Lisa was taping me.

I opened my eyes, surprised to see that Lisa had produced her cellphone and was capturing my humiliating act on video. I felt a surge of embarrassment come back as my hands snapped back to cover my privates as best as they could.

The girls responded with another round of laughs and giggles. I only wished I had more hands to cover my probably crimson face as well.

“Like there’s anything left we haven’t seen, move those hands, Erica.” Lisa’s commanding tone did nothing beyond make me feel even more embarrassed. I acquiesced and slowly moved my hands to my sides. “Now stand up.”

I eased myself off the wooden surface of the pier and stood there in front of my fully clothed friends, naked as the day I was born and in broad daylight. I struck me just then how helpless I was in front of them.

The video was clearly just there for the fun of it and not for ****. It was somewhat ridiculous of me to assume that at any future point I could refuse an order from the girls.

"Now, Erica. Here's what we want you to do next," Lisa said.