Not without a fight

Emily felt on her knees so she could pull her shirt over her knees. At least she covered up for now. “Rick please give my pants back, please” begged Emily. “Flash you panties first sis.” he laughed, “give the boys a great look on your nice, round, tiny butt.”

Emily shook her head. “No I am not going to flash my panties to you perverts.” “Then I’ll keep your pants, you have to know for yourself. We are going to sit around you and watch you trying to hide them for us.”

John said: “Why don’t you make her a deal Rick” “What do you mean?” “Well she can get her pants back and in exchange we get her shirt for example.” Rick smiled, “Is that what you want to do sis?” “No f*cking way Rick, that is even worse.” The boys gathered around Emily so she couldn’t get away and watched her. John, the more brutal one of Rick friends then said: “Why don’t we just take the shirt. There are three of us and Emily is just by herself. And she then wants to shoot for clothes? Or wouldn’t you Emily?”

Emily’s eyes where wide opened. “No, no don’t do this to me. I beg you.” The boys crawled towards Emily and start to pull at the shoulders and the top of her shirt. Emily fought back just to keep her shirt. The hem of the loose shirt slid slowly up and off of her knees. The boys cheered as her black panties came in view.