Troubled waters

You're pleasantly napping on the deck, peacefully drifting in and out of sleep with Elsa's naked body snuggled up against yours and you couldn't think of a better way to spend the way. The sound of water and the warm sun all around you makes it even greater. You can hear footsteps on the deck and you assume it's Abby and Martha.

Suddenly, you feel Elsa's body lift completely off you very quickly, and you open your eyes to see why she's gotten up. However, things are not what you think as you're greeted by the barrel of a gun pointed right at the temple of your forehead. You freeze and instinctively raise your hands in surrender.

It takes you a moment to overcome the shock before you start to process what's going on. You and the 3 women are no longer the only people on the boat. There are now an additional 8-10 men aboard and they're all menacing looking and with handguns and rifles. You see Abby and Martha are being held captive by the men at gunpoint, while 1 of the men who presumably pulled Elsa off you as his arms wrapped around her naked form and his hand over her mouth.

"Somali pirates?!" you gasp.

"Dude, are you tripping? We're just off the coast of New York. We're from the Bronx!" the man holding the gun to your head exclaims.

"Take all the money you want. We don't want any trouble," you say with a gulp, trying to figure out how to use your magic rings to get out of this situation. As long as the gun is in your face, you don't dare to try anything, especially out here in open waters where these criminals have no fear of the police.

"Of course we're going to take all the money we want! You think you have a say in anything? Wow, you must be some rich guy, huh? Fancy boat and 3 hot blondes," the man in charge says.

"Boss, I think I've seen this chick before," 1 of the men remarks, pointing at Martha.

"Dude, she's a fucking Victoria's Secret model. That 1 too! I've seen them in my girl's catalogs," another 1 of them says. "Not sure about this 1, but she could definitely be 1," he continues, referring to Elsa and Abby respectively.

"Those women's underwear catalogs are just as good as playboys nowadays, huh?" The men erupt in boisterous laughter while you keep thinking of a way out.