The naughty kid from before

“Ha! You have even less clothes than before!” he said with a smirk. It was the kid that had ruined her pants and screwed up her modesty in the first place. She was tempted to grab the kid and wring him by the throat, but she was frozen in place by surprise and shock, her hands still firmly planted between her legs.

He laughed again and, with a smirk on his face, he lunged at her. His hands wrapped around her bra, specifically the small part between her cups. In that moment, Ashley finally realized her shirt was gone, and although she wondered where it had gone, she knew she had bigger problems to deal with at that moment, especially as the boy yanked hard, so hard that she nearly fell over.

“L-Let go!” she cried, not wanting to make too much noise and potentially draw attention to herself. The kid just kept pulling and pulling until finally, her garment gave way, and the clips snapped off as the bra slipped off of her. Ashley went back onto the floor, as did the kid, though he got to his feet first and stuck his tongue out at her before running off with the bra.

The young woman realized she was now on the floor with her legs spread so she quickly got up and looked down at herself. Panic was setting in further as she realized the only article of clothing she had left was her store vest, which only covered up her breasts, and just barely at that. Her face burned white hot as she quickly ran to a small corner that was out of the way enough that she didn’t have too much risk at being seen.

She couldn’t believe it. Here she was, nearly completely naked, in the middle of the store. Marcus was still walking around, and if she didn’t stay cautious, not only might he see her, but customers might! Complete strangers, seeing things they shouldn’t! Surely things couldn’t get worse, right?