Real and present danger

"Cancun will be so cool!" Amy giggles, taking a large sip from her glass and grinning happily. "Beaches and sun and my best friend. I'm so excited!" You shake your head slightly, willing her to shut up but she doesn't notice. You see knowing glances pass between the men near her and you realise that there is terrible danger here with you.

"When are you leaving, my dear?" Mr. Gavin asks her with a paternal smile on his face.

"In two weeks. Lisa found this great deal online. It's so cool!" You're stricken with dread, fear building in you, but not knowing what to do. You bite your lower lip, wanting Amy to shut up, but unable to find a way to make that happen. You see that a couple of men have moved closer to Amy, stepping behind her.

"How very fortunate," Mr. Gavin says with a smile. "I imagine that it would be difficult to come up with the full fare on a waitress salary. You're a very clever shopper, aren't you Lisa?" he says, turning to smile coldly at you, as you starting to quiver with rising panic.

"It was so cool!" Amy babbles and sips more champagne. "She called me today and let me know she found this mega-deal. I can hardly wait!"

"I'm sure you can't. How very exciting for the two of you," Mr. Gavin says. "I imagine you can't wait to start packing."

Amy giggles and sips her drink again. "That won't take long. Just some sunscreen and bikinis. I can't wait to be lounging on the beach with a cold drink, soaking up the rays."

"I suspect you look extremely good in a bikini, my dear. I'm sure you'll attract a lot of attention."

"I hope so," she says with a grin, sipping more champagne. "I went out and bought a new one this afternoon after Lisa called. It's so tiny, it's hardly there."

"How unfortunate that you didn't bring it tonight. We'd have been delighted to see you model it," Mr. Gavin says with a flirtatious leer. Amy wriggles a bit as his attention and flickers her eyes at him.

"I bet you would," she says with a purring grin.

"Well, you could always show us what it would be covering," he replies with sudden coldness, nodding at the men close to Amy.

She gives a shocked gasp as two of them seize her arms while another steps behind her and grabs the top of her little black dress. With a sudden, violent tug he rips it down the back, the zipper hissing as it opens, then the seam tearing. With a wrench he pulls it away, leaving her almost naked except for a whisper of black thong and her stockings and heels.

"What are you doing!" she screams, struggling helplessly between the two men holding her arms. Her round breasts quiver as she struggles. The man who ripped her dress off grabs the sides of her thong and tears that off her body, exposing a little heart shaped patch of pubic hair. Amy shrieks again, spurring you into motion. You takes a step, but two men grab your arms and hold you. You turn to Mr. Chandler, your mouth working with panic but making no sound.

Mr Gavin steps forward and slaps Amy on one cheek, silencing her cries for the moment. "Your friend Lisa stole the money to buy the trip. First day on the job and she steals a company credit card and runs up almost five thousand worth of purchases, including air and hotel in Cancun. Didn't you, my dear?" He asks, turning to look at you. You slump in acknowledgement, tears running down your cheeks.

"I didn't know!" Amy squeals with a terrified voice. "I didn't have anything to do with it! I didn't know!"

"But you were going to accept the benefit," he answers with the patient voice of a teacher. "You're both in law school, isn't that what they call an accessory? An accessory gets punished too, Amy."

"Oh God, what are you going to do? I didn't do anything! Lisa tell them! Tell them I didn't know about it!" Unable to speak, you just shake your head and sob, your lush body trembling with terror.