Cyndi cries

Cyndi quickly came up with a plan. She looked at the three men. "When are you idiots going to stop **** me?" She stared daggers at them.

"What do you mean stop **** you?" asked the tall blonde guy in a baseball cap.

"I was **** and left here. The next thing I know, all these guys come in and start fucking me like I'm some hot nymphomaniac or something! Well I'm not! I was ****! I can tell you who **** me! It was the same man who spread the rumor that I was one hot bitch, just waiting to be fucked! What better way for a **** to cover his tracks than to involve others like yourselves to destroy his DNA? Now he'll never be caught, unless you all are willing to face charges as accomplices to a ****." Cyndi started crying for dramatic effect.

"Listen, we didn't know anything about this, lady. We only know what we were told, and we haven't touched you yet." The blonde guy looked at his two friends. "Why don't you two warn everyone else who comes this way the story they heard ain't true? I'll help the lady get out of here. Does that sound good to you, lady? I'll be glad to take you anywhere you want to go." Then he added, "As for the man who tricked us all into destroying evidence of a ****, don't you worry about him either. We'll find him, and we'll take care of him for you. Believe me when I say truckers don't go for that shit." He walked over to Cyndi, and tried to console her. "Please don't cry any more. We'll protect you."

Cyndi hugged the blonde guy. "Thank you. But I don't have any clothes. He took mine with me to hide the evidence."

"Don't you worry about that. I'll find you some clothes to wear. I'm sure the waitresses keep spare outfits in their lockers. I'll ask around. You just sit tight. Earl and Junior'll guard the door 'till I get back. They won't let no one in. All right?"

Cyndi shook her head yes, and the blonde guy left to find clothes for her. When he came back, he had a bundle of clothing, a fresh towel, and a wash rag. "Here you go. Why don't you wash up first? Then you can try these on and see if they fit well enough. I'll get you out of here afterward."

Cyndi got in the shower and washed herself off.