Dana to the rescue

"No no no!" Shannon thought, moaning. "Why did it have to be her? Of all people to rescue her, why was it this ditzy rookie with the rocking body? Dana was every bit her mental inferior, and physical superior. Tall where Shannon was short, big breasted where Shannon was flat, tan where Shannon was jet white. She flushed, curling up fetal on the ground, wishing to disappear.

Meanwhile, Dana was trying to get a grasp on the situation.

"It sounds like you struck an officer." Dana said, considering. "I'm going to have to arrest you.

"Try it bitch!" The woman who had spanked Shannon said, moving towards her. Dana saw her coming, and grew afraid.

"Now... don't resist..." Dana said in a quavering voice. The woman ignored her. she threw a slap at Dana, who managed to jump back out of the way.

While they were scrapping, Shannon saw through tear stained eyes Frank pushing through the crowd. She yelled to Dana.

"Stop him! He's getting away!" She called out, point at Frank.

"Arrest him? Uh, okay!" Dana said. Anything to get out this fight! She turned and started to run, but the woman caught her long blonde hair, holding her in place.

"OOOWW!" Dana yelled, holding her scalp. As the cat-fight went on Shannon struggled to rise to her shaky bare legs...