She shoots...

Jane took careful aim at one of the leaf clad males, the one who seemed to be their leader. She gently squeezed the trigger and watched as the man dropped to the ground. The rest of the leaf clad clan scattered in different directions, afraid for their lives. This got her the attention of the group of buzz cut men who sat down their treasure, and slwly walked toward her position, hands up in the air.

When the men were about ten feet away from her, she motioned for them to stop. "That's far enough" she said.

"It seems we owe you our thanks. You can put down your rifle. We're just survivors like you are." The man who spoke appeared to be their leader, clad all in leather and sporting all kinds of medals on his jacket.

"That's quite all right" Jane said in answer. "I'm more comfortable keeping it right where it is." But what Jane didn't know was there were four buzz cuts sneaking up right behind her. She suddenly felt the tip of a knife in the small of her back. Silently she dropped the rifle to the ground and put her hands up over her head.

The medal clad buzz cut walked over to Jane, smiling at her. He bent down, and picked up the rifle. "You're a pretty good shot" he said, patting her lightly on the cheek.

"So tell me," Jane began, "Who are the good guys, and who are the bad guys?"

"There are no good guys or bad guys. There's only a fight for survival." He pointed the barrel of the rifle at Jane. "Now give us everything you have. Clothes too."

"What?" Jane was taken aback. "You can't do this to me! Just go your way, and I'll go mine. I stopped that group from attacking you!" She watched out of the corner of her eye as the leaf clad man she'd shot got up and quietly ran away, holding his left shoulder. She said nothing, and everyone else was focused on her. "How am I going to survive if you take everything from me?"

"You'll live. You should be thankful for that. That's your reward for saving us from an ambush."

"Some reward!" Jane retorted. "Being robbed and stripped of my clothes is no reward!" She tossed the small satchel at the leader's feet, then stripped off her clothes, handing each piece to the leader as she removed them. She stood there now, one arm covering her quivering breasts. The other arm covering her womanhood.