She continues

Olga towered over the detective, all 6'5" of her. She approached Avery rubbing her hands together. "I'll get you, pretty boy. So what do you want to start with? Pants or your pretty little jacket?", she questioned hauntingly. "I guess my shirt", Avery replied quietly. "Why so serious? Lighten up bud. This is gonna be fun",

Olga sarcastically replied. She pulled off Avery's jacket and threw it to the ground while smirking from ear to ear. Avery could only stand there and take what was the start of his ultimate humiliation.

She then stood in front of him and unbutton his shirt going from the top to the bottom. Then finally I’m doing it from his shoulders and one swift slightly violent motion. “Gentle, Olga, “ Brianna said. Brianna had come down to the factory floor to record on her phone the fun that was being had. “Arms up, pretty boy.“ As Olga then took off Avery's undershirt and threw that in the clothes pile as well; revealing his naked swimmer's body torso. She stood back next to Brianna “not bad so far, right?“ Olga said to Brianna. “Well, we are only halfway done, right? Why don’t you proceed and then we can judge” she said with a smirk.

Avery could only stand there and take it in silence.