Make a new friend.

Laura's train of thought was interrupted as a strange man brusquely accosted them.

"Hello, sluts," the stranger said with a sinister grin. He was young, maybe early twenties, with a scraggly beard and a burgeoning beer gut. "Show me your tits."

Kate shrugged and pulled up her shirt and bra, exposing herself to him and a handful of passers by. Laura crossed her arms defiantly. The stranger didn't react other than to scowl at her and reach out to fondle Kate, who still had her tits out.

"Ooh!" she jumped, then chuckled. "Your hands are cold!"

"Who the fuck are you?" Laura asked.

"Chris," he said with a sinister smile. Kate squeaked in pain as he crudely squeezed her right breast. "And today's my lucky day."

"Yeah?" Kate said enthusiastically. "Why?"

"Because I can do whatever the fuck I want and nobody cares," he growled. "I filled my dad's car with dogshit. I peed on the floor in front of my boys. And now I'm groping you on the street and you're smiling about it."

"Hey Laura, you know what would be kinda funny to try and see if he notices it's not normal?"

"What?" Laura said with a wince. Her tits really hurt.

"Kick him in the balls."

Kate thought about it for just a second before her leg shot up and landed squarely between Chris's legs.

"Ow!" she shouted as his nails dug into her sensitive flesh. Chris's face was bright red and he wasn't breathing. Then he let go of her chest and fell, exhaling explosively as he hit the ground. He grabbed his crotch and rolled onto his side, moaning.

Kate giggled as Laura pulled her to her feet. "He totally thought that whole interaction was completely normal!"

"Fuck..." Chris moaned weakly from the ground.