Mindy confronts her thief but runs into a snag

The shop was a clothing boutique. Since it was facing the beach front, it made sense that it sold beachwear and accessories. The blonde quickly scanned the small store to find her thief. He was rounding a display, moving toward the back. Mindy stormed up to the man and grabbed him by the arm.

"Alright, give me back my swimsuit!" Mindy demanded once she'd turned the man around.

The guy had a lanky build which he slouched, hiding his true height which already towered over the petite girl. He casually shrugged and gave a smug grin, "I don't know what you're talking about, girl."

Mindy turned him around again and checked his back pocket where she spotted her bikini earlier. It wasn't there! She started patting him down, "Where is it?!" she cried out frantically.

"Is there a problem here?" asked the perturbed cashier as she approached the two.

"Yeah, this chick is molesting me, can't you see that?" the guy in the red cap replied.

"Ma'am, you're harassing the customers, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

"No! He stole my swimsuit! I know it's here somewhere..." Mindy said, even more determined to find it on his person.

"Nah, it's ok, tons of girls want to feel me up," the guy said with a chuckle.

Mindy became red with anger. She had been tricked somehow, but how? She took another look around the room, noticing the items on display. In one of the bins was an assortment of bikinis. Bikinis that looked awfully similar to the one she had been given. She pointed at the pile, exclaiming, "My bikini!"

Before she could lunge at the pile, the salesclerk caught her. "Those are the store's, you have to pay for them!"

"No! He put my bikini in there!"

"Ma'am! That's store property!"

"Get offa me!"

The two tumbled to the floor and started rolling around.

"She's your problem now, lady," the guy said as he admired the two wrestling on the ground. He casually skirted around them and made his exit.

Too focused on each other, the two women continued to struggle on the floor. Mindy pulled herself up to her feet but the saleswoman grabbed onto her jersey, pulling her back down again. Mindy shoved her hand in the other woman's face, knocking her glasses off. While the lady blindly lunged at her, Mindy easily dodge and circled back to the bikini bin to find her outfit. They all looked the same though, she rummaged through, trying to remember what the actual pattern was when she got tackled by the sales clerk and pinned down.

Mindy rolled to her back and pushed the woman off her, but the lady was clingy. She undid each gripping finger and pushed down, wriggling herself free. She tried to get up again, but her jersey got snagged on the corner of the bin. The sales lady took this opportunity to pounce again, grabbing Mindy around the waist. Mindy shoved and pushed at the lady, eventually resorting to pulling the woman's neck length straight black hair.

"Ah! Not the hair!" The sales lady cried out in pain. She let go and Mindy tried to pull away, still snagged to the wooden table.

The other woman approached more cautiously this time, lunging down and Mindy's belly. Mindy couldn't duck out of the way because of the jersey and got pulls down, falling over the other girl. She flopped and grabbed the woman by the waist while underneath, the girl tried to roll back on top. There was a loud rip as Mindy's jersey got torn free from the bikini bin. Mindy yelped as she tried to grab at the remains of her outfit. The sales lady took advantage, pulling Mindy back onto the ground and jumping on top.

The clerk straddled Mindy, panting as she said, "You're staying right here until I get security!"

"Nooo..." Mindy wailed as she struggled underneath, but the other woman had a firm hold on her. She was face down on the ground and she felt something bind her arms together, she turned back to see the store employee use several of the bikinis as makeshift binding rope. She didn't stop there. Soon, Mindy found her arms and legs bound by bikini strings. When the clerk was satisfied that her opponent couldn't get away, she finally got up and went to find her glasses. Mindy rolled over and tried to sit up. She looked down and notice that her jersey had ripped along the side seam. Now her left side was barely covered. She check her right side and it was the same. This was a very poorly fabricated jersey. Now it would flap like a flag when she moved.

The clerk stood in front of Mindy. The tussle had popped a couple of buttons off her white blouse, scratched up her nylon stockings and tore her short skirt a little, but she was less worse for wear. She bundled her hair in a makeshift bun, as it had been tousled in the fight as well, then looked down to Mindy. "I just called security, they'll be taking you in for questioning."