seriously considered running away and calling the police, but she didn't remember where the station was and she was nearly blind enough as it was. So she stood, frozen in the corner, as more people started filing into the theater. Even worse than being naked was seeing the counter unstaffed, but she remembered Charlie's warning to "be a good girl" and didn't want to get on her bad side.

While her brain was still marinating in her thoughts, a couple walked out from the blurry throngs into Cassie's field of vision.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" asked the woman, "you look like you need help. Do I need to call your parents?" Cassie cringed at that last question.