Amy

Amy had been in the middle of selecting some seriously sexy lingerie for Mackenzie to try on when she noticed someone streaking through the store. Someone with familiarly striking red hair.

What the hell are they doing?! she thought to herself as Lily and a very naked Mackenzie sprinted out of the store and into the mall. Amy wasn't sure what was going on, but she figured they might need her help. She was hastily putting back the bundle of underwear she'd been selecting when Jess approached her, carrying a yellow dress.

"Is that Mackenzie's dress?" Amy asked.

"Yeah, I'm trying to get it back to her," Jess said. "Do you know where she is? The stall was, uh, occupied."

"Believe it or not I just saw Mackenzie and Lily running out of the store. I was just about to go looking for them after I finished putting this stuff back."

"Wait, if I have her dress, what was Mackenzie wearing?!"

Amy gave Jess a pointed look and raised her eyebrows.

"Shit!" Jess said as she took off running out of the store, "I've gotta go find her!"

"I'm right behind you!" Amy said, haphazardly throwing bras back onto racks. She jumped slightly in place to reach a higher rack, and unwittingly caught the hem of her miniskirt on a lower rack. As her weight came down, the metal rack split the garment up the front. "Shit!" Amy cursed. She was trying to free the garment from its metal clutches when she was interrupted.

"Well, well, well," a voice said from behind Amy. It was a voice she recognized. It was Julian, one of her exes. Or was it Jeremy? She had a hard time keeping those two straight. Either way, they hadn't exactly parted on good terms. "Look who we have here."

Amy turned to face him, preparing for a legendary scowl, not noticing a soft tearing sound. Amy saw Julian standing there with a new slutty looking girl hanging on his arm, regarding Amy as if she was a pile of dirt.

"Julian." she said, coldly. "I see you're still taking girls underwear shopping for the first date. How romantic." In response, the two of them simply began snickering at Amy. "And what's so funny?" the brunette demanded.

"Better than showing up in an underwear store half naked," the girl beside him said.

That's when Amy noticed that it did feel a bit drafty around her waist. She touched her thighs and, instead of fabric, felt bare skin. She was only wearing her black thong on her hips.

"FUCK!" she shouted, before whirling around to find her yellow miniskirt torn in half and dangling from the metal rack behind her. She began frantically trying to tug the fabric free.

Julian gave a wolf whistle as Amy exposed her nearly bare ass to him, a sight he hadn't seen in a while.

But Amy's valiant efforts were only rewarded with a small heap of torn yellow fabric. After turning back around, she impotently held the small pile in front of her skimpy underwear, blushing against her will. Julian simply began laughing again as he and the girl walked past her.

"Skank," the girl said as she shot Amy a disdainful look.

"Slut," Amy immediately responded, scowling back as hard as she could.

The two left, and Amy was just about to plan her next move when she saw a drenched Lily rapidly walking her way.