Yes

“Yeah,” Jane agreed, “that’ll teach her for trying to take your boyfriend Jill.”

“No!” I shouted, struggling to my feet. “I was just talking to him.”

“Grab her.” Jill yelled.

Before I could even try to get away, all three of them grabbed me. Despite the fact that my face hurt, I went wild, squirming against their clumplike grips. I got one hand loose and hit Jill in the neck, scoring only a dull thud. Her responded by thumping my ear again.

“Come on, you bitches!” she shouted at Jane and April “You can’t hold this slut?” They pinned me face down on the ground, the weight of all three of them crushing me into the grass.

“Stupid little whore,” Jane said. “You should have stayed away from Jack.

I tried to curl up so they couldn’t take my clothes, but they were to strong. Jill pulled on my shirt until it began to tear.

“Get the fuck off of me.”

“You need to learn manners, Blonde Bimbo.”

“You need mouthwash,” I said.

Jill grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head around. “You’re going to wish you’d kept your mouth shut.” She spit on me.

“Let me go! I shouted. “I’m warning you.”

“Ohh,” April said. “He’s warning us.”

“Yeah, whatcha gonna do?” Jane said. “Cry on us?” He pulled off my shoes while April grabbed my waistband of both of my jeans and underwear and started tugging at my pants. I was still trying to curl up.

“Stop struggling,” Jill said. “Or we’re going to take off all your clothes and made you streak home completely naked.”

I continued to struggle.

“April, hurry and pull her pants off,” Jane said.

“Please, no!”