Two good samaritans

Amanda shakes her head. She's pretty fucked up from earlier. Her ears are ringing.

Someone knocks on the door again. She starts walking to it, half-stumbling over the clothes she had worn earlier in the night. The air feels good on her skin.

"What?" she cries out and bangs her head on the door. She meant to look in the peephole but it seems too hard to move her head right now. She just rests it on the door.

"We found your wallet," a man answers. "You look pretty hot in your driver's license picture, so we thought we'd come by and give it to you."

"Oh," Amanda says. Her eyes are droopy and she's drifting towards sleep as she leans leans on her front door.

"Hey!" the guy says after a minute, starling her. "Do you want it or not?"

Amanda opens the door and puts out a hand.

The two guys stare at the girl. She's bottomless, with a sheer black bra pushing up her boobs. There's a trail of dried cum leaking out of her satiny pussy down her leg. Her blonde hair is glued to her face. Better yet, she seems very comfortable with not wearing any panties in front of them. That, or she doesn't realize it.

Amanda's pussy is waxed bare. She started getting it done after reading an article in a fashion magazine. It hurts a lot, but it makes shopping for swimsuits much easier and Amanda hopes it will help her land a man, hopefully one less creepy than her ex.

They give her the wallet, at which point she say thanks and shuts the door in their faces. This doesn't work, as one of the men blocks it with his foot and forces it open. They are both several heads taller than Amanda.

"How about a little reward?"

"What? I don't have any money."

"That's not the kind of the reward we were thinking of."

Amanda finds herself being manhandled and carried.