He follows them.

The guy looked pretty strong, and the girl had the strange attitude of not really resisting. Josh bit his lip. Maybe he should stay out of this. Maybe they knew each other. Maybe they were even in a relationship.

Then again... even in a relationship, sexual harassment or **** as a no-go. He decided to follow the two. As they turned around a shelf, he ducked and tried to get closer without being seen. As he glanced at the guy, standing tall and menacing in front of the young girl, he realized that they were totally focused on each other. The risk of Josh being noticed seemed quite small.

"Bend over, slut!" he heard the man order. The girl only shook her head, but she didn't show any other sign of resistance. Which was weird, given the circumstances. This was her workplace, after all. And a very public place, indeed. It would have been no problem to call out or to cause a ruckus. Josh heard the man laughing.

"Admit it, slut, you're dripping wet already", he bellowed. The girl whimpered and pressed her legs together, her face blushing red, as if embarrassed for being unmasked. The big man chuckled. "Turn around!", he ordered and got another emphatically shake of the head as response. He chuckled again, then reached out and grabbed the girl straight between her legs. "See? Wet!", he said triumphantly. "I know you are secretly longing for my cock buried deep in your pussy. You're a cumslut, aren't you?"

There was a whimpering denial coming somewhere deep from the girl's throat, but that was all she offered as resistance.

If he wanted to act, he needed to act now.