Late Registration

"Fuck, the line is out the door and around the building." Mary cursed under her breath as she reached the registration area. _This is not what I need. I knew I should have come straight here. But no I allowed myself to get sidetrack. Why do I never stand up for myself? Why did I allow... _Mary grew a bit flushed as her thought of the what had just transpired trailed off.

As Mary headed to the end of the line, she passed a table filled with multiple copies of the massive con programming guide. At least this will keep me occupied for some of the eternity I'm about to spend in line; Mary thought as she began to thumb through the enormous tome.

Mary was so engrossed in the contents of the guide that she robotically followed the snaking queue all while never looking. She was completely captivated by all the celebrity bios, the colossal map of the dealer's room, and the never ending list of panels.

Oh my God! Mary thought. Tomorrow con is even better than Susan and John explained. How can there be so much stuff? How can... Son of a Bitch! Mary angrily thought as a hand brushed her inner thigh. The young girl quickly looked up from program book trying to ascertain who the guilty party was. Hmm everyone seems normal. And it is a large crowd. Get it together Mary. There's no need to be too wound up from early.

With a sigh, Mary went back to studying the itinerary of the con. Mary had just put the previous incident from her mind when she was subjected to a new violation. This time though there was no mistaking it for an accident. Where before it been a slight brush of her inner thigh now her assailant fully grabbed her right butt cheek.

Mary froze in panic. Oh God no! The young girl thought as tears welled in her eyes. Just stop. Please just let him stop. Her mind repeated over and over again.

Her inaction must have emboldened her attacker. He began to caress Mary's panty covered ass. Mary tried to scream. When she opened her mouth, to her terror, she felt her throat close. She desperately wanted this to end, but the terror of the situation had completely paralyzed her.

Mary's salvation came just as her vile attacker was using his fingers to push her panties aside. Instead of fondling her slit the scrum's offending hand was savagely removed. A young man in line screamed, "Security!" as tightly restrained the groper.

A large man in a con shirt rushed over. "What's the deal."

"This fucker was trying to **** that young girl." Mary's hero said while pointing her out.

"What the hell are you talking about? I didn't touch anyone." The accused protested.

"Is this true?" The security guard asked Mary.

"Yeah. He reached under my skirt and grabbed me." Mary said shakily; finally free of her paralyzing terror.

"Alright miss just stay right here, and someone will be with you shortly." Then the large man turned to his prisoner. "As for you, you're coming with me. You're going to find out that shit don't turn out like it does in those chikan mangas you sick fuckers like to read."

The security guard began to drag Mary's attacker out of registration all while the accused loudly proclaimed his innocents.

"Sorry, you had to go through that." Mary's rescuer said. "I'm Daniel by the way."

"Thanks for saving me. I just sort of froze. I'm sorry." Mary said while staring at the floor.

"Hey, you don't need to be sorry. That scum bag was the one at fault, not you." Daniel replied as he placed a reassuring hand on Mary's shoulder.

Mary looked up and wiped her eyes. "You're right. And thanks again."

Just then another con official approached. "Miss if you want to come with me we need to get your statement, and we would also like to attempt to make up for your bad experience."